My newlywed husband is infertile, but I’m pregnant

Qiao Xi tensed up and trembled, her hands clenched tightly under the sheets.

What kind of intimate behavior is required to be tainted with the smell of Xu Xingluo's perfume?

Her eyes were slightly warm and a little moist.

Don't dare to ask for confirmation.

But when Qiao Xi noticed that the man beside her slowly stood up and wanted to leave. She didn't know where the courage came from and took his arm.

"Mr. Huo."

Her soft voice sounded, and she sat on the bed, holding her hands tightly around his strong waist.

In the darkness, the man with his back to her turned around and chuckled.

"I thought you were going to keep pretending to sleep." His voice was gentle and lingering, and his slender fingers were stroking her delicate skin.

Qiao Xi stood up boldly, stood on the soft bed, and stretched out her arms around the man's neck condescendingly.

Four eyes facing each other.

Such a posture instinctively breeds ambiguity.

Qiao Xi pursed her lips tightly, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

While she was too timid to verify his relationship with Xu Xingluo, she forced herself to believe Huo Xingzhou.

The tangle of struggle almost drove her crazy.

suddenly.

Those clear and shiny apricot eyes were full of desperate measures. She faced Huo Xingzhou's doubtful eyes and said stubbornly: "Mr. Huo, my hand is almost healed."

Straightforward.

warm.

The air froze for a moment.

Huo Xingzhou's hands pinched her slender waist, his eyes became darker and darker: "Qiao Xi, do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know." She said in a low voice.

That night, their guns went off and they almost crossed the line.

He said that he would not let her go once her hand was healed, and those "Tai Le" were not used.

"Qiao Xi, I'll give you another chance to think it over carefully." His voice was hoarse, and he was full of abstinence and restraint. Only his hands that tightened more and more showed his impatience.

Qiao Xi was made uncomfortable by the sourness and inferiority, and she shook her head.

No need to think twice.

She kissed the man's thin lips directly and pressed her soft body against him.

The green and passionate kiss ignited the dark night.

Huo Xingzhou's body tensed up, like a sharp sword.

Let her ignite and tease.

Qiao Xi bit the corner of his lip gently, her eyes sparkling with water, and her voice was soft: "Mr. Huo, I am willing."

No man can resist such words.

Huo Xingzhou was no exception when facing Qiao Xi.

"Don't regret it." Huo Xingzhou lowered his voice and said with hot breath.

Qiao Xi clutched his shirt tightly, breathing rapidly.

Growing up, she also wanted to be willful for once and grab what she wanted.

"I want to be yours."

A true couple.

Her words were like a fuse, completely detonating all the ambiguities. The man became the guest, and the strong hormone invasion pressed her hard on the soft bed.

Qiao Xi's boudoir smelled of elegant light fragrance, mixed with the cold fragrance of his body. The sweet fragrance belonging to Xu Xingluo quietly dissipated, as if it had never existed.

Lips and tongues lingering and fighting.

The zipper of Qiao Xi's dress was torn open, hanging crumpled on her body. The man kissed her white neck and touched her skin with his slender fingers.

Qiao Xi's cheeks turned red and she struggled to cope.

She was so nervous that even her red lips were trembling.

"Qiao Xi..." When he opened his mouth, it was like a top-notch aphrodisiac, beguiling people's hearts. The sharp-jointed fingers rubbed her lower abdomen, "There may be children here."

Qiao Xi lay on the bed, her hair disheveled, looking at him with wide eyes, very confused.

"Totole is not [-]% contraceptive." He said softly, "Please take it slow."

His blood was gushing and his mind was on the verge of collapse, but he still shouted stop.

What he wanted to give her was not such a hasty and aggrieved first night.

Qiao Xi half-closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, but she was also a little disappointed.

Is it because Xu Xingluo is back that he doesn't want to touch her?

Sudden.

The man held her left hand and asked vaguely: "You're cured, right?"

"Huh?" Qiao Xi looked at him confused.

"Then I'll have to work hard tonight." The man was cold and ascetic, speaking shamefully in a serious manner.

It took Qiao Xi a long time to react, and her skin felt hot all over.

She didn't refuse and allowed the man's wanton actions.

She turned her head and closed her eyes tightly, not looking at his eyes and sexy expression, but hearing the muffled sound he made in her ears. Compared with that time through the bathroom door, I could hear it more clearly and in three-dimensional surround.

Rest at midnight.

She was red-faced and lying stiffly on the bed.

The man beside him is magnanimous and contented. He said in a hoarse voice: "I will be late for the Liu family's full moon banquet tomorrow. I will ask Old Chen to take you there first."

Qiao Xi asked: "Is it because Huo Jianjun's economic crime case is in court?"

"Well, I can't be absent."

Qiao Xi understood that with his status, there was no need to attend a child's full moon party. It's already good that he's willing to go there.

"It's okay, Mr. Huo. I can take care of myself. You deal with business first."

She would receive calls from the old lady of the Liu family almost every day, chatting with her about family matters and mentioning the Full Moon Wine.

Such hospitality was hard to refuse, and Qiao Xi could not refuse.

"Qiao Xi, I will rush over when the court is over." He ruffled her loose hair and kissed her lips again.

The latest court session is six o'clock, and the Liu family's full moon wine officially starts at six o'clock. The journey would take more than half an hour. He was worried that she would not adapt to the glitz of the upper class and that she would be bullied.

After hearing his words, Qiao Xi's eyes lit up and her heart felt sweet.

The depression and speculation during the day seemed to be washed away.

"it is good."

She nestled in his arms and responded obediently.

The next day, the weekend.

When Qiao Xi woke up, the bed beside her was already empty.

When she went downstairs to have breakfast, she rarely saw Cheng Han not going out. The old gentleman with gray hair and beard waved to her, "Come here, let me look at your hands again."

Qiao Xi sat on the sofa obediently and stretched out her hands for him to take a pulse and perform acupuncture. She shrank her left hand unnaturally, then relaxed it again.

Cheng Han glanced at her, carefully checked each finger joint and said in a deep voice: "The flexibility of both left and right hands has recovered well. Your right hand will take another two days. But the left hand..."

He guessed that the hospital might be too busy, so he warned, "Don't overwork yourself."

Qiao Xi's ears were filled with blood.

The word "overworked" reminded her of last night's scenes, making her want to dig a hole in the ground.

"Girl Qiao, I am leaving Haicheng today."

Qiao Xi had known that he would leave, but she didn't expect it to be so sudden. She said reluctantly: "Can't you stay for a while longer? I will take you back then."

Cheng Han waved his hand: "Someone will take me back to Moon Village, and you two can live your own lives."

His tone was firm, and Qiao Xi felt regretful.

He spoke again: "There is something I want to tell you. No matter what the Liu family asks you to do, don't agree to it."

Qiao Xi frowned and asked, "Why?"

Is there something going on between Grandpa Cheng and the Liu family?