ABO: Mr. He's wife is too sweet and clingy

Yi Miao clenched the corners of her clothes tightly, feeling terribly frightened, her heart pounding.

His face turned pale with fright, "I... I'm sorry, I was too careless..." He muttered to himself, trying to coax him, but there was nothing serious about it.

He Xiangyu stroked Yi Miao's hair, and said softly, "It's fine, I'll have to watch it next time." Hugging the man, he gave him a full hug through two thick coats.

Isn't it often said that petting the hair can't scare you?

In He Xiangyu's eyes, Yi Miao is very precious, and he himself can't bear to let this person get bumped. Yi Miao is like a porcelain doll, he doesn't want to, but he doesn't like to talk about it.

Mr. He's face is very important.

The two of them went to the supermarket once, and bought a bunch of miscellaneous things, and basically brought back a bunch of useful and useless things every time they went to the supermarket.

Yi Miao bought six of those little peaches, which creaked and creaked when squeezed, and were neatly placed by Yi Miao on the head of the bed. The pink and white little peaches were made realistically, as if they had just been picked. like.

Yi Miao looked at it and felt a little happier in his heart. After all, in his heart, Mr. He is always the number one, and so is Xiao Bao in his stomach now. No matter whether his marriage life is going well or not, he should be happier .

After all, the child in the stomach can be happier.

When He Xiangyu arrived home, he sorted out his things and bought some dishes when he went out. Usually, Yi Miao was alone at home, but his belly was getting bigger, and occasionally he would still be inconvenient.

He Xiangyu hired a nanny, and on Saturdays and Sundays or when he was too busy to go home, he would call over to cook for Yi Miao, which could be regarded as adding some popularity to the family.

Aunt Sun is said to have brought several Omegas to give birth. She cooks well and is cheerful and talkative. She usually gets along well with Yi Miao. Even Yi Miao wanted to knit a scarf for He Xiangyu a few days ago. I learned from Aunt Sun.

Aunt Sun was busy in the kitchen. When she heard that Yi Miao had basic morning sickness, she quickly prepared a new recipe. When she heard the two of them came back, she hurried out, "Sir, are you back?"

Turning his head, he saw that He Xiangyu was following behind Yi Miao, with a kind light in his eyes, and he was very happy in his heart. Today, the two of them went to the supermarket seriously for a while!

"I've been shopping for so long today. I made some light soup for Miaomiao. If you have any taboos, you must tell aunt. If it doesn't taste good, aunt will give you another dish."

Aunt Sun hurried over to take the bag of vegetables from He Xiangyu's hand. They were all Yi Miao's favorite dishes. Pork rib soup stewed with yam is also delicious, and it would be good to get Yi Miao's favorite blueberry yam.

Aunt Sun likes Yi Miao very much. She feels that this little Omega has a sweet smell, which really makes her like it more and more. She always wants to take care of her in front of her own son. She can't put it down when she touches Yi Miao's bulging belly , Yi Miao was embarrassed, "Aunt Sun's cooking is very good, I like it."

"Look at this kid, his mouth is so sweet."

Aunt Sun turned around and went into the kitchen to close the door to cook. Yi Miao turned around and took off her scarf, and was about to reach out to take off He Xiangyu's coat. He Xiangyu took a step back, "I can do it myself."

"Oh……"

Yi Miao's hand stopped in mid-air, and retracted awkwardly. He Xiangyu took off his coat, hung it on the hanger at the door, and watched Yi Miao sitting on the sofa by himself, picking out a TV series to watch.

He Xiangyu frowned, "You must take off your coat when you go home." He reached out and unbuttoned Yi Miao one by one, "Raise your hand."

Yi Miao obediently raised her hand. Just now she thought that He Xiangyu would not let him touch it, and she felt a little sad. In fact, He Xiangyu didn't want to make him tired. It's not that she doesn't have long hands for trivial things like undressing.

"Otherwise, the clothes are cold, you know?" He Xiangyu's eyes were quite serious, and Yi Miao nodded obediently.

Thinking that there are not many opportunities to go out by myself, except with my husband, it is basically a feat of cooking and zero going out.