My husband disappeared after a flash marriage, but I am pregnant with his child

Two days later, Huo Siqian had recovered and was full of energy.

This incident made Qiao Qin deeply alert, and she decided to hire two more nannies to take better care of the children at home.

The housekeeper was very efficient and quickly shortlisted several candidates. However, the final decision was still in the hands of Qiao Qin, who needed to confirm the candidate herself.

At this moment, several middle-aged women in their forties or fifties were standing in the courtyard. Some of them lowered their eyebrows and looked docile, while others smiled. They were all eager to get the job in the Huo family. After all, the Huo family was a top-tier wealthy family with generous salaries, easy work, and a gentle employer. Such an opportunity was rare.

Qiao Qin stood aside, her eyes wandering among the crowd. She planned to choose two aunts with kind faces and honest personalities.

However, at this moment, her eyes suddenly fixed on a figure in the crowd.

She was a very young girl with a still childish face. She looked over timidly with longing in her eyes.

"Ms. Qiao, I really need this job. I will do my best. Please choose me."

Qiao Qin was stunned for a moment, her mouth slightly open, but before she could say anything, the person opposite her continued to tell her story.

"My name is Qu Guixin, and I'm a student at A University. At home, I have a gambling-addicted stepfather, a bedridden mother, and a younger brother. The pressure on my shoulders is as heavy as a mountain..."

Qu Guixin's words were full of helplessness and bitterness. Her tears slid silently, like pearls from a broken string, dripping onto the ground one by one.

The air around seemed to be frozen by this sadness, and the originally peaceful atmosphere became heavy and depressing.

The butler stood aside with an embarrassed look on his face. He hurriedly stepped forward, trying to diffuse the awkward atmosphere: "I'm so sorry, ma'am, I didn't expect to disturb your mood. I'll ask her to leave right away."

"and many more."

Qiao Qin frowned slightly and interrupted the housekeeper. A complex emotion flashed in her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

Finally, she softened and said, "Let her stay."

As night fell, Qiao Qin specially introduced two new nannies to Huo Yan.

Huo Yan's gaze lingered on the young Qu Guixin for a moment, then moved away without leaving a trace, and said in a calm voice: "These trivial matters, you decide."

The corners of Qiao Qin's lips curled up in a sweet arc, and her eyes flashed with satisfaction and love for Huo Yan: "You are always so considerate, it's great."

Huo Yan gently ruffled her hair, his eyes full of doting smiles: "I am your husband, so I must treat you well."

Qiao Qin lowered her head slightly, with a faint blush on both sides of her cheeks, like clouds in the sunset, shy and beautiful.

The warmth of dinner had not yet dissipated, and she hurried back to her room to take a bath to wash away the day's fatigue. However, when she was changing her clothes, she accidentally tripped over her clothes, and her body swayed violently, and she almost fell to the ground.

She was startled and subconsciously stretched out her arms, holding tightly onto the wall beside her, barely able to steady her body.

During this process, Qiao Qin couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

"what!"

This soft cry, like clear stream rippling in the quiet forest, broke the tranquility of the room.

Huo Yan was standing outside the door. He heard it clearly, his heart tightened, and he immediately pushed open the door.

His eyes met Qiao Qin's, and at that moment, time seemed to freeze. Their sights intertwined in the air, as if an invisible force was quietly transmitting.

There was a flash of surprise and shyness in Qiao Qin's eyes, while Huo Yan's eyes revealed deep concern and worry.

The atmosphere in the room was subtle and tense, yet it also carried an indescribable warmth and sweetness. The heartbeats of the two intertwined in the quiet air, as if playing a beautiful piece of music.

The bathroom was filled with mist, like a dream.

Qiao Qin's clothes were only half on, and her exposed skin was like the first snow in winter, pure and attractive. The half-covered skin added a bit of mysterious temptation, making people feel distracted.

A blush instantly rushed over Qiao Qin's face. She was at a loss and in a panic, she didn't know what to do or which part of her body to cover.

Although she and Huo Yan were already husband and wife and had made love together, that night in her memory seemed like a distant past, so vague that it was almost forgotten.

She bit her lip, mustered up her courage, and said in a trembling voice: "Well, can you please go out for a while?"

Huo Yan was slightly stunned when he heard this, his eyes fell deeply on her, his voice was as hoarse as the fallen leaves in autumn: "Well, I'm outside, call me if you need anything."

He turned and left, his back looming in the mist, leaving Qiao Qin alone in the dimness of the bathroom, trying to calm her panicked heartbeat.

After a while.

Qiao Qin's rapid breathing gradually calmed down, and the blush on her face receded like the tide, returning to her original clarity.

She mustered up her courage, gently pushed open the bathroom door, and stepped into the quiet bedroom. However, the scene before her made her heart beat faster again.

Huo Yan was still sitting there, like a quiet mountain, firmly occupying her bed.

The collar of his shirt was slightly open, revealing an alluring clavicle line. Under the dim light, it seemed to emit a faint golden light. His eyes were as deep as the sea, and they were cast over at an angle, as if to suck her whole body into the endless abyss.

A deep and pleasant male voice rang in my ears.

"Can I stay today?"

Qiao Qin's heart trembled, and she subconsciously avoided his sight, her voice as small as a mosquito: "Whatever, whatever you want."

This was originally the villa under Huo Yan's name, so of course he could sleep wherever he wanted.

As the night deepens, the cold moon hangs high in the sky. The moonlight shines into the house through the window, adding a bit of mystery and romance to the entire space.

Qiao Qin's heartbeat was particularly clear in the silent night. She tried to calm herself down but found that she had no control at all.

Huo Yan looked at her flustered and shy appearance, and a ripple appeared in his heart. He pulled her into his arms, and clasped his big, broad hands tightly around her waist. The unique hormonal scent of a man surrounded her.

Qiao Qin's body suddenly stiffened.

Followed by.

"Don't be afraid, I won't touch you." Huo Yan leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Your body can't bear it now, but you will recover after a while."