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

Gu Xiaoman moved his fingers on the sofa subconsciously, trying to cover up: "I didn't wait for you."

"It seems that I am being sentimental."

Seeing the man's handsome face with a smile, Gu Xiaoman's ears turned red in embarrassment.

For some reason, when Fu Wenyao came back, she didn't know how to speak for a while.

Seeing the man getting up to take a shower, she got up anxiously, her bright eyes were stained with eagerness, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to grab the man's sleeve.

Fu Wenyao paused his footsteps, narrowed his eyes and looked at the thin white fingers holding the corner of his clothes.

Probably because of nervousness, the girl clenched tightly, her knuckles were bent, and her fingertips were faintly white.

The apex of the heart is so soft that it is a mess.

Fu Wenyao's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and his eyes moved up. Looking at Gu Xiaoman's hesitant to speak, a dark light flashed in his deep eyes.

The expectation in the girl's eyes was too obvious, he couldn't help reaching out and rubbing her head, his voice was unprecedentedly gentle.

"Have something to say to me?"

"Uh-huh."

Gu Xiaoman nodded eagerly, pointed to the balcony, and whispered: "There is something I want to tell you, shall we go to the balcony to talk?"

"it is good."

Fu Wenyao nodded, and followed Gu Xiaoman to the balcony.

"Daddy?"

From the big bed came the sound of Xiaoyi's milky sleepy voice, Fu Wenyao was startled suddenly, and looked at Xiaoyi with a smile.

Just in time to see the little man turn over and kick the quilt away.

The smile in his eyes deepened, he walked to the bed, and gently tucked the quilt for the little man.

Realizing that Fu Wenyao didn't follow, Gu Xiaoman turned around in astonishment, just in time to see this scene.

The room was bright and dim, and the little man was lying on the pillow, his face flushed from sleep.The man sitting by the bed patted her on the back gently.

The man's always sharp eyebrows and eyes were outlined with a gentle outline by the warm yellow light, and his eyes were gentle as if looking at diluted treasures.

Even though he knew that Fu Wenyao loved Xiaoyi very much, seeing such a warm scene, Gu Xiaoman still couldn't help feeling sour in his heart.

This is probably the fatherly love that Xiao Yi dreams of.

Except for Fu Wenyao, no one can give Xiaoyi any more.

Seeing Fu Wenyao with a gentle expression, Gu Xiaoman's eyes were flushed, and he suddenly felt relieved.

For the first time, she admitted in her heart that Fu Wenyao was Xiaoyi's father.

And finally understand that no matter how much she denies it, it can't change the established fact that Fu Wenyao is Xiaoyi's father.

She will never be able to erase this established fact, and accordingly, Fu Wenyao will never be able to change that she is Xiaoyi's biological mother.

Besides, Fu Wenyao is not an arrogant and unreasonable person, and he would never let her and Xiaoyi separate without their consent.

That being the case, what is she afraid of?

The haze that had been lingering in his heart suddenly dissipated, and the boulder hanging over his heart finally fell to the ground. Gu Xiaoman took a deep breath, turned around and looked at the rushing waves in the distance, feeling relaxed all over.

The night wind came and it was unexpectedly cold, Gu Xiaoman rubbed his arms.

There was a sudden warmth on her shoulders, she looked back in astonishment, and stared blankly at Fu Wenyao who gave her the clothes.

The man's eyes are focused and his expression is gentle, as if he is doing the most important thing.

He was still wearing the shirt and trousers at the dinner party, but he didn't have the slightest indifference at the dinner party, and his gentleness almost made people intoxicated.

No wonder it attracts celebrities.

Gu Xiaoman looked at him obsessively, feeling a little absent-minded for a while.