My newlywed husband is infertile, but I’m pregnant

"How to say?"

The man was leaning on the soft leather cushion, with a relaxed expression, and the water in his eyes was like a mountain spring under the moon.

Qiao Xi considered it carefully and said, "Mr. Huo, I think you already knew that the painting was fake."

It's just a gut feeling.

"How can you see it? I am not a master of cultural relic appraisal."

Qiao Xi frowned and talked about her speculation: "You gave up very decisively at the beginning, and you were also very calm when faced with Huo Beiting's humiliation. The most important thing is..."

"What is it?"

"The Mr. Huo I know cannot buy [-] million famous paintings. For you, it is better to do meaningful things with that money." For example, setting up a foundation or donating.

He has no arty interests, nor does he pursue fame or fortune. Instead, he is down-to-earth and has a bottom line. This is the style of a noble man.

Huo Xingzhou approached her without warning and stared into her eyes.

"The little miracle doctor is so smart. But..."

His eyes were like mountain springs filled with the moonlight, and he said with a smile, "If you should buy it, you still have to buy it."

Then, he put the long red velvet box into her hand and said, "This is for you, it's a reward."

Huo Xingzhou didn't expect that a little girl he met briefly could see through his true nature, but his so-called "family" never understood him.

Qiao Xi opened the box, and a row of golden needles shone with a cold and sharp light.

really.

As expected.

"Last time I saw you staring at Zhuo Feng's golden needle, you were very greedy. I gave it to you."

Qiao Xi wanted to refuse, but couldn't bear it.

Huo Xingzhou looked at her cute and confused look and said, "It will be deducted from your consultation fee."

"it is good!"

She arched her eyebrows and raised her voice in response.

His deep eyes were full of smiles, and his little miracle doctor naturally deserved the best.

"Mr. Huo, you are so kind!"

Huo Xingzhou's heart was aroused by her innocent and trusting look. A smile slowly formed on his lips, and his voice was husky and sexy.

"So Qiao Xi, you have to be nice to me too."

"Uh-huh."

Along the way, Qiao Xi lowered her head and cherished one golden needle after another, unable to contain her joy.

The car drove all the way to home.

At this point, the door of the villa is open and the living room is brightly lit. In the past, Aunt Qian had gone back to her room to watch TV and get ready for bed.

really weird.

"Slow down, look carefully before going in." Huo Xingzhou's tone contained a hint of coldness.

I'm sure the Huo family's eldest family will suffer a loss and kill here directly.

They can even kill people and set fires.

Qiao Xi became nervous after what he said. Could it be that there would be break-ins and robberies in wealthy areas?

She pushed Huo Xingzhou's wheelchair slowly through the entrance hall. Seeing Du Juan and Huo Jiancheng sitting on the sofa in the living room, I felt relieved.

"Dad, mom."

Huo Xingzhou said hello, "Why are you here?"

Qiao Xi opened her mouth and shouted softly: "Mother-in-law, father-in-law." These two titles were a bit difficult to pronounce.

Dujuan's expression was serious and her face was gloomy.

Huo Jiancheng winked at Huo Xingzhou, hoping that he would understand.

"Is your eye twitching? I'll take you to the ophthalmology department tomorrow." Du Juan suppressed his anger, as if he had eaten a barrel of explosives.

Qiao Xi's heart was in her throat.

"Honey, you'll get wrinkles when you're angry. If you have anything to say, talk to your children. You also want them to have a good relationship." Huo Jiancheng is a good old man who plays the role of peacemaker at home.

He is good at making peace with others.

"I also want to talk it over. Aunt Qian, take out what you saw." Du Juan took a deep breath. Everyone has a time when they are young and energetic and can't control their passion.

Can't be angry.

Aunt Qian silently spread her hands, and two small blue pills were very conspicuous.

"I swept this out from under the young master's bed when I was cleaning. Alas..." Aunt Qian sighed regretfully, "Aunt Qian, I'm here."

She recognized what it was at a glance.

When Huo Xingzhou looked at it, his whole body was filled with coldness.

Qiao Xi's almond-shaped eyes were filled with confusion and confusion. She had never come across pills like this.

"Huo Xingzhou! You have always been my pride." Du Juan shook his head, hating that iron cannot become steel. "It's understandable that your father eats this kind of food. You are so young...why rush it!"

"Honey, save some face for me. You educate your children, don't take me with you." Huo Jiancheng begged.

What's wrong with a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties taking some small pills?

"you shut up."

Cuckoo roared.

Huo Jiancheng shrank his head and turned into a quail in an instant.

"I know you are newlyweds and can't control it. But the doctor said you should take good care of your health. There may be a possibility of recovery in the future."

Dujuan persuaded her earnestly, "It's a long time to go sailing. Besides, when you... shouted that you wanted Qiao Xi to be a widow, why did you..."

It's one thing to have a good relationship, but to consummate the marriage forcefully is just unwise.

Qiao Xi was confused, but she understood one thing. This little blue pill is for men.

I didn’t expect Mr. Huo to care so much about men’s self-esteem.

Huo Xingzhou saw her puzzled look, his handsome face was ashen, and he gritted his molars and said, "That's not my thing."

Du Juan laughed angrily: "Could it be that Zhou Yu deliberately threw your room away and wanted to put the blame on you?"

"Why can't it be his?"

Huo Xingzhou raised his eyes, his cold pool-like eyes burning with anger. His hands were clenched into fists, the veins on the backs of his hands were exposed, and his knuckles were stretched white and cracked.

Qiao Xi looked at the tense atmosphere, swallowed her saliva and said, "Huo... Xingzhou didn't eat."

Du Juan asked seriously: "You really didn't eat?"

"I haven't eaten." She checked his pulse every day. "Master Zhou was here two days ago."

Dujuan was doubtful, "Since I haven't eaten it, I won't eat it in the future." She put her heart into her stomach, "I confiscated this thing."

"Husband, take Xingzhou upstairs to rest. I have something to say to Qiao Xi."

"Ok."

Huo Jiancheng pushed Huo Xingzhou's wheelchair toward the elevator, away from the place of right and wrong.

"Qiao Xi, come here." Du Juan patted the seat next to him and said, "Come sit here and let's chat."

This girl is really getting more and more pleasing to my eyes.

Qiao Xi walked over and sat next to her obediently.

"I know you are aggrieved now and are a widow. But... there are some things that you cannot rush too hastily." Du Juan said meaningfully, "When he gets better in the future, wouldn't it be more fun?"

"Ok?"

Qiao Xi was confused, what are you playing for?

"That's it." Du Juan touched his thumbs.

"No, we didn't..." Qiao Xi defended.

"Young madam, we've done everything. Don't be shy." Aunt Qian took out her phone with a smile and put it in front of Qiao Xi with a snap.

Oh boy, nine shots in a row.

"Well, you were drunk that day and kissed the young master very passionately. I heard the noise downstairs." She flipped through the photos one by one.

"Look, these red marks are all caused by your mouth. He has been wearing a white shirt with a small stand-up collar for the past two days."

Qiao Xi opened her mouth, her cheeks so red that they could bleed.

The shame spread from the roots of the ears to the heels, and the whole body was hot, wishing to find a piece of tofu to hit him to death.

What subcutaneous bruising!

Qiao Xi, you idiot!