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

A guess flashed in his mind, Gu Xiaoman tightened his hands, his knuckles turned white.

She stared at the number for a long time, and finally couldn't help but dial it out of curiosity.

A mechanical female voice came from the handset: "Hello, the number you dialed is currently in use, please call later..."

Gu Xiaoman's brows were tightly frowned, he got up quickly, held the phone, and almost jogged back to the room.

When he opened the door, he saw Fu Wenyao standing on the balcony answering the phone.

The balcony door was open, and the draft blew past, Gu Xiaoman's short hair was blown up, and his heart cooled down a little.

She clenched her phone tightly, subconsciously walked lightly, and walked towards the balcony little by little.

Fu Wenyao turned his body slightly, with a handsome and handsome profile, thin lips slightly hooked, and a smile on his cold face, even the sharp jaw line seemed to be tinged with tenderness.

Gu Xiaoman stared at Fu Wenyao who was smiling softly at the phone, the blood on his face faded, and his lips were almost bleeding from her bite.

How long has it been since that person called?
One hour?
They've been on the phone for an hour?

Fu Wenyao, who was still talking on the phone on the balcony, didn't notice the little wife in the room at all. He didn't know what was said on the other side. The smile on his face grew wider, his cold eyes softened, and his whole person looked much softer. Not as cold as usual.

Gu Xiaoman looked at his smiling face without blinking, and curled his lips mockingly.

It turned out that he would show such a gentle smile to others.

It turned out that his tenderness did not only belong to him.

It turned out that he would talk so patiently on the phone for so long.

The wind blew short hair onto his face, Gu Xiaoman blinked, and felt that the cold wind seemed to be pouring into his eyes and into his heart.

Otherwise, why are her eyes so sour?
Why does my heart hurt so much?

The wide open door behind him closed with a "bang", Fu Wenyao on the balcony turned his head when he heard the sound, Gu Xiaoman blinked and hurriedly turned around.

Fu Wenyao turned around and saw that Gu Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, with a smile still on the corner of his mouth.

"Little?"

Gu Xiaoman paused, unable to force a smile on Fu Wenyao, and said lightly, "I'm going to take a bath first."

Before Fu Wenyao could answer, she hurried to the bedroom.

"Daddy, is that Mommy?"

Hearing Mommy's voice vaguely, Xiao Yi acted softly, "Daddy, let Mommy answer the phone, I want to talk to Mommy."

Fu Wenyao hummed, and called out to Gu Xiaoman: "Xiao Xiao, wait, do you want to be with..."

What responded to him was the sound of closing the door with a "bang".

Fu Wenyao stood outside the door, frowning, always feeling that something was wrong.

The sound of closing the door was heard on the other side of the phone, and Xiao Yi became anxious immediately, "Daddy, what's the matter, did you make Mommy angry?"

"No."

Fu Wenyao looked at the closed door deeply, his voice was low and gentle.

"It's getting late, dear, go to bed early, good night."

Fu Wenyao's deep and gentle voice came faintly from outside the door, Gu Xiaoman's body froze, and tears rolled down uncontrollably.

After Fu Wenyao said goodnight, he coaxed the other party a few more words, and seemed to be about to hang up the phone.

Gu Xiaoman hurried into the cloakroom, grabbed the nightdress at hand with red eyes and went straight into the bathroom.

As soon as the door was closed, there was a sound of opening the door. She quickly turned on the faucet, and there was a sound of rushing water in the bathroom.

Fu Wenyao walked into the room, heard the sound of water in the bathroom, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Little?"

Gu Xiaoman coughed lightly, making his voice sound normal, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

The little wife's voice was crisp and soft, just like usual. Fu Wenyao squinted his eyes and said lightly, "The fresh milk at home is finished."

Gu Xiaoman's tears fell again, and he raised his voice and replied: "It's okay, then I won't drink."

Hearing the sound of footsteps leaving outside the door, Gu Xiaoman covered his mouth, tears rolling down Dou Da.

It's because she is too self-indulgent. Mr. Fu has been so kind to her during this time, and he thought that Mr. Fu probably, maybe, maybe also liked her a little bit.

Unexpectedly, before she confessed, she ran into Mr. Fu softly coaxing others.

That gentle look was exactly the same as the way he treated her before.

She was broken in love before confessing, she was probably the only one in this world.

But, she really likes, likes, likes Mr. Fu.

Even though she might be just a fish in Mr. Fu's ocean, she still wants to be in Mr. Fu's ocean.

Gu Xiaoman squatted on the ground and cried uncontrollably. After a long time, she wiped away her tears and took a bath with a pale face.

It's because she wants too much. She has already taken the position of Mrs. Fu's wife, which is enough.

Mr. Fu's kindness to her is enough.

From then on, she still recognized her position and kept a distance from Mr. Fu.

She couldn't sink any further, otherwise, when Mr. Fu got tired of her one day and wanted to terminate the contract with her, she might be reluctant to leave Mr. Fu.

That would be too disrespectful and embarrass Mr. Fu too much.

Gu Xiaoman wiped away his tears, and took a bath crying.

Seeing Fu Wenyao sitting on the sofa reading financial magazines after taking a shower, Gu Xiaoman was startled.

Fu Wenyao put on his gold-rimmed glasses again, his hair fell down over his eyebrows, and he undid a few of the top buttons, revealing his collarbone and a small piece of his chest.With long legs crossed, white and slender fingers pinching the paper, just sitting there attracted all of Gu Xiaoman's attention.

His noble and cold demeanor is more attractive than the top male models, Gu Xiaoman's gaze followed Fu Wenyao's glasses chain, and he couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

"finished Wash?"

The man looked up, Gu Xiaoman suddenly woke up, his ears were red.

Realizing that she was fascinated by watching Fu Wenyao just now, she spurned herself in her heart, looked away with difficulty, and nodded with a sullen face.

"Ah."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the dressing table without looking sideways, for fear that he would be seduced by Fu Wenyao's beauty again.

When passing by the sofa, an arm suddenly came up around his waist, Gu Xiaoman swayed in shock, staggered under his feet and bumped into Fu Wenyao.

He sat down on Fu Wenyao's lap.

Gu Xiaoman: "..."

Due to the movement, the thin sling on the little wife's shoulders slipped onto her arms, revealing a small piece of softness on her chest. Fu Wenyao's pupils shrank, and his deep eyes rolled darkly.

The hand on the little wife's waist suddenly tightened, and the lips pressed against the little wife's smooth and white shoulder and kissed lightly, with a hoarse voice.

"Why are you willing to wear this nightdress all of a sudden?"

When he accidentally fell onto Fu Wenyao's lap, Gu Xiaoman's brain seemed to be rusted, and he couldn't turn around for a long time.

Hearing that she subconsciously looked down at the nightdress on her body, and after seeing the nightdress on her body clearly, her eyes widened in shock.