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

Gu Xiaoman covered his mouth in a panic, and stood there helplessly, his eyes drifted away, not daring to look at Fu Wenyao.

"come over."

Fu Wenyao took out the bowl from the tray and put it on the table, and looked at Gu Xiaoman with a dull expression.

His face was calm, Gu Xiaoman couldn't see through his thoughts for a while, and swallowed nervously.

Trying to suppress the panic in his heart, Gu Xiaoman moved to the dining table a little bit, tentatively.

"It's so late...you haven't eaten yet?"

Fu Wenyao didn't speak, but still looked at her indifferently.

Meeting his gaze, Gu Xiaoman touched his nose, feeling so guilty that his calves trembled a little.

She dragged her heavy steps into the dining room, stood far away from the dining table, wringing her fingers nervously.

The restaurant was silent for a while, except for the sound of fingers tapping on the table.

One after another, it was like knocking on Gu Xiaoman's heart.

She was so nervous that she almost passed out.

The night wind blew the gauze curtain, and the wet and cold breath swirled on her face. Gu Xiaoman was jittery, drunk, and a little dizzy after realizing it.

The tense nerves were relaxed because of the turbulent drunkenness, she looked around in a daze, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

who I am?where am I?what am i doing?
The familiar restaurant brought a sense of security, she relaxed and looked at Fu Wenyao with blurred eyes.

"I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep first."

Her small face was flushed, her eyes were sparkling, but her eyes were a little blurred, obviously drunk.

Little thing, don't look for him if you have trouble, and eat with other men when you're drunk.

The smiling girl in the window flashed in front of my eyes, and the fire that Fu Wenyao had just suppressed was instantly ignited.

He looked at Gu Xiaoman lightly, and said in a cold voice, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"belch……"

Gu Xiaoman hiccupped a little in shock, and stood up straight suddenly.

Her eyes wandered, as if she was stealing a kitten that was found.

Facing Fu Wenyao's gaze, Gu Xiaoman was confused, with only one thought in his mind.

Fu Wenyao must not let Fu Wenyao know that she is eating out!
As for why Fu Wenyao couldn't let Fu Wenyao know, she blinked, unable to think, and automatically ignored the question.

Thinking of this, Gu Xiaoman tried his best to focus on looking at Fu Wenyao, shook his head, and said in a small voice, "Hi...no...hip...didn't eat."

In normal times, Gu Xiaoman would never have blatantly lied to Fu Wenyao, but now that she was drunk, her thoughts were intermittent, and she couldn't think seriously at all, and she was dealing with it all by instinct.

Fu Wenyao's deep eyes darkened, and he looked at the little wife who opened her eyes and told nonsense with a half-smile.

Little things, not small courage.

Don't tell me you did something wrong, but also learn to lie.

It seems that if I don't punish him well, I'm afraid that tomorrow, even my husband and children will be forgotten!

Fu Wenyao squinted his eyes, pointed to the seat next to him, "Come and sit."

Gu Xiaoman happened to be tired from standing, so he happily sat down next to him, lying on the table, staring at Fu Wenyao with his clear eyes without blinking.

"Wen Yao, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep..."

She was obviously sleepy, her voice was delicate and soft, and the ending was very long.

Fu Wenyao's complexion improved a lot, and he put the chopsticks into her hands unmoved, and said in a cold voice, "Eat while it's hot."

Gu Xiaoman held the chopsticks in a daze, his small face wrinkled into a ball, he picked up two sticks of noodles bitterly, and began to chew with difficulty.

In the previous ten years, she would think of the noodles cooked by her mother from time to time, and she even tried cooking a few times herself.

Obviously Fu Wenyao's taste is almost exactly the same as that of mother's, but she tastes the same as Jue wax.

My stomach is so full that I really can't eat at all, woo woo woo woo woo.

I can't eat it, and if I don't eat it, I'm afraid that Fu Wenyao will never cook for her again after getting angry.

Gu Xiaoman frowned in confusion, the more he thought about it, the sadder he became, tears streaming down his face.

When she frowned, Fu Wenyao's heart softened. Seeing her cry now, his heart was in a mess. He couldn't help but hugged her into his arms and patted her on the back lightly.

"So unpalatable?"

Gu Xiaoman put his arms around his neck, shaking his head like a rattle, "No... woo...it's delicious."

Fearing that Fu Wenyao would not believe it, she looked up at Fu Wenyao and added earnestly, "It's really delicious...the best noodles in the world!"

Seeing Fu Wenyao's expression of disbelief, her eyes turned red with anxiety, she opened her mouth, and said, "It was me...I lied to you."

She grabbed Fu Wenyao's shirt tightly, and lowered her eyes not daring to look at the man.

"I actually ate out. I was so full that I couldn't eat any more."

As she spoke, she quietly raised her eyes to look at Fu Wenyao, met Fu Wenyao's calm eyes, inexplicably panicked, and took Fu Wenyao's hand on her stomach.

"My stomach is already full, I really can't eat anymore..."

The belly under the palm bulged slightly, and Fu Wenyao's dark eyes sank as the girl cried.

When you were pregnant with Xiaoyi, did your stomach feel the same way?Slightly bulging, and it will bulge when the fetus moves?

When Gu Xiaoman was pregnant with Xiaoyi, he was not by his side, which eventually became his biggest regret.

The palms with well-defined knuckles rubbed against Gu Xiaoman's stomach slightly, and the anger in Fu Wenyao's heart dissipated like a deflated balloon.

He patted his little wife on the back and said lightly, "I'm hungry."

"what?"

The little wife raised her head in a daze, with tears still on her eyelashes, she brought the bowl in front of him, and said pitifully, "Then... eat quickly."

Fu Wenyao hugged her and didn't move.

Gu Xiaoman handed the bowl to his eyes suspiciously, tentatively put the egg in his mouth and handed it to his mouth.

Fu Wenyao looked at her indifferently, opened his mouth and took a bite.

Seeing him eating, Gu Xiaoman smiled through tears, and seriously fed the man.

The man is the same as Xiaoyi, as long as he feeds it to his mouth, he will eat it obediently.

The more Gu Xiaoman feeds, the more proficient he becomes. After feeding the whole bowl, he still has something to say.

She put down the bowl, pulled a piece of paper, and wiped Fu Wenyao's mouth habitually.

After wiping, he realized that something was wrong, and when he raised his head, he bumped into Fu Wenyao's deep eyes, which reflected a little surprised himself, Gu Xiaoman's ear tips gradually turned red, and his mind became even more dizzy.

He followed Fu Wenyao back to the bedroom in a daze, and took a bath in a daze.

She flung herself into the big bed, and was about to fall asleep in a daze under the soft quilt.

"Crack."

The door was opened, Gu Xiaoman blinked his eyes, looked at Fu Wenyao who came over with a book, sat up blankly and looked around.

"Huh? Did I sleep in the wrong room?"

Fu Wenyao walked to the bedside, looked at his little wife wrapped in a silkworm chrysalis, and handed her the book ruthlessly.