"You're just awesome, right?"

My wife Arashi chuckled, and before Hojo Makoto broke out, she changed the subject and said, "I'm hungry."

"Is it useful to tell me?" Hojo Makoto said angrily, "Do you still expect me to cook for you?"

"He wants to eat, too."

My wife Lan rubbed her lower abdomen.

“There is no ‘he’!”

Makoto Hojo wants to scold people.

"My little baby is so pitiful."

My wife Lan murmured with a sad face.

"Enough..."

Makoto Hojo interrupted her pretending with a split headache, laughed coldly, and said, "If you insist on pretending, then I will cooperate with you. How about cooking celery porridge for you?"

He knew that my wife Lan couldn't eat celery and coriander.

"Why do I have to eat your dark food?"

My wife Lan said expressionlessly: "Just buy some fruit for me downstairs."

"How can that be done?" Hojo Makoto rubbed her little face, "You need nutrition now."

He would not show my wife Lan a good look until she went to the hospital tomorrow to get the results. There were ways to torture her.

So Makoto Hojo went downstairs to buy dishes she didn't like, cooked a pot of nutritious porridge, and admired her ugly face in revenge.

She couldn't ask her to drink with a child who didn't know if it existed.

"Eat, why don't you?"

Makoto Hojo pushed the hot celery lean meat porridge in front of her.

"Do you think I'll care about this level of harm?"

My wife Lan picked up the bowl with a cold face, handed it to her mouth and took a sip, then frowned and picked up the spoon and ate slowly.

"That's right. It's not good to pick on food. I want to correct your bad habits."

Makoto Hojo played with the ends of her hair.

"You are so funny when you pretend to be calm."

My wife Lan glanced at him.

"Eat yours."

Makoto Hojo didn't care about her ridicule, and looked at her abdomen with his eyes flowing, and a guess in his heart gradually improved.

After having lunch with my wife Arashi, Makoto Hojo did not plan to go back, but stayed at her house.

Although he really wanted to educate her on sticks, he still didn't do this as a person. Let her know what cruelty is later tomorrow.

"I'll stay here tonight."

After nightfall, Hojo Makoto said to my wife Arashi, who was reading a book.

“I only have one room here.”

My wife Arashi shifted her eyes from the pages of her hand to Makoto Hojo.

“But the bed is double.”

Hojo Makoto added the way.

"Can you promise not to infringe on me?"

My wife Lan stared at him.

"I can bear it until tomorrow."

Makoto Hojo is not interested at all now.

"Then you won't have a chance."

My wife Aram curled her lips and looked at Hojo Castle with great interest, saying, "If you give up revenge like this, it will make me feel bored."

"Just just stop for a while and watch your poor performance, which will make you cry afterwards."

Hojo Castle said in a cold tone, then stood up and picked up my wife Arashi and walked towards the bathroom.

"what are you up to?"

My wife Lan said lazyly.

"Take a bath and sleep."

Hojo Castle said calmly.

"oh."

My wife Lan responded, and there was no resistance on her delicate little face, and she leaned her head against his chest as if she was used to it.

Makoto Hojo did nothing to him. After taking a shower in a regular manner, he came to her room and lay down.

He hugged my wife Lan, who was only wearing a bottom coat, in his arms.

"It seems that I have corrected your wrong aesthetic view."

My wife Lan said mockingly.

"wrong."

Hojo Makoto said in her ear, "I don't have any strict requirements on size. I don't mind spectacular or small. This is my broad mindset."

"Just just say you're good."

My wife Lan nodded in a clear way.

"Let's change the topic."

Makoto Hojo moved his subordinates to her weak belly, "My wife classmate, I actually have unrealistic fantasies about you."

"Then you don't need to say it."

My wife Lan said in a casual tone.

"I want to tell you."

Hojo Castle whispered: "You have never been adorable in my heart. I have thought about changing your bad ideas, but after trying it I know it's unlikely."

My wife Lan listened to him without saying a word.

"But this time I seem to see hope?"

Hojo Castle continued: "You actually said you want to be a mother? I thought no one in this world could make you take it to heart. Is this your weakness?

Just kidding."

As he said this, he suddenly turned his mind, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Tell me, are you pretending to be right? I don't believe that the brilliance of motherhood will appear on you."

Responding to his response was the steady breathing of my wife Lan.

Hojo Castle flattened her lips without waking her up. She buried her face between her hair, sniffing the cool breath of the unique mint candy on her body and closed her eyes.

He fell into a dream with anxiety. Fortunately, he didn't have nightmares that night, and he woke up naturally in the morning before the alarm clock rang.

"You have some domestic violence."

My wife Arashi had a cold face early in the morning. What she had placed in front of her was the bitter melon porridge prepared for him by Makoto Hojo, which looked very delicious.

"Don't talk nonsense, you are not my family, I'm attacking my opponent."

Makoto Hojo drank a bitter porridge, "If I can eat it, you can eat it. Don't waste time. I'll take you to the hospital to reveal your true colors later."

"I'll tell the kid his dad is a scum."

My wife, Lan, picked up the bowl with a cold face.

"Do you still have to pretend?"

Makoto Hojo's face froze. Although he didn't believe that my wife Arashi was pregnant in his heart, he would still be upset when she mentioned "dad" or something.

"You don't have to ignore me. I never said I should be held responsible. Isn't it great to treat this as a revenge on me?"

My wife Arashi elegantly wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, looked at Makoto Hojo calmly, and said, "Why do you want to make things so complicated?"

"Do you think I don't want to?"

Makoto Hojo's eyes twitched: "I'm more worried about playing a scene with you about the cute baby in the girl comics looking for a father."

"Puchi!"

My wife Arashi couldn't help laughing. The stunning surprise when the corners of her mouth were raised made Hojo Makoto stunned for a moment, and then he said angrily: "Why are you laughing at?"

"Don't you realize how stupid you said?"

My wife Lan said mockingly.
To be continued...