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

She just wanted to apologize, why is it so difficult!

Gu Xiao angrily turned off the light at hand, opened his eyes in the darkness, and had no intention of falling asleep.

There was one thing in his mind, the more Gu Xiaoman thought about it, the more irritable he became, he turned over and looked at Fu Wenyao with bright eyes.

The mattress in the room she bought was very good at the time, and the movement caused by turning over would not affect Fu Wenyao at all.

What's more, there is still a distance between her and Fu Wenyao that can almost lie down two people.

Gu Xiaoman looked at it for a while, then turned over and lay down again, closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep.

Since Mr. Fu is already asleep, why not talk about it tomorrow.

After more than ten minutes, Gu Xiaoman sighed and opened his eyes from the darkness.

Sure enough, I still couldn't sleep.

She plucked up her courage, moved quietly towards Fu Wenyao, and whispered with courage and courage: "Mr. Fu, are you asleep?"

After the words fell, Gu Xiaoman was like a little rabbit hiding in a hole, pricking up his ears to listen carefully to what Fu Wenyao was doing.

When she didn't hear the answer, she involuntarily moved towards Fu Wenyao again.

"Mr. Fu?"

"Mr. Fu?"

Gu Xiaoman asked in a low voice, moving a little beside Fu Wenyao every time he asked a question.

With his eyes closed, Fu Wenyao listened to the soft voice of his little wife against the rustling background, tapped lightly on the sheet with his hand under the quilt, and pursed his lips without making a sound.

Gu Xiaoman moved until he could touch Fu Wenyao with his outstretched hand, and finally stopped.

The hand under the quilt carefully poked Fu Wenyao's arm, and Gu Xiaoman softly called out again: "Mr. Fu?"

"Mr. Fu, wake up, I have something to tell you."

The man seemed to be in a deep sleep with no movement.

Gu Xiaoman pursed his lips, poked Fu Wenyao's arm stubbornly with his hands under the quilt, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Fu, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kept you waiting so long."

"I was drawing to a key point at the time, and I was afraid that I would lose my inspiration when I stopped painting, and I would not find the feeling next time. That's why I forgot what I told you to wait."

"Mr. Fu, I'm really really sorry, it's my fault."

She didn't know when she grabbed Fu Wenyao's clothes with her fingers, twisted the clothes in her hands subconsciously, and apologized softly with her eyes open.

A man who is "already asleep" will naturally not respond to her.

Not knowing if the darkness gave her a sense of security, Gu Xiaoman grabbed Fu Wenyao's clothes and couldn't help pouring out the words hidden in her heart.

"Mr. Fu, do you know? My mother is the only one in this world who still thinks about me when she is still angry with me. After my mother left for so many years, you are the only one who cares about me when she is still angry with me." Yes. Thank you very much, Mr. Fu, that bowl of noodles is really delicious, the most delicious noodles in the world."

What responded to her was still a long silence, Gu Xiaoman bit his lip, feeling a sudden panic and grievance in his heart.

She tightly clutched Fu Wenyao's clothes, lowered her eyelids, and said in a small voice: "Mr. Fu, can you not be angry with me? Or, you can punish me however you want, and don't deliberately alienate me, okay?"

After saying that, Gu Xiaoman curled up his legs and shrank into the quilt.

"Mr. Fu, I'm so scared."

I was afraid that Fu Wenyao would get angry with her, alienate her, avoid her, and finally drift away.

I am afraid that Mr. Fu will leave her forever just like his mother.

I'm afraid that in the future, no one will spoil her like Mr. Fu.

The little wife's voice is low and soft, like a bubble, which is fragile and will burst when touched, which makes people feel distressed.

Fu Wenyao moved his hands under the quilt, and the cautious voice of his little wife came from his ear.

She said: "Mr. Fu, although I earn very little now, it may not be enough to buy you a watch strap. But you believe me, I will work very hard, and I will definitely earn a lot of money in the future. Buy a limited edition Patek Philippe watch."

Gu Xiaoman whispered a heavy promise, her fingertips trembled, she quietly let go of the tightly clenched clothes, her trembling fingertips slid down, and hooked Fu Wenyao's little finger.

"Mr. Fu, don't leave me."

Her voice was very soft, and a light gust of wind blew it away.

But Fu Wenyao could hear it clearly, and even heard the trembling, fear and grievance in his little wife's soft voice.

Gu Xiaoman hooked Fu Wenyao's hand, took a deep breath, withdrew his hand, clenched into a fist and waved to cheer himself up.

"It's okay, Xiaoman, you can do it."

Fu Wenyao, who was about to wake up calmly: "..."

After the little wife encouraged herself, she seemed to be rustling to the side again. Fu Wenyao raised her eyebrows and coughed lightly.

Gu Xiaoman was startled, subconsciously held his breath, blinked his big eyes and looked at Fu Wenyao without blinking.

Seeing that Fu Wenyao didn't open her eyes, she breathed a sigh of relief, turned around slightly, and was about to move to the side when a warm and firm arm suddenly came up around her waist.

"You haven't slept yet?"

The man's voice was hoarse just after waking up, Gu Xiaoman wondered in a daze that his ears were about to become pregnant.

The warm breath sprayed on the earlobe, and her white ears were instantly stained with a thin layer of red, and her feet rubbed helplessly under the quilt.

"Sleep, sleep."

In order to prove his words, Gu Xiaoman closed his eyes in a panic, pretending to be asleep.

Fu Wenyao looked at the little wife who was deceiving her with a funny face, and chuckled happily.

"Can you still hear me when you're asleep?"

"That's right! I just didn't sleep, and I lied to you on purpose. I'm a bad guy. Not only did I keep you waiting for three hours and 10 minutes on purpose, but I also lied to you now! It's all my fault. I'm a big bad guy. I can Yet?"

Gu Xiaoman spoke as if he had been greatly wronged, his eyes brushed and flowed out from the eye sockets, forming a large water stain on the pillow.

She doesn't know what's wrong with herself, she has already comforted herself, even if Fu Wenyao alienates her, it doesn't matter, she still has Xiaoyi, she can take good care of herself and Xiaoyi now.

Obviously she had thought it all over, why did Fu Wenyao suddenly want to speak again?
Did Fu Wenyao hear all those words before?Did he deliberately not answer her?
Is it because you will alienate her in the future, so you ignore her on purpose?

The more Gu Xiaoman thought about it, the more wronged he became, biting his lips and crying silently, only his shoulders twitched.

Fu Wenyao tightened his arms and took his silently crying little wife into his arms.

With the warm and generous chest pressed against his back, Gu Xiaoman bit his lip, crying more and more fiercely, and finally whimpered directly.

"Did you hear it all just now?"

Fu Wenyao moved his fingers, not sure what his little wife meant, and didn't know whether to answer or not.

The people behind him didn't answer for a long time, Gu Xiaoman knew that he heard it, and his heart suddenly burst into flames.

She wiped her wet face angrily, and bluffed: "Since Boss Fu heard it, I won't repeat it."

"Whether a man or a woman is in love with each other, please respect Mr. Fu!"