Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

The corners of Fu Yuhuang's mouth lifted up.

Hearing her say that, it didn't take him to drive over here at five o'clock to wait for her.

"Get in the car first and take you to the East Palace for breakfast." Fu Yuhuang glanced at the car door.

"Is it Donggong?" Mu Qianqian's eyes were bright, and she got into Fu Yuhuang's car and put on her seat belt, "Fu Yuhuang, you are so kind."

Fu Yuhuang glanced at her, "Have you brought the household registration book?"

"Uh... this." Mu Qianqian tugged at the seat belt before speaking.

Fu Yuhuang frowned, "Don't tell me, you forgot about this."

"I didn't forget it. I even set the alarm clock on purpose and only slept for four hours, but Grandpa didn't go out to practice Tai Chi. I didn't have a chance to steal it. At night, when he falls asleep, I will try again." Mu Qian Shallow promise.

"Yeah." Fu Yuhuang responded with a deep voice and looked forward.

Mu Qianqian saw that he was a little unhappy, rested her head on his shoulder, and pointed her index finger, "I dreamed of you yesterday."

"What did I dream of?" Fu Yuhuang asked casually.

"I dreamed that after we got married, the husband gave birth to a baby girl, and then gave birth to a baby boy. The baby girl was holding the baby boy's hand and opened a small shop, hehe."

Fu Yuhuang glanced at her, looked over with his line of sight, and could see her thick eyelashes like feather fans, flickering and flickering, and the corners of her mouth turned up, rosy and charming.

"All day long, I don't know what you're thinking." Fu Yuhuang's words were accusatory, but his tone was doting.

Mu Qianqian looked at him, "Of course it's a dream, it's called thinking every day and having a dream at night."

Fu Yuhuang sneered, "Are you able to think every day? Are you only interested in enjoying?"

Mu Qianqian understood his subtext, her face flushed, and she felt embarrassed.

She shook her body and touched his shoulder lightly, her eyes slyly, "The control of realizing your dream is in your hands. Do you want me to realize it, or not let me realize it?"

Fu Yuhuang felt very comfortable after what she said.

The haze that hadn't stolen the hukou before has vanished.

He stopped the car on the side of the road, leaned over, held her round shoulders, and kissed her soft lips.

Mu Qianqian accepted his kiss, opened her mouth, and let him in.

He grabbed it, sucked into his mouth, sucked her in, and entangled her whole.

However, after only ten seconds of kissing, he let go.

"What's wrong?" Mu Qianqian was puzzled.

Fu Yuhuang cleared his throat, "I'll take you to a place first."

He remembered that there should be one nearby, and had seen it before driving by.

After a while, he found a 24-hour *personal supplies unmanned vending machine.

He took her hand in.

Mu Qianqian had never been to such a place before. Looking at the dazzling array of products, she widened her eyes and said curiously, "I have seen these in the video."

"What do you like?" Fu Yuhuang asked.

Mu Qianqian covered her face and smiled extremely shy, embarrassed, and strange.

She looked at him again and said softly, "Would you like to buy them all?"

Fu Yuhuang: "..."

He knew that she didn't understand anything, and he probably didn't know how to use the things inside and how they felt.

Not everything can be bought here.

She wants a small whip?

Does she want candles?

However, Fu Yuhuang also bought a lot, especially the ones smaller than him.

If she feels comfortable with the one closest to him, then she can also get used to his...