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

"Have you customized parent-child clothes yet?"

L: ...

She knows it!

She just knew it! ! !

Fu Wenyao is always challenging her bottom line!
"I don't think you want me to be a parent-child costume, you want me to die!"

L kicked out of bed and gritted his teeth at the phone.

"Do you think couture is an assembly line? Once the machine is turned on, it's all right?"

Fu Wenyao clicked on the press release just sent by the public relations department, and said casually, "Didn't you always want a piece of Haisi fabric?"

Haisi cloth is not just a rare cloth, most importantly, only vigo can be made in this world.

Moreover, every time Haisi cloth appeared, it was at an auction.

She remembered that at the last auction, the palm-sized Haisi fabric was sold at a high price of 1000 million.

Thinking of Haisi shining in the sun, L's eyes lit up, and he said reservedly: "I'll check the remaining fabric first, if the remaining fabric is not enough, even if I'm a god, I can't make it. You know, the hem of the skirt The flowers and birds are all embroidered by the best embroiderers, and it takes a year just to embroider."

In Fu Wenyao's cold voice, there was a hint of planning and determination, "It's not like your style to not leave any fabric."

"Deal, I will see Haisi fabric tomorrow morning."

L rolled his eyes, hung up the phone, took the car keys and went straight to the studio.

……

Gu Xiaoman hugged his knees and curled up on the sofa, his mind was in a mess.

In fact, as early as in the lounge, when Cui Xiaojiao pulled out Xiaoyi, Gu Xiaoman guessed that someone would definitely talk about Xiaoyi's life experience because of this.

Xiao Yi is just a child, and these people's minds are so vicious, they don't even let the child's reputation go.

If it was that person, he should be able to protect Xiaoyi from harm.

Recalling everyone's respect for Fu Wenyao at the banquet, Gu Xiaoman rubbed his brows in distress, looked sideways at the little bulge on the bed, and reluctantly admitted that she really lost to Fu Wenyao this time.

Thinking of this, she looked down at the time on her phone, and stared anxiously at the closed door.

Why hasn't Fu Wenyao come up yet?

Doesn't the kitchen have a dishwasher?
Could it be that Fu Wenyao still washes the dishes by himself?

In front of his eyes, Fu Wenyao rolled his sleeves and washed dishes in the sink, Gu Xiaoman pursed his lips, and the tips of his ears turned red silently.

"Crack."

The sound of the door opening interrupted Gu Xiaoman's thoughts of running away, she raised her head slowly, and followed the sound with bright eyes.

Fu Wenyao pushed open the door and met Gu Xiaoman's bright eyes.

The light in the room was dim, the girl curled up on the sofa with her knees hugged, and turned her head following the sound, like a kitten waiting for its owner at last, her clear eyes sparkled.

Gu Xiaoman's ears were reddish, and he was inexplicably uncomfortable. He lowered his legs, sat up straight, and nervously looked at the man who was approaching.

Seeing the man sitting down beside her, she whispered in a strange voice: "Do you... want to take a shower first?"

As soon as the words came out, Gu Xiaoman realized what he had said, his face flushed with shame, and he stumbled to explain, "It's not...I..."

Fu Wenyao looked at her shy look, his deep eyes flickered slightly.

It has been a long time since I saw such a vivid reaction from her. Fu Wenyao's heart moved slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There was a bit of teasing in the man's low voice, "I have dealt with some things, so I delayed the meeting, are you sleepy?"