The Perfect Hidden Marriage

  318, the taste of being held in the palm of the hand can drive people crazy

  At eight o'clock in the morning, Su Jin drove a new car and happily hit the road. The first destination was Yang Jiahui’s home.

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  In the past few days, Yang Jiahui has finally tasted the taste of being held in the palm of his hand.

  As soon as you open your eyes, the toothpaste is squeezed for you, the mouthwash is ready for you, and the face wash is ready for you. All you have to do is sit on the edge of the bed and wash.

  When faced with such a state on the first day, Yang Jiahui frowned, spreading her hands and saying:

   "This way I can't brush my teeth and wash my face... In fact, I can go to the bathroom..."

  "The doctor kept you in bed for at least one month. For the sake of the child, you have to bear it."

  Bo Feihong used the doctor's advice to block her tongue.

   Speechless Yang Jiahui squeezed her fist and endured it.

  After washing, a bed with a notebook table was pushed over. It was not her work computer, but a rich breakfast.

  Well, this can be.

  Moreover, the breakfast tastes very good.

  For this, she eats quite with relish.

  But the clothes I changed last night haven’t been washed yet... She has to deal with it.

   just wanted to go to the ground, so Bo Feihong stopped:

"what?"

  The man looked fierce, as if she had done something terrible.

  She blankly pointed to the bathroom:

  "There are still clothes to be changed in the bathroom, I want to throw them in the washing machine..."

   "I helped you deal with it..."

   "But there are intimate clothes there..."

  She listened to her hair tingling...

  The man continued a black face: "I helped you wash your hands..."

  "……"

  Someone’s red face: embarrassing and embarrassing-those clothes, after she became an adult, she never let her mother wash them again, and now, let a man wash them...

  It feels like this man is rubbing her private parts with his big hands.

  Washable, what can she do?

  An hour later, she was annoyed in bed, and wanted to go to the ground before committing the crime, just like a man with clairvoyance came out in front of her again and drank again:

"what?"

  She scratched her scalp and pointed to the door:

   "Uh, the study is a bit messy, I have to tidy it up..."

   "I've arranged it..."

  Well, continue to nest, Quan treats himself as a pig.

  After enduring her lunch, she slept with a bit of muscle pain, and when she wanted to get out of bed, he came out like a ghost again:

"what?"

  Is this person a supervisor?

  As long as she has a "bad brain", he will arrest people.

  She couldn't help but stared:

   "I'm going to throw out the garbage in the kitchen..."

   "I have thrown it away!"

  "……"

  Well, in short, he has done everything she wants to do.

   "Then what am I doing? I can't sleep all day long!"

  She has a terrible headache.

  The man thought for a while, turned around and took a package in, put it on the bedside table, and said:

   "The book I bought has been delivered. I just went to pick it up. In the future, you can read more when you have time. If you feel bored with reading, I can read it to you..."

  "……"

  What books did he buy?

  "Diet Safety During Pregnancy", "Common Sense of Nursing During Pregnancy", "How to Carry Out Prenatal Education During Pregnancy", "Mother-to-be-to-be Dad Must-see Rules", "Prenatal Education Storybook"...

  There are twelve books...

  Furthermore, he actually read to her those ridiculous and illogical fairy tales...

  This treatment is still enjoyed in my mother's arms when I was young!

  However, the effect is good.

  Some afternoon after adulthood, she was so hypnotized that she fell asleep...

  When I wake up, small tables are filled with dinner...

  On this day, Yang Jiahui was regarded as a panda. Except for going to the toilet, he couldn't force her to be on the bed. The rest of the time was spent on the bed.

  It feels good to be praised by others, but it doesn’t feel good all the time.

  After a few days like this, Yang Jiahui finally couldn't bear to call Sujin to complain:

  "You said, do I really have to live in bed like this every day? Isn't this trying to suffocate me on the bed? He is going to make me crazy..."

  Su Jin laughed over there after hearing her complaint:

   "He is also nervous about you. After all, the doctor said so, you can't be wrong if you follow the doctor's advice. For the baby, this is necessary!"

  As soon as this matter was mentioned, Yang Jiahui, who was in prison, started howling:

"You said, why am I so unlucky, how can I be pregnant with a child like this? How easy it is for others to conceive. The first three months are not sick, and the next three months are not swollen. They are strong like cows every day, working until before delivery I only took maternity leave for a week. As for me, I actually had to stay in bed. You said, how come this child loves to play with me so much? Or, he had an enmity with me in his previous life, and he deliberately cast into my child in this life, deliberately tossing me. NS?"

  These words amused Su Jin:

   "You, don't talk nonsense. Take care of it! I really don't know the blessing in the blessing..."

"But I can't lie down every day! I have to go to my mother's side to show my face. I stayed at your house last week and I didn't go back. The two elders are already nagging me. I won't go back this week. Kill it. I can’t hide from them now..."

  For this, Yang Jiahui died of sorrow:

"Besides, I can't keep him at home all the time! In case, my parents come and see that there is such a big man in the house, or a gangster with scars on his face, looking like a triad boss, this What else? There must be a tumult at that time."

After listening to her worries, Su Jin asked:

   "Then I want to ask you. What do you want?"

   "I haven't thought about it yet!"

