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

"Fu Wenyao, what are you doing!"

Gu Xiaoman was ashamed and wronged at the same time, so angry that he called Fu Wenyao by his name.

The little wife seemed to be in real pain, and there was a trace of nasal sound in her voice.

Fu Wenyao let go of his teeth, licked gently as if soothing, and his arms firmly held his little wife's slender waist.

"Don't move! If you move again, I will help Xiaoyi realize his wish today!"

Fu Wenyao's voice was deep and threatening, and Gu Xiaoman was stunned.

Wish come true?

what wish?
She was dazed for two seconds before she understood, and immediately her whole body became stiff, and she dared not move again.

Fu Wenyao raised his eyebrows, looking at the little wife who suddenly calmed down in his arms, resting his head on her shoulder.

"So scared?"

The man's voice was low and cold, without a trace of emotion.

The other hand gently touched her lower abdomen through the clothes, Gu Xiaoman was inexplicably ashamed.

"Xiao Xiao, I'm serious."

The deep and mellow voice hit the eardrums, and Gu Xiaoman stared blankly at the hand lingering in her lower abdomen hooking her hand, clasping his fingers domineeringly.

She couldn't help curling her hands, and asked in confusion, "What?"

"Promise Xiaoyi to give her a little brother and little sister, I'm serious."

Gu Xiaoman was stunned by his straight ball.

The man's voice was deep and mellow, his words were clear and precise, and each word hit her heart heavily, like a wind with magical power, just blowing lightly, and the flowers in her heart couldn't wait to sway and bloom one by one.

She stared down at the intertwined fingers of the two people, unable to believe what she had just heard.

But the man thought she wasn't frightened enough, so he pinched her chin and forced her to look into each other's eyes.

Fu Wenyao looked straight at her with dark eyes, and his tone was unprecedentedly serious.

"Xiao Xiao, I want to be your real husband."

His expression was too serious, Gu Xiaoman was flustered, his eyes dodged, "You, you are right now."

Fu Wenyao looked at her deeply, "Xiao Xiao, don't run away, you know what I mean."

Gu Xiaoman's mind was almost muddled, and he didn't dare to think about what Fu Wenyao meant, so he shook his head in a daze, with an innocent expression on his face.

Fu Wenyao was so cute by her appearance, he couldn't help but put a kiss on her forehead.

"Xiao Xiao, I want all of you, your person, your heart, I want you to be complete, and everything belongs to me."

Gu Xiaoman's fingers trembled, his face blushed again, and he whispered uncertainly: "Mr. Fu, are you confessing to me?"

She suppressed the embarrassment in her heart, and looked at Fu Wenyao with her clear eyes without blinking, for fear that Fu Wenyao was lying to her.

The little wife's look of wanting to believe but not being able to believe it deeply hurt Fu Wenyao's heart.

He couldn't help but kissed the corner of his little wife's mouth, suppressed the soreness in his heart, and nodded solemnly.

"Yes, Xiaoxiao, I'm confessing to you."

His lips moved, and after a few seconds, he opened his lips, and said the words that had been churning in his heart in a mysterious way: "Xiao Xiao, I love you!"

I didn't expect to hear these three words from the mouth of Mr. Fu, who is cold and ascetic. Gu Xiaoman opened his eyes wide, watching Fu Wenyao's ears dyed a thin layer of red, his heart was almost pounding. About to jump out of my chest.

The tips of her ears turned red slowly, and she looked straight at Fu Wenyao, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Seeing that Gu Xiaoman didn't speak for a long time, Fu Wenyao's eyes darkened, and his thin lips were tightly pressed.

"you are not willing?"

"no no."

Gu Xiaoman hurriedly waved his hands, took out the phone from his pocket, turned on the recording function, and handed it to Fu Wenyao's lips. His bright eyes were shining, and the tips of his ears were red, looking at him expectantly.

"Mr. Fu, can you repeat what you just said?"

Fu Wenyao's expression froze, and he was confused.

Gu Xiaoman held the phone excitedly, shook his hand coquettishly, and said softly: "It's so beautiful, I don't quite believe it, I'm afraid I'm dreaming. Mr. Fu, just talk about it, okay?" good?"

After understanding what she meant, Fu Wenyao's complexion improved a lot, but he still pursed his lips tightly and refused to speak.

Gu Xiaoman bit her lip, summoned up the courage to kiss him on the cheek, and acted softly.

"Sir, please, just say it again, okay?"

The little wife's voice was soft and waxy, with a long ending, delicate and cute, and Fu Wenyao's eyes moved slightly.

Since he was a child, he has been very bad at expressing his affection for others, let alone talking about love.

I just saw my little wife's insecure appearance, and I was afraid that my little wife would not believe me, so I bit the bullet and said those three words.

Unexpectedly, the little wife wanted him to say it again, but she even wanted to record it.

It's just terrible!

It just so happened that she was his spoiled little wife!

The little wife wants to hear, what else can I do?Continue pampering!
If other children have it, his little wife must have it too!
Fu Wenyao closed his eyes, quietly wiped the wet sweat from his palms on his suit pants, and opened his thin lips lightly against his little wife's expectant gaze.

"Xiao Xiao, I love you! I want to be your family, to take care of you, love you, and protect you for the rest of my life. As long as I am here, I will never let you get hurt in the future. I will always be by your side until death separates us."

Looking at each other, Gu Xiaoman was enveloped by the deep affection and tenderness in his eyes, his heart softened, his eyes were red with emotion, and he muttered softly: "It's like a marriage proposal."

Fu Wenyao looked at her deeply, picked her up quickly and put her on the sofa, got up and strode into the bedroom.

Gu Xiaoman: "..."

Sitting blankly on the sofa, holding the phone that was still recording, she looked dazed.

what's the situation?
Mr. Fu was scared away?
Shocked, lost, wronged, and angry emotions intertwined in his heart, Gu Xiaoman clenched his hands tightly, and angrily slammed the pillow next to him hard.

Oh, what do you say you love me?
She wiped the tears off her face, turned off the phone, thought aggrieved and angrily, never talk to Fu Wenyao again!

"Why are you crying?"

"Leave me alone!"

Gu Xiaoman roared angrily, and turned his back to Fu Wenyao.

Fu Wenyao clutched the ring box in his hand, wondering why his little wife suddenly became angry.

Could it be that you don't want to agree to his marriage proposal?

His eyes flickered, he took out the ring from the box and walked towards Gu Xiaoman.

"Why, do you dislike such a marriage proposal?"

Gu Xiaoman subconsciously shook his head, "No."

Just as she finished speaking, her fingertips suddenly touched something cold, and she wanted to back away in a panic, but the man held his hand tightly, and the delicate ring was slowly put on her finger.

Staring at the pigeon egg ruby ​​diamond ring on his ring finger, Gu Xiaoman was incoherent in shock, "No way, Mr. Fu, you are trying to trick me!"

Fu Wenyao leaned over and kissed her tenderly on the back of her hand, his fingers slid into her fingertips forcefully, interlocking her fingers.

"Put on the ring, she is my wife, the closest family member in my life. I can't regret it, and I can't run away."