novelhk Chapter 412 I can’t control myself when I’m close to my wife...
Chapter 412 I can’t control myself when I’m close to my wife...
Huo Beimo frowned and asked in confusion: "What else?"
Can he still share a meal with others?
Wen Jiu was immediately elated.
I was about to cry a second ago, but this second, I was suddenly so happy that I almost jumped up.
So, Huo Beimo not only ate the meal she sent, but also bought the CD?
Sure enough, he still liked her cooking.
She pursed her lips, forcing herself not to laugh, and then said, "Do you like the food I cook so much? Then I will give it to you tomorrow."
She didn't want to expose what he said he had already eaten.
"No... no need." Huo Beimo refused.
"Okay... Since you've already eaten, it's a pity to keep this takeaway. Give it to me? Is that okay?" Wen Jiu blinked and asked.
Huo Beimo touched his itchy nose and asked, "Have you not eaten?"
"Well, I'm so hungry."
Huo Beimo took a deep breath, then nodded and said, "You can eat it."
Wen Jiu then sat down unceremoniously in front of his office chair. She opened the takeaway package and ate the meal ordered by Huo Beimo.
She asked while eating: "Why do you keep having nosebleeds recently? Are you suffering from internal heat? There should be nothing wrong with your body, right? Do you want me to check you out later?"
Over the years, when Wen Jiu was treating his face in Nanguo, he had nothing to do and continued to study medical skills. Now his medical skills have improved even more obviously.
There are many factors for nosebleeds, and Wen Jiu couldn't make a conclusion without a detailed examination.
"It's okay. I'll call the doctor to check on you later."
Huo Beimo's tone was as calm as ever, and he refused her to examine him.
In fact, he himself was wondering why he kept having nosebleeds in the past two days.
Even if it was because Wen Jiu was wearing sexy clothing, it would be too exaggerated to spray nosebleeds directly.
At this time, someone knocked on the door again.
"Come in." Huo Beimo responded.
Wen Jiu was sitting and eating relaxedly. When she heard someone coming in, she quickly sat up straighter, but she still had chopsticks in her hands.
The person who walked in was Huo Beimo's assistant. She saw at a glance that Wen Jiu was wearing Huo Beimo's coat, sitting on his president's chair, eating his takeaway.
Sure enough, it has to be Mrs. Huo.
No one else gets this kind of treatment.
After the secretary put the documents on the table, he politely greeted Wen Jiu and then left silently.
Ever since, the secretariat exploded again.
Everyone is gossiping about the scene in Hobeimer's office.
"Really? Are you eating his takeout? And sitting in the president's office chair?"
"Of course! The key point is that Mr. Huo's clothes are all on her. Oh my god! I love her so much! My CP is always there."
"Ahhh! I thought Mrs. Huo's warmth and silence became silent after she was disfigured."
In the office, there are many people who followed the variety show in the past, but they are all fans of the two.
Now, CP fans are celebrating the New Year in place.
"It's okay. I'll go back after eating." Instead, Huo Beimo held his coffee cup and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the endless traffic of all kinds of vehicles on the street.
"Oh!" Wen Jiu puffed his lips.
Always frugal, she ate up all Huo Beimo's takeaway.
Afterwards, although I really wanted to say something to him, this guy was cold and said she didn't look good in her clothes.
It seems that today's plan to get close to her failed.
Wen Jiu had no choice but to carry the garbage bag and said to Huo Beimo, "Beimo, I'm going home then."
"Ah."
"I'll give you the clothes back..."
Wen Jiu planned to take off his coat.
Huo Beimo turned around quickly and said nervously: "You put...put it back on."
"Huh? But it's so dark and such a big coat, it won't look good on me! I don't want to go out dressed like this, others will think there may be something wrong with my brain, right? And it's very hot outside." Wen Jiu said with a look on his face Unwilling.
"Better than nothing."
"What?"
Not wearing it?
In his eyes, does the fact that she is wearing a suspender skirt mean she is not wearing anything at all?
This guy talks too much and deserves a beating.
"Did you live in the Qing Dynasty? Suspender skirts were worn all over the streets..."
"In short, you are not suitable." Huo Beimo said domineeringly.
A tone that was completely non-negotiable.
In desperation, Wen Jiu had no choice but to go back wearing his suit jacket.
When she walked out of the office this time, the staff in the secretarial department looked at her with a clear change.
Everyone's eyes were bright, and they all called her Mrs. Huo.
Wen Jiu then waved to everyone, not realizing there was anything special about him.
After all, Huo Beimo still ignores her, speaks coldly, and has a dark face.
As soon as Wen Jiu stepped forward, the male intern who tried to chat with her was fired.
Although he knew that he might be finished after learning Wen Jiu's identity, he didn't expect that it would be so soon.
Moreover, it's not a small punishment, it's just telling him to get out.
Although he was a returnee from overseas, it was not easy to get into the Huo Group. When he walked out of the Huo Group building with the box in his arms, he felt like crying and regretful.
It was not good to offend anyone, but Mrs. Huo was offended.
All I can say is that he has really good vision.
In the president's office, Huo Beimo was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back.
To this day, my nose is still itchy.
Is there something really wrong with your health?
He made a phone call and called his personal doctor to the office. After learning that Hobeimer had nosebleeds twice in a row and that his nose always felt dry and itchy, he first checked Hobeimer's nose and then asked: "Do you have nosebleeds?" What time is it usually? Morning? Or evening? Or, under what circumstances did it happen?"
"There is no specific time, but..."
"What is it?" the doctor asked.
"When I'm near my wife, I can't help it... my nose bleeds."
"Ah...this!"
Huo Beimo's personal doctor has had close contact with him in the past two years, so he naturally understands his physical condition and emotional state very well.
"Young lady is back?" the doctor asked.
"Ah."
After receiving a positive reply, the doctor, who was over fifty years old, suddenly blushed.
"Is there any estrangement between Mr. Huo and the young mistress? They haven't had sex since they reunited, right?" He continued to ask with a blushing face.
Huo Beimo's face was full of displeasure.
"Are you treating me, or are you gossiping?" He narrowed his dangerous eyes.
"This...this question is really important."
"Yes! We don't have sex." Huo Beimo's eyes flickered.
"Then I know the reason for your nosebleed. Don't worry too much. There is no need for detailed examination... You haven't touched a woman for a long time. After meeting the person you love, it is normal to have a more intense reaction! I I really don’t understand, since you still love me so much, why do you tolerate it? After the couple has sex, the anger in the body is vented, and naturally there will be no more nosebleeds." The doctor answered seriously.