  Yang Yanhui grabbed her scalp and sighed:

   "You tell me, after coming back from City H that day, he confessed to me and asked me to give him a chance. I haven't decided yet, but I'm thinking about it. I always feel that he is not the kind of man in my mind."

   "Then what kind of man do you want in your heart? Like a former bastard?"

   "Don't mention that bastard."

  Yang Jiahui muttered and interrupted, scolded her ex, and then said:

"Actually, I can't think of what I want... At least I have to give me a sense of security that I can rely on... But this person is really unreliable financially, even if I want to rely, this person is too It makes me feel uneasy... Hey, I said, have you ever considered what kind of man you want to be a husband? I mean, before you married Jin Hengyuan, after you broke up with Su Mubai."

  Su Jin thought about it over there, and then said:

   "I seem to have said that...I don't ask for much: Take care of the family, be responsible for the marriage, be responsible for the wife, and be willing to work hard for the marriage, the income does not need to be too high, stable, just have a family to support each month..."

"that's it?"

  Yang Jiahui twitched the corner of her mouth.

   "Hmm. What's wrong?"

  Yang Jiahui sighed: "I want to say, you really got lucky. Now which woman does not mention the car and the house during the blind date!"

  Su Jin smiled, and finally added one more point:

"The other thing is, the relationship between eyes is very important. If at first glance, this man doesn't make a good impression on me, I think I will just brush him off. Even though I want to get married because of my mother's heart. . But, at first glance, I didn’t get that impulsive thought, I would definitely not want it. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have had so many kisses... Some fate may be destined..."

  Yang Jiahui continued to sigh after listening:

  "You and Jin Hengyuan got married when they were young, and Bo Feihong and I didn’t recognize them before... Forget it, let’s not mention it. I’m asking you, what's the situation with you two now... Has the emotional crisis lifted?"

   "It's okay, we are reconciled..."

  Su Jin answered with a chuckle over there.

  "Good things, good things. Congratulations..."

  Just, then...what should Su Mubai do in the future?

  She was very witty and didn't ask about it.

  ……

What Yang Yanhui didn't know was that while she was talking on the phone with Su Jin, Bo Feihong was also talking on the phone with Jin Hengyuan.

  The call was from Jin Hengyuan. Bo Feihong is not the kind of person who loves to chat with others about his private life.

   But since they call, it means that they care about you, and the relationship between them is strong, so he talked about the simple family life these days.

   "Very good, very good. If you are allowed to live, it means that the situation is developing in a good direction."

  Jin Hengyuan smiled and came to a conclusion.

  Bo Feihong twisted his neck lightly, and couldn't help but smile:

   "Now I can only sleep on the floor."

   "Ha, you still want to sleep on the bed to listen to fetal movements..."

   "No way? That's my son!"

  He really thought about it!

   "Yo, you are on the show with me!"

   "Yes, I will show you. When you are born, I will show you every day."

  Bo Feihong smiled lowly, in a rare and happy mood.

Although I have only stayed for a few nights, but because there was a woman in the family muttering over there, his life suddenly became more interesting, studying recipes, cleaning, serving tea and water, washing and cooking, It all became interesting.

  The feeling of home is so beautiful.

  This night, he hit the floor again, right next to her bed.

   Originally she would not allow it.

  She said: "Bo Feihong, this is my private field. How do you let me sleep like this? You made me lose my privacy... Besides, men and women are unclear."

  Bo Feihong, this person either didn’t say it, or he couldn’t turn the corner, so he gave this sentence:

   "You are like this now, even if I have that heart, I don't have that courage. Don't worry, in my eyes, you are just like a man, there is no difference..."

   was so angry that her face turned green, and a pillow was smashed over:

   "Bo Feihong, if I were a man, could my stomach be sown with your seeds?"

  Bo Feihong can't answer the conversation anymore: "..."

  He wanted to slap himself in the face—oh, how could he not speak so much with this mouth.

  For this, she ignored him all night, but fortunately she did not drive him away. It was not until the next day that she drank his porridge, and then she started to take care of him again, and then spent another day in the clamor.

  Another morning, Bo Feihong woke up instinctively, and when he sat up, he saw Yang Jiahui sleeping soundly.

He walked over gently, turned on a small light, watched, stretched out his hand, trying to touch her matte face, stroke her short, slippery hair, and it didn’t show up when she touched her. The stomachs that came out stretched out, and there was a slamming sound outside the door, and then, the sound of footsteps rushed over here.

   "Huihui...Huihui...I came with your dad, are you still sleeping? Why are you not going to work these days?"

  A woman’s voice came over.

  Bo Feihong is very sensitive to voices, and he knew that this was Yang Jiahui’s mother.

   Oh, hell...

  Why did they come?

This is how to do?

  The room is small and there is no place to hide.

   Having lived for such an age, Bo Feihong has always been the kind of man who can't blink his eyes with a gun against his forehead. At this moment, he actually panicked, and sweat oozes from his forehead.

  He stood up helplessly, just at a loss as to what to do.

  The door opened at the right time. The mother of Yang, Qiu Mizhen, with a faint smile, screamed when she saw a man standing by her daughter’s bed:

   "Yang Pei, come, come soon, a thief wants to insult Huihui, come on you..."