One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

The two people who were laughing did not realize that there was a person standing in a corner, who was greedily watching all of this.

Looking at the smiling faces of the two, Fu Nianchen felt soft inside. After a few years, they all said that time can change everything, and those unforgettable loves will fade away with the passage of time. During those days when Jian Changqing was not around, he I also thought that he was gradually forgetting, but the moment he saw Jian Changqing, he knew that any time, whatever was passing away, was just farting, memory and love, not only did not fade away at all, but swallowed him like a huge wave submerged.

What's worse, he didn't even have the slightest desire to save himself. He wanted to sacrifice himself more urgently and sink into it completely. The only thing he knew was that he was finished, completely finished.

Fu Nianchen clenched his fists tightly, he was afraid that he would not be able to restrain himself from rushing out, and hugged the mother and daughter tightly in his arms, no matter what method he used, he would never let them leave him.

Fu Nianchen's eyes were forced to turn red, and at this moment, a urging voice sounded.

"Teacher Jian." Ding Yan approached, "How will you arrange it later?"

Jian Changqing rushed over as soon as the recording of the show was finished, so he didn't meet Ding Yan either.

"It's getting late now, I want to go home first." Jian Changqing replied.

"Okay then, I'll ask the master to drive." Ding Yan took out her mobile phone and made a call to arrange it. After hanging up, she waited to leave with Jian Changqing.

The three of them walked for a while, and Jian Changqing suddenly stopped. She felt something, turned her head, and looked around, but found nothing.

"What's wrong? Did you leave something behind? Let me get it for you." Ding Yan said thoughtfully.

"It's nothing, let's go." Jian Changqing didn't find anything, but felt that she was overthinking. Just now she always felt that someone was watching her, but she looked around and found no one, probably because she was thinking too much.

The three of them left together, and drove Jian Changqing to send the mother and daughter to the community.

Jian Changqing thanked her, and went upstairs with Pudding.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" When I got home, it was meal time, and the refrigerator at home had all kinds of ingredients, so it was very convenient to eat anything.

When it came to food, Little Pudding remembered the promise she made with Daddy-Long-Legs. She boasted that her mother's cooking was the best in every bite.

"Mom, I want to eat a small cake." Little Pudding hugged Jian Changqing's leg and said coquettishly.

Jian Changqing seldom sees little pudding acting like a baby, almost every time little pudding acts like a baby to herself, she can't resist, immediately nodded and agreed to all her requests, no matter what the request is, she is willing to agree, not to mention, every time little pudding None of the requests were too much trouble.

"Okay, I'll make it for you after dinner later, make more this time, and share it with your friends tomorrow, okay?" Jian Changqing suggested.

Little Pudding nodded with a smile on his face, "I told everyone that the food made by my mother is delicious, even better than everyone else's."

Little Pudding didn't hide the fact that he boasted every mouthful outside.

Jian Changqing smiled fondly, and tapped the tip of her nose lightly with her finger, "Then I have to behave well, and I won't let you lose face in front of your friends."

Little Pudding held his head high, and said seriously, "Just keep to the usual level."