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

Fu Nianchen lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly. He looked in one direction and didn't move again. The smoke blurred his face.

If Jian Changqing was here, maybe she would be surprised that the direction he was looking at was not the apartment they were living in now.

However, here is Fu Nianchen.

After one cigarette was burned out, he took out another one and lit it again, but this time, the cigarette was still held between his fingers, and his thoughts had already gone away with Jian Changqing's departure.

He didn't expect that she would come back with the baby.

At the beginning, he was willing to let her go because he knew that no matter how hard he stayed, it would only increase her pain. At that time, she was still pregnant with a child, and she was trying her best to leave her, and he didn't want to see her in such pain. He was afraid that she would be hurt and had to let go.

During the time she left, he regretted the decision to let her go countless times, and couldn't help but want to find her countless times, but when he thought of his original intention of letting go, he held back.

However, now that she is back, right in front of him, all these years of patience have come to naught, only he knows how much effort it took to suppress him, and the first time he saw her, he hugged her tightly arms.

He wanted to tell her that he missed her so much.

Fu Nianchen, who was distracted, didn't realize that the smoke on his finger had burned to the end, even his hand, but he didn't know it and didn't let go.

Suddenly, a light in one of the windows of a building in the community lit up.

Fu Nianchen, who had been unresponsive all this time, started to move.

He also realized that the smoke burned his hand, so he threw away the cigarette between his fingers.

After coming here for a while, Fu Nianchen said to the driver, "Let's go."

The car started and soon disappeared into the night.

And in the direction he looked, a figure came out.

Jian Changqing came home, somehow, she walked to the balcony and looked towards the gate of the community.

It was dark at night, but I could still see something by the light, and there was nothing at the place where she got off the car.

"Mom, what are you looking at?" Little Pudding came over and saw Jian Changqing alone on the balcony.

"It's nothing." Jian Changqing smiled, she didn't know what she was looking at.

"Are you looking at uncle?" Little Pudding also stood on tiptoe, wanting to have a look.

Jian Changqing's face changed, and he didn't want to admit this.

"No, I didn't read it."

Little Pudding tilted her head, she didn't understand why her mother was lying, she was clearly looking at her uncle, why did she deny it?
Little Pudding couldn't figure out such a complicated question.

"Let's go in." Jian Changqing urged, "The night wind is cool, be careful of catching a cold."

Little Pudding obediently followed Jian Changqing back to the house.

But Little Pudding didn't stop talking about Fu Nianchen, "I don't know if uncle got home safely."

Jian Changqing was stunned for a moment, and she asked cautiously, "Do you like that uncle very much?"

Little Pudding nodded without thinking, "I like it!"

Jian Changqing's heart skipped a beat. She didn't expect that just a few meetings would make Little Pudding fall in love with Fu Nianchen so much. Should it be because of blood relationship?Even though they haven't seen each other in these years, they still have a different bond.

This made Jian Changqing panic, she felt that she was about to lose Little Pudding.