Super love after marriage: abstinent Mr. Huo flirts with his sleepy pregnant wife

Chapter 322 Can you let me lose once, husband?

After Huo Beimo and Wen Jiu took their places, the director called for the camera to start.

"Rock, scissors, paper." Huo Beimo and Wen Jiu looked at each other.

At home, the two often played this game over who the child would sleep with.

Every time, Wen Jiu wanted the children to sleep together, but Huo Beimo wanted the children to sleep with the aunt for "certain reasons". Due to disagreements, the two could only make a guessing decision.

As a result, Wen Jiu loses every time.

Huo Beimo not only always has the upper hand when doing business in the mall, but he also seems to have insight into Wen Jiu's psychology in the guessing game. When he wants to win, he can win every time.

Therefore, Wen Jiu thought that there was a high probability that she would not win this time.

Unexpectedly, when she produced the cloth, Huo Beimo actually produced a stone.

"Did I win?" She looked in disbelief.

And he was obviously happy.

Everyone around them was excited when they saw Wen Jiu winning.

Especially Ma Zizi, thinking that the good show she wanted to see was finally going to be played.

She wanted to know how Wen Jiu would punish Huo Beimo, whether she hit him or kissed him. Anyway, a man like Huo Beimo who was not easy to get close to at first glance would definitely be angry. It's possible for the entire director team to get angry.

Seeing Wen Jiu's excitement, Huo Beimo smiled fondly, pursed his lips and looked at Wen Jiu, as if he was ready to accept punishment.

When the first three couples were filming, Wen Jiu was only chatting with Huo Beimo and had no idea how they interacted. She only heard the director tell them the rules, and the losing party had to punish the winning party, usually by directly slapping them in the face. .

Wen Jiu raised his hand, hesitated, and out of respect for the rules of the game, slapped Huo Beimo's handsome face, neither lightly nor hard.

After all, she couldn't bear to actually beat Huo Beimo, but since she had participated in the game, she didn't want to break the rules.

Although the slap was neither light nor heavy, everyone was still sweating for Wen Jiu.

Let me ask, who dares to slap Huo Beimo in the face?

He thought that if she beat Huo Beimo in public, he would be angry, but he smiled calmly, looked at Wen Jiu and said, "You hit him so lightly, are you sure it's punishment?"

"Huh? Not heavy enough?"

"That's enough, that's enough. The hit was too hard and I'm afraid your hands will hurt." Huo Beimo continued to smile.

Ma Zizi and the others were stunned by this natural and doting interaction.

The director team was really sweet.

I never expected that the material of Hobeimo's pair was sweeter and more natural, not artificial at all.

The two continued the game.

As a result, Wen Jiu won seven games in a row. She played each game moderately, but Huo Beimo always let her play with a doting smile.

The key is that the seven rounds played by the two of them were just as agreed upon. Wen Jiu played cloth every time, while Huo Beimo played stone.

Wen Jiu is embarrassed to win.

So, she couldn't help but said: "Beimo, why do I always win? I remember when I played guessing at home, I lost every time. Don't tell me that you are deliberately letting me down? You should Don’t you have any skills?”

"Idiot, you like to make a guess every time. You play at home every three days. How can I know?"

"So, you just let me go on purpose?" Wen Jiu frowned.

The two of them were really immersed in playing the game, completely ignoring the presence of the camera at the director's request.

Seeing the interaction between the two, the director almost smiled crookedly.

Ma Zizi and the others all looked surprised. If the interaction between the two was acted, then their acting skills would be so good, far more than the best actor Luo Xu. But if it was not acted, but it would be like this at home. status, doesn’t that mean that the two of them are a real couple privately? True love?

No! She would rather believe that Wen Jiu's superb acting skills and that the two had rehearsed privately, rather than believe that they are a real couple.

She didn't even dare to think about marrying Huo Beimo. With Wen Jiu's status, why should she marry into a wealthy family? Why can I get Huo Beimo's love?

"Don't let me go in the next game." Wen Jiu warned in a low voice.

Then, she thought, it was not good for her to win all the time. She had slapped Huo Beimo so many times. He was the CEO after all. The first time he went on a variety show, he was slapped by his wife all the time. He was afraid of the negative impact.

So this time, Wen Jiu played scissors, but Huo Beimo actually played paper. He seemed to have calculated that Wen Jiu would win this round, but he still let Wen Jiu win.

This time, Wen Jiu couldn't bear to hit Huo Beimo anymore. She raised her hand, patted the air distressedly, and finally, she lightly slapped Huo Beimo on the face.

Ma Zizi and others were extremely disappointed.

After waiting for a long time, before Huo Beimo could get angry at Wen Jiu, he was stuffed with dog food.

Play a guessing game, even if you don't have a kiss, you can still be so sweet, I'm convinced.

The main thing is that the doting look between Huo Beimo's eyebrows and eyes is really amazing.

Under the director's lens, Huo Beimo, who had a handsome face, looked at Wen Jiu affectionately and dotingly. His eyes were magnified countless times, and even the director was amazed that the sweetness was beyond the limit.

"Oh! Can you let me lose a round! My husband." Wen Jiu sighed and almost blurted out.

After all, she was too relaxed with Huo Beimo.

Even when recording a show, he acted very naturally.

"Okay, this time my husband will satisfy you." Huo Beimo smiled.

"rock-paper-scissors!"

Wen Jiu used to play cloth, and Huo Beimo played scissors.

He also made two cuts with ambiguous clicks in the air. In front of Wen Jiu, he had no airs at all, and there was even a bit of lust in his eyes that was hard to conceal.

Yan Xin couldn't help but think that if Huo Beimo looked at her like this, her legs would probably go weak and she would let him do whatever he wanted.

It's a pity that since Huo Beimo joined the group, no one has even seen her carefully dressed.

Looking at Wen Jiu, there was inevitably a hint of envy in his eyes.

But no matter what, we finally waited until Wen Jiu lost.

Ma Zizi sat up straight, ready to watch Huo Beimo punish Wen Jiu.

However, when Huo Beimo saw that he had won, he shrugged apologetically to Wen Jiu, then raised his hand and pinched Wen Jiu's face, treating her face like a soft decompression toy, and pinched her face twice.

Wen Jiu's tender face, in front of the camera, looked as if it had been pinched out of water.

Ma Zizi and others were dumbfounded.

How did you come up with the ambiguous yet non-greasy punishment method of pinching your face? Could it be that the two of them secretly hired a military advisor?

In fact, for Huo Beimo, the wife he finally found was so hard to beat that it was too late to pamper her.

"OK! It's OK, it's OK!" the director shouted in surprise.

He never expected that the group he thought was the most difficult would be passed in one go.

"Mr. Huo, Mrs. Huo, thank you for your hard work." The director wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Only then did he realize that his worries had been in vain.

"It's quite fun." Huo Beimo stood up and said.

When he stood up, he naturally held Wen Jiu's hand.