Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

In the morning, Lu Qiao woke up from his sleep, and when he opened his eyes, it was already daylight.

Sitting up, he rubbed his faintly aching temples first, and then got out of bed to take a shower after he calmed down.

She didn't sleep very well last night. She tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep because of the bed. She woke up very early in the morning, and now she is very dizzy.

He took out the coffee beans from Huo Yan's refrigerator, and made himself a cup of coffee, less sugar, with a bit of sweet taste in the bitterness, which made her very satisfied, and the drowsiness quickly dissipated.

Lu Qiao sat in the living room with a cup of coffee and watched TV, like a lazy cat.

If there is a tail now, I believe her tail must be shaking slowly now.

At least she has been busy working for the Lu Group for too long, and she hardly had time to take a breather. Now that she finally had the opportunity to rest casually, she was lazy to a certain extent, and vowed to make up for the part of the rest time that was lost before. .

After watching an episode of the TV series, she was quite satisfied with the ups and downs of the bloody plot.

After taking a few sips of coffee, I woke up a lot.

With a wet body, Huo Yan came over, wrapped his arms around her, and took the coffee from her hand.

"Coffee can irritate the stomach, especially in the morning on an empty stomach."

He put down his coffee, "I'll make you some porridge."

The posture just now was as if he suddenly reached out and hugged her.

Lu Qiao choked for breath, and reflexively wanted to push him away.

But I didn't expect that before I stretched out my hand, that person had already retracted it wisely.

Lu Qiao turned his head to look at his back with a complicated expression, and then looked at the coffee on the table, after all, he didn't reach out to touch it again.

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Lu Qiao sometimes really doubts whether her cooking skills are all added to Huo Yan, or why she has learned to cook with the chef for so long, but now even Huo Yan can only watch Beginners who cook with recipes are not as good.

Even cooking porridge looks more delicious than her cooking.

Reluctantly, she moved the soup spoon, took a small bowl, and comforted herself, there is always something in her that Huo Yan can't understand.

For example, physiologically, he would not conceive life.

As soon as this idea came up, she thought that she couldn't do it now.

I don't feel any regrets, it's just to save her life, she doesn't live for fertility, in front of life, many things are not as important as she thought.

Lu Qiao just inevitably thought of the child she had lost. There was no mother-child relationship between them, which made her feel pity.

Thinking of that child, the porridge that was delicious has become dull now.

Lu Qiao barely finished eating, wiped the corners of her mouth and said, "Now can you send me away? It's getting late. When you go to Huo's Group, you can drop me back on the way."

"You rest at home, and basically everything you need is prepared at home, so you don't have to go outside to buy it."

Huo Yan said: "If you have anything you want, you can call me, and I will ask the aunt who cleans the house to buy it for you when she passes by."

What he meant was that he didn't intend to let her go out again.

This is actually house arrest in disguise.

Lu Qiao's face suddenly changed, "Huo Yan, what do you mean?"