perfect hidden marriage

Chapter 323 The Taste of Being Held in the Palm of Your Hand

Chapter 323 The Taste of Being Held in the Palm of Your Hand
On this day, Yang Jiahui was treated as a panda. Except for going to the bathroom, he couldn't force her to sleep on the bed. The rest of the time was spent in bed.

It feels good to be praised, but it doesn't feel good if it keeps on like this.

After going on like this for several days, Yang Jiahui finally couldn't take it anymore and called Su Jin to complain:
"Tell me, do I really have to live like this in bed every day from now on? Isn't this going to suffocate me to death on the bed? He's going to drive me naked..."

After listening to her complaint, Su Jin laughed over there:
"He is also nervous about you. After all, the doctor said so, you can't go wrong if you follow the doctor's advice. For the sake of the baby, this is necessary!"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Yang Jiahui howled after she finished complaining:
"Tell me, why am I so unlucky? How can I be so pregnant with a child? It's so easy for people to conceive. They don't feel sick in the first three months, and don't get swollen in the last three months. They are as strong as a cow every day. They work until before giving birth. I only took maternity leave for a week. As for me, I actually have to stay in bed. Tell me, why does this child like to play with me so much? Or, it had a grudge against me in its previous life, and in this life it intentionally voted for my baby to torment me. gone?"

These words made Su Jin amused:
"You, stop talking nonsense. Take good care of it! I really don't know how to be blessed..."

"But I can't just lie down every day! I have to go to my mother's place to show my face. I stayed at your house last week, and I didn't go back. The old man was already nagging me. If I don't go back this week, I will keep them Come kill me. I can't hide now so I can't see them..."

For this reason, Yang Jiahui was very sad:
"Besides, I can't keep him at home forever! What if, when my parents come and see such a burly man in the house, he is still a gangster with scars on his face and looks like a gangster boss? How can I get it? There will definitely be troubles at that time."

After listening to her worries, Su Jin asked back:

"Then I want to ask you. What are you thinking?"

"I haven't figured it out yet!"

Yang Jiahui scratched her scalp and sighed:
"To tell you the truth, after he came back from City H that day, he confessed his love to me and asked me to give him a chance. I haven't decided yet, I'm thinking about it. I always feel that he is not the kind of man in my mind."

"Then what type of man do you want in your heart? Like the former bastard?"

"Don't mention that bastard."

Yang Jiahui interrupted with a grunt, scolded her predecessor, and said instead:

"Actually, I can't think of what I want...at least give me a sense of security that I can rely on...but this person's financial ability is really unreliable. Even if I want to rely on him, this person is too It makes me feel unreliable... Hey, I said, have you ever thought about what kind of man you want to be your husband? I mean, before you married Jin Hengyuan, after you broke up with Su Mubai. "

Su Jin thought for a while, then continued:
"I seem to have said it... I don't ask too much: take care of the family, be responsible for the marriage, be responsible for the wife, be willing to work hard for the marriage, the income does not need to be too high, stable, and it is enough to support the family every month..."

"that's it?"

Yang Jiahui twitched the corners of her mouth.

"Hmm. What's wrong?"

Yang Jiahui sighed: "I want to say, you are really lucky. Which woman doesn't mention the car and the house during the blind date now!"

Su Jin laughed all the way, and added one more point at the end:
"What's more, eye contact is very important. If this man doesn't make a good impression on me at first glance, I think I will brush him off directly. Although I said that I only wanted to get married to reassure my mother's heart." But, the first glance didn't make me have that impulsive thought, so I definitely wouldn't want it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had so many kisses... Some fates may be predestined..."

After hearing this, Yang Jiahui continued to sigh:

"You and Jin Hengyuan got married when we were young, and Bo Feihong and I didn't know each other before... Forget it, let's not talk about it, let me ask you, what's the situation between you two now... Has the relationship crisis been resolved?"

"It's okay, we're reconciled..."

Su Jin answered with a chuckle.

"Good thing, good thing. Congratulations..."

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

Regarding this matter, she tactfully did not ask.

What Yang Jiahui 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 likes to chat with people about his private life.

But since they called, it means they care about you, and they have a strong relationship, so he talked about the simple family life these few days.

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

Jin Hengyuan made a conclusion with a smile.

Bo Feihong twisted his neck gently, and couldn't help but smile on his face:

"Now I can only sleep on the floor."

"Ha, you still want to sleep on the bed and hug someone to listen to the fetal movement..."

"Can't you? That's my son!"

He really thought about it!

"Yo, you even put on a show with me!"

"Yes, I'll show it off. When it's born, I'll show it to you every day."

Bo Feihong smiled lowly, in a rare happy mood.

Although he only stayed for a few nights, because there was a woman in the house muttering over there, his life suddenly became interesting, studying recipes, cleaning, serving tea and water, doing laundry and cooking, It all became interesting.

The feeling of home is so beautiful.

That night, he made another bunk on the floor next to her bed.

Originally, she refused to let it go.

She said: "Bo Feihong, this is my private domain. How can I sleep if you're like this? You've made me lose my privacy... Besides, men and women can't be taught clearly."

As for Bo Feihong, when this person spoke, he either didn't say anything, or he couldn't turn a corner, so he just said this:
"If you are like this now, even if I have the heart, I don't have the courage. Don't worry, in my eyes, you are no different from a man..."

She was so angry that her face turned green, and a pillow was thrown over:
"Bo Feihong, if I were a man, could your seed be planted in my stomach?"

Bo Feihong couldn't keep up the conversation: "..."

He really wanted to slap himself—oh, how can this mouth be so incapable of speaking.

For this reason, she ignored him all night, but fortunately, she didn't drive him away. She didn't start talking to him again until the next day after drinking the porridge he made, and then spent another day in the quarrel.

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

He walked over gently, turned on a small light, looked at it, and stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her tender face, stroke her slippery short hair, and touch her hair that hasn't appeared yet. The belly that came out stretched out, and there was a slamming sound from outside the door, and then, there were footsteps coming towards this side.

"Huihui... Huihui... Your dad and I are here, are you still sleeping? What's wrong with you not going to work these days?"

A woman's voice came over.

Bo Feihong was very sensitive to voices, and he knew it was Yang Jiahui's mother as soon as he heard it.

oh hell...

How did they come?

This is how to do?
The room was not big, and there was nowhere to hide.

Having lived to such an age, Bo Feihong had always been the kind of man who wouldn't blink his eyes when someone held a gun to his forehead. At this moment, he panicked, and his forehead was dripping with sweat.

He stood up bewilderedly, not knowing what to do.

The door opened at the right time, and Yang's mother, Qiu Mizhen, who had a slight smile on her face, saw a man standing beside her daughter's bed, she immediately screamed in shock:
"Yang Pei, come quickly, there are thieves who want to rape Huihui, come quickly, you..."

"What happened?"

Outside the door, Yang Pei, who was going into the kitchen with a freshly baked steamed dumpling in his hand and was about to put it on a plate, dropped the bag and hurried over when he heard the cry.

On the bed, Yang Jiahui was also woken up by her mother's screams, sat up abruptly, and then yelled:
"Thief? How can there be a thief? Where can there be a thief?"

The lights in the room flicked on, and in a daze, she saw Bao Feihong standing beside the bed, and her parents standing in panic at the door.

"I know him, I know him..."

The next moment, Qiu Mizhen, who saw the man's appearance clearly, screamed out. She pointed at the man with her finger, and then pointed at her daughter with a look of shock on her face:

"He's the gangster who sent you back that day, right..."

A hooligan yell made Bao Feihong's expression darken, and Yang Jiahui's whole body froze.

Before she had any reaction, Qiu Mizhen rushed forward:

"Yang Jiahui, get up...you get up right away...

"Do you want to have face, do you want to have face...

"It's hard for you to choose what kind of man, but you chose a rascal for me...

"Today, if I didn't beat you to death, my surname would not be Qiu..."

He rolled up his sleeves and planned to rush over and beat someone up.

Yang Jiahui was so frightened that she quickly jumped up from the bed and hid to the side.

She is a mother, she loses her temper, she is very fierce.

In the past, when I was spanked, I would hit it once, and it would hurt for a while at most, but now I can't - the child in my stomach can't stand a spanking.

Bo Feihong frowned when he saw it, and immediately stopped the aggressive Qiu Mizhen with his body like a door panel:

"Auntie, hit me if you want to hit me...you can't hit Jiahui..."

Of course he wants to protect the child and fuck.

Who would have thought that "Auntie" deeply hurt Qiu Mizhen:
"Who is your aunt, who is your aunt?

"Go away...

"If you don't leave, I'll call the police and catch the hooligans...

"Yang Jiahui, get the hell out of here...

"It's fine if you don't learn to be good once, you come a second time...

"Take care of some unscrupulous people...

"Do you have to lose all my face before you are reconciled..."

Qiu Mizhen wanted to go around and teach that ineffective bad boy of her family a few times, but was stopped by this man several times, and she was so angry that she jumped up and down:
(End of this chapter)

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