Mr. said the sugar cake is not as sweet as me

As soon as Fu Qingyang went back to the restaurant, he saw his baby, crying out of breath, surrounded by helpless people.From a distance, it looks like a silly rabbit falling into a wolf's den.

"Pomelo?"

Fu Qingyang hurried over, rubbed Youyou's little head, leaned over and kissed those white and soft lips, wet and salty.

Unexpectedly, a kiss didn't play a soothing role, and he frightened his pomelo, sobbing and crying even more sadly.

"What's going on?" Fu Qingyang frowned and asked in a low voice.

Fang Ningning was terrified by the boss's icy stare, and quickly stuttered to explain: "I, I talked to Youyou about my boyfriend, and Youyou just cried... ...."

Fang Ningning scratched her head, feeling numb.

Fu Qingyang glanced at her coldly, then his eyes fell back again, and he was grabbing his clothes and knocking off the little pearl