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

Gu Xiaoman was moved in his heart, and looked at Fu Wenyao softly, "All the fragrances shake off Du Xuanyan, and take all the charm to Xiaoyuan. It's so bright and beautiful, Xiaoyi will definitely like it."

Fu Wenyao curled his lips slightly, and looked at her with his deep eyes, his handsome face carried a mysterious temptation in the dark.

Gu Xiaoman's heart felt numb when he saw him, and he looked away in a panic, "I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep first."

As she spoke, she yawned sleepily, rubbed her eyes and ran into the room quickly.

Fu Wenyao looked at the back of her fleeing, and followed her into the room with a smile.

Until he retracted into the quilt, the heat on Gu Xiaoman's face hadn't subsided yet, but he couldn't help but pay attention to the man's movements.

Seeing the man walking straight towards the door, she stopped Fu Wenyao in a strange way.

"you……"

"Ok?"

Fu Wenyao stopped and looked back at her.

Gu Xiaoman grabbed the quilt nervously, and after a few seconds of silence, he finally mustered up his courage and whispered: "Xiaoyi won't see you tomorrow morning, I'm afraid he will cry."

Fu Wenyao was silent for a few seconds, strode to the bedside, and when Gu Xiaoman was in a daze, he suddenly leaned over and kissed her forehead lightly.

Gu Xiaoman blushed in shock, curled up her toes shrunk under the quilt in shame, wishing she could hide under the quilt.

Seeing her trembling eyelashes and blushing face, the corners of Fu Wenyao's mouth curled up slightly, and his voice was low and charming.

"Hey, go to bed first. I'll go downstairs and take a shower and I'll be back."

Only then did Gu Xiaoman understand what he meant, he was so ashamed that he almost exploded, and he shrank into the quilt suddenly.

After several seconds, a small "hmm" came out from under the quilt.

The smile in the man's eyes was even wider, he glanced at her deeply, and walked out of the room quickly.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Gu Xiaoman tentatively opened a crack, and after confirming that Fu Wenyao was no longer in the room, he poked his head out from under the quilt and rubbed his face fiercely.

Was she cursed tonight?
Why are you always ashamed in front of Fu Wenyao! ! !

With a blushing face, a groundhog screamed in her heart, and she finally calmed down, looked sideways at the sleeping Xiao Yi, and gently kissed her on the face.

"Baby, you have a great name, Fu Xuanyan, Fu Xuanyan, doesn't it sound nice? Your father gave it to you, it sounds very...beautiful..."

Before she finished speaking, her eyelids were really heavy. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

When Fu Wenyao came back from the shower, he saw the big bed, one big and one small fast asleep.

The room was so quiet, only the sound of shallow breathing remained, and the warm yellow light of the night light outlined a soft outline on Gu Xiaoman's face.

Fu Wenyao looked at them deeply, his cold eyes were as soft and bright as snow melting in the sun.

After that car accident, he never had such a peaceful and warm feeling.

Unexpectedly, after many years, on this remote island, he actually found the feeling of home again.

And all of this was brought to him by Gu Xiaoman.

Fu Wenyao's eyes flashed with joy, and he lay down on the bed, wrapped his long arms around, and hugged his treasure tightly.

The little man shrank into his arms, smacked his mouth and continued to sleep.

On the contrary, Gu Xiaoman muttered dissatisfiedly, struggling to avoid his arm.

The man's deep eyes were stained with a smile, and he patted her on the back lightly a few times as if coaxing a child. Gu Xiaoman couldn't break free, frowned and found a comfortable position, and fell asleep again.