Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

Mu Qianqian was a little embarrassed, scratched her head, and smiled.

Fu Yuhuang tapped her head, "Look at how stupid you are, dumb? What's your confidence when you say that my mother is your mother?"

"Heroes don't mention the courage of those years." When she thinks about it now, she also thinks where did the courage come from?

"I don't have the courage to call Xianggong now?" Fu Yuhuang asked rhetorically.

"Then we play until nine o'clock, take a bath, go to bed, and don't play too late." Mu Qianqian changed the topic and arranged.

He didn't force her either, just nodded.

knock on the door

"Come in." Fu Yuhuang looked at the door.

Lin Junnan pushed the car in, "Mr. Fu, it's time to eat."

Mu Qianqian followed the dining car.

Lin Junnan glanced at her.

Mu Qianqian glanced back at him.

Lin Junnan smiled, Mr. Mu was still a little girl.

Fu Yuhuang looked at the interaction between them, a little irritable, and frowned, "Junnan, you have worked hard for you today, you should rest early, I don't need you to serve me here."

Lin Junnan shrugged helplessly. He still understands his boss's jealousy. If he stays any longer, if the boss's vinegar jar overturns, he should be out of luck.

He hurriedly withdrew from the room.

"What did Dr. Lin laugh at just now?" Mu Qianqian asked Fu Yuhuang.

Fu Yuhuang's face was gloomy, "You can ignore his smile in the future. If you think his smile is ugly, I will let him cry."

Mu Qianqian thought he was joking, but looking at his serious expression, there was no joking at all.

When Lin Junnan found such a boss, it was time to cry.

However, Mu Qianqian didn't say anything. She opened the lid and found a bowl of pigeon medicinal soup, a plate of fried shredded carrots, a plate of tomatoes and eggs, and a plate of steak and two bowls of rice.

"It looks delicious, was it made by Dr. Lin?" Mu Qianqian was surprised.

"I have a special chef here." Fu Yuhuang explained, sitting at the table.

"Is there a special chef? I want to cook you breakfast tomorrow." Mu Qianqian said seriously.

"Let them do this." Fu Yuhuang eats.

"I promised to make a cake for you before, but I didn't make it. I promised to make soup for you, but I didn't make it. Tomorrow, let me make you a breakfast. The breakfast is simple, I will, I want to make it for you." Mu Qianqian bit her chopsticks and said.

Fu Yuhuang looked at her well-behaved appearance, and he couldn't bear to refuse her request, "Then let me tell the kitchen and let those chefs do it for you."

"Yeah." Mu Qianqian was happy, and took a big mouthful of the rice.

"Slow down, no one is robbing you?" Fu Yuhuang called out and ordered; "Bring two glasses of watermelon juice here."

"I seem to have lost a lot of weight recently. Did you feel smaller when you touched it just now?"

"Pfft. Cough." Fu Yuhuang looked at her helplessly. "Fortunately, it's almost the same as before."

"Fu Yuhuang." Mu Qianqian shouted.

Fu Yuhuang looked at her bright eyes and had a bad feeling, "What's wrong?"

"You, when you lose weight, will you also lose weight?" Mu Qianqian asked curiously.

Fu Yuhuang: "..."

"Also thin?" Mu Qianqian saw that he didn't speak, thinking that she had guessed correctly.

"Qianqian, the only place where men don't grow fat has nothing to do with being fat or thin, so even if they are thin, they will not be small." Fu Yuhuang explained.

Mu Qianqian understood, and lowered her eyes, looking thoughtful...