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

Jian Changqing was a little embarrassed, before she could ask a question, Fu Nianchen next to him was already shaking his hands and shaking his head, his movements were as loud as a drum.

"No no no, don't bother, don't bother at all!"

Jian Changqing rolled his eyes at him, and deeply suspected that the two of them were in collusion to make things difficult for her.

Before she could speak, Little Pudding had already opened his arms and embraced Jian Changqing, buried his whole face in her clothes, and then yelled coquettishly in her arms: "Mom~ Mom~ You can stay here, little Pudding wants you to be with him, but he also wants Daddy Long Legs to be with him, so a fool will choose one of the two. Mom, why don't you just stay..."

Jian Changqing looked at the little person and laughed a little. It really is the same blood, and there is such a tacit understanding.

"Okay, okay, stay with me, can't mom stay with you? Stop acting like a baby, someone is watching." Jian Changqing seldom refuses a child's request. After all, she still feels a little guilty about Pudding in her heart. In the final analysis, it is because of herself , Little Pudding will be bullied.

Hearing such an answer, Little Pudding's eyes lit up "swish", like a night sky filled with stars.Seeing that little pudding was so happy, Jian Changqing didn't want to spoil her interest, so she let little pudding dance happily around her and Fu Nianchen a few times.

Like a conscientious butler, Fu Nianchen took Little Pudding and Jian Changqing around the villa a few times and introduced each room to them.Jian Changqing looked at their former home that hadn't changed in the slightest, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.She still remembers that she bought the vase next to the stairs, that she was busy in the kitchen for Fu Nianchen, that the room where they lived together, that the bed where they breathed deeply...

Jian Changqing didn't know what was wrong with her. She wanted to escape as soon as the words "Fu Nianchen" appeared in front of her, but when she really returned to this little nest where they lived, all that appeared in front of her were memories. , are all those good memories, all sweet.

Jian Changqing, Jian Changqing, you are too disappointing.

Jian Changqing looked at Fu Nianchen who was walking in front of him. His arms were slender and powerful, holding the little pudding steadily.Little Pudding and him were chatting about something, laughing out of a silver bell-like voice from time to time.When Fu Nianchen talked to Little Pudding, he kept smiling warmly.At this moment, Fu Nianchen's arrogance seemed to disappear. Now Fu Nianchen is not the president of Dingsheng Group, nor is he the young master of the Fu family, nor is he a top businessman. He is just a father.

The sun outside the window shines on Fu Nianchen's back through the glass window. He is like a sun, exuding blazing light and heat, very warm...

Jian Changqing followed Fu Nianchen and entered the cloakroom unknowingly.She still remembered that at that time, Fu Nianchen's clothes were chosen by her every day.She still remembered that Fu Nianchen's favorite tie was placed in the second compartment of the drawer.She also remembered that Fu Nianchen didn't like her wearing that shirt with a low collar... Jian Changqing couldn't help but her eyes got wet, she gritted her teeth, she had to hold back, and she couldn't let Little Pudding know.

"Eh? Daddy Long Legs, did you buy this small hat for me?" Little Pudding walked into the cloakroom, where there was a glass cabinet with a lot of baby products...