Sweet spoiled wife: Mr. Fu spoiled his wife too much

There was a long breathing sound in his ear, Fu Wenyao looked sideways, and saw Gu Xiaoman was leaning on the back of the chair with half of his body, fast asleep.

Xu Shi didn't sleep very well, she moved a few times, closed her eyes and changed her position, the frown between her brows still didn't loosen.

A low sigh resounded in the car, and the big and slender palm clasped the back of Gu Xiaoman's head, his wrist turned, and Gu Xiaoman fell on Fu Wenyao's shoulder.

Without Fu Wenyao's further movements, Gu Xiaoman has already moved his head spontaneously and found a comfortable position.

Her tightly knit brows gradually loosened, and she rubbed her small head on Fu Wenyao's shoulder in satisfaction, finally turning up the corners of her mouth sweetly.

The atmosphere in the car was inexplicably warm, and the driver slowed down silently. An hour later, the car slowly drove into the parking garage in Bishuiwan.

Uncle Jiang had been waiting at the door for a long time, and when he saw the car stop, he immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.

Seeing the situation in the car, Uncle Jiang picked up the sleeping Xiaoyi tenderly with great insight.

Fu Wenyao strode towards the living room with Gu Xiaoman in his arms, expressionless.

Seeing the husband and the housekeeper sleeping soundly in their arms, the servants in the villa lightened their movements for fear of waking up the madam and the young lady.

Yang You had been waiting in the living room for a long time, and when he heard footsteps, he immediately teased, "Finally brought my sister-in-law back..."

Before he finished speaking, he hissed in fright at Fu Wenyao's cold gaze, and followed Uncle Jiang upstairs with the medicine box in hand.

Fu Wenyao put Xiaoyi on the big bed in the master bedroom, covered her with the quilt, and then walked out of the room lightly.

In the second bedroom, Yang You just took Xiao Yi's temperature.

The little girl was very upbeat, her body temperature was completely normal, except that her little face was a little red, there was nothing wrong with her.

"Don't worry, the little girl is very healthy. If you don't have a fever in the middle of the night, you can get another infusion tomorrow and you will be fine."

Seeing Fu Wenyao coming in, Yang You put away the thermometer and lowered his voice to report Xiaoyi's situation.

Fu Wenyao tucked Xiaoyi's quilt, rubbed her hair, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

"Then I'll go to bed. Call me if you need something. There's still surgery tomorrow morning. That girl Chuchu is very fierce. I have to rush there early in the morning."

Fu Wenyao sat down by the bed, waved his back to him, and didn't even say a word.

Yang You glared at him angrily, lamenting that his life was really hard work.

After being squeezed by Fu Wenyao's cousin, he was squeezed by Fu Wenyao's wife and children.

It's really miserable.

When the door was closing, Yang You inadvertently glanced at the direction of the big bed, just in time to see Fu Wenyao arranging Xiao Yi's hair softly.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little envious of Fu Wenyao.

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Fu Wenyao sat by the bedside of Primary One for half an hour before getting up to leave.

As soon as he left the door, the phone rang suddenly.

The call was from Tao Yan, reminding him of the video conference in 10 minutes.

It was three hours before Fu Wenyao finished his work.

The master bedroom was quiet, the curtains were blown up by the wind, and the air was slightly cool.

Fu Wenyao closed the window with serious eyes, and stood by the bed in two or three steps.

The light in the room was very dim, and only the silhouette of a woman could be vaguely seen.

Fu Wenyao reached out and tapped lightly on the bedside table, the bedside lamp turned on with a "click", and the warm yellow halo instantly dissipated.

The girl's cheeks were abnormally red under the halo, and her hair was soaked in sweat, sticking to her cheeks, fragile and embarrassed.