My newlywed husband is infertile, but I’m pregnant

In the villa, Aunt Qian was crying so hard.

Seeing Qiao Xi and Du Juan coming back, she wiped away her tears and said, "Madam, the eldest young master and the doctor broke into the young master's room and drew a large tube of blood."

"What about people?"

"Still in the room."

Du Juan covered her heart and rushed up the stairs with chaotic steps. The high heels sprained her feet and Qiao Xi quickly supported her.

"Thank you." Du Juan's voice was tight and choked.

When they walked to the entrance of the corridor, they saw the door of the master bedroom open.

A young man wears gold-rimmed glasses and has sharp phoenix eyes. Her hair was combed meticulously and she was dressed in expensive clothes. He smiled and looked at them. His gaze passed over Qiao Xi's face, with a hint of coldness.

"Second Aunt, is this a bumpkin from the countryside? A proud man like Xingzhou can only be matched with a village woman now."

"Huo Beiting, what do you want to do?" Du Juan asked coldly.

Huo Beiting's voice was proud: "I followed my grandfather's order to bring a doctor to check Xingzhou's body. Did Second Aunt misunderstand something?"

"Have you finished the inspection? Please leave."

"Second aunt, please don't talk to me like that. Our eldest brother-in-law has been looking for Mr. Cheng Han for grandpa these years. We always have more clues than your second brother-in-law."

The old man of the Huo family was seriously injured when he was young. When winter comes, the pain in his limbs and joints becomes unbearable. After searching many famous doctors, he could not find a cure, so he only placed his hope in the Chinese medicine doctor Cheng Han.

When he saw Du Juan's ugly face, he was satisfied and smiled proudly: "Second Aunt, I'll leave first."

Huo Beiting was in high spirits, and the depression that had been crushed by Huo Xingzhou for many years was swept away.

How can a cripple deserve to be the next heir of the Huo family?

Dujuan bit her lip and watched them leave. She felt a bone-chilling pain whenever she moved her feet.

"Let me take a look at your injuries." Qiao Xi helped her sit on the porch. Her long and flexible fingers pressed Du Juan's ankle. "Fortunately, no bones were injured."

I don’t know what she did, but she just twisted a few times, and Du Juan’s feet were able to fall to the ground and walk.

Du Juan looked at the closed door with tears in her eyes, and then moved her gaze to Qiao Xi, "He... Qiao Xi, can you please take care of Xingzhou for me? My feet are fine, he is the most important thing." "

Known child Moruomu.

Huo Beiting made a fuss, and he didn't know what was going on inside.

He is so proud, and he certainly doesn't want his loved ones to see the humiliating side.

Qiao Xi is smart and understands it as soon as he thinks about it.

She nodded solemnly.

"I'll go in. Aunt Qian, please help my wife to rest."

"Hey."

As soon as they left, Qiao Xi opened the door.

It was a mess inside and the ground was so messy.

The man leaned on the edge of the bed, his profile looking noble and noble. The clothes were messy and stained with blood. He slowly turned his head when he heard the movement, and that glance was like the sharpest blade in the world, stinging Qiao Xi's back with chills.

"My mother-in-law asked me to clean up for you."

Qiao Xi bent down and picked up the pillows, documents and water glasses on the floor, and placed them one by one.

A man's deep voice sounded from behind: "Are you here to clean up the room, or are you here to clean up mine?" There was nothing to clean up after he deliberately smashed the things.

If not, how could Huo Beiting believe that he had a mental breakdown and was unable to recover.

Qiao Xi suddenly raised her eyes and saw him waving with a calm look on his face.

"I want to change clothes."

"...Okay." Qiao Xi took out a set of pure white cotton home clothes from the cloakroom. When he walked to Huo Xingzhou's side, he had already spread his hands out as a matter of course.

She unbuttoned and took off his shirt.

The body covered with thin muscles was exposed in front of her, her eyes were cold and white, and her heart was beating wildly. She quickly put on his shirt, but she held the trousers in her hands and was worried.

"When you take off my pants, aren't you very majestic? Why are you pretending to be pure and shy?" His lips were very pale, almost colorless, and his words were mean.

Qiao Xi was stunned for a moment, then she gritted her teeth and viciously opened his pants, inch by inch.

truth.

So tight.

These slender and powerful legs must be very suitable for farm work.

Huo Xingzhou leaned against the bed and closed his eyes tightly, looking like he was breaking a jar. The warm and soft fingers touched his skin from time to time, causing a series of shivers.

"Hand out."

Qiao Xi twisted the towel and wiped the blood on his arm. The pinhole was conspicuous, and the surrounding skin was glowing blue. They drew so much blood on purpose.

Huo Xingzhou's dark eyes glanced from the side of her face, and he pinched her wrist with his backhand. With a strong force, Qiao Xi fell into the large bed.

Before she could stand up, his upper body pressed against her. Hot breath licked her cheek, and a deep male voice sounded, "What benefits did Huo Beiting give you?"

Qiao Xi's chin was pinched by his hand, and she was forced to raise her neck to look at him, with moisture in her clear almond eyes.

"I do not know him."

It turned out that he didn't believe her and was just teasing her before.

Until now, this proud and steady noble master finally showed his decisive and ruthless minions. His right hand was pressed against her soft waist, and his fingertips dug into the hollow of her waist.

Just listen to his cold voice mixed with a barely visible rogue: "Do you know what methods were used to interrogate female spies in the past?"

she knows!

Neither the left nor the right could escape being tortured and tortured severely.

Qiao Xi twisted her body, trying to break free.

"You took off my pants twice, and I took off yours once. That's not too much, right?" He added, his fingers sticking to the sides of her legs.

Qiao Xi's eyes were red with anger, and she pinched his Jianjing point with her fingers fiercely. Huo Xingzhou let go as soon as his arm went numb.

She took the opportunity to roll out of bed, holding up her pants and looking at him warily.

Angry, resentful.

"You...even if you strip me naked, you...you can't do it!" She spoke in a sobbing tone, with indentations on her cheeks. Qiao Xi opened the door and ran out, returning to her room in shame and anger.

The two women hiding at the corner of the corridor came out.

"The buttons on my clothes are all loose."

"My hair is messed up."

"You're blushing, and you were kissed by the young master?"

Aunt Qian gave a thumbs up and praised in a low voice, "It's a clever trick of the madam, let the young madam take care of the young master." Won't it help to cultivate feelings through cruelty and pity?

Du Juan glanced at her sideways: "It's not a big deal. I know my son well. He can't suffer a big loss in front of Huo Beiting, unless it is intentional."

Ever since he was little, how has Huo Beiting ever been able to get everything he wanted from him?

"Young master is smart, it's up to you."

in the room.

Huo Xingzhou twirled his fingertips, rubbing them again and again.

Soft, like a marshmallow when pinched.

He looked down and saw that he couldn't do it!

If he really used his methods, could she turn over and escape?

Hey.

The phone on the bedside table vibrated several times. Zhou Yu was very efficient. Qiao Xi's experiences from childhood to adulthood were compiled into detailed documents and sent over.

Huo Xingzhou opened the investigation report nonchalantly, his fingers paused, and his eyes flashed with surprise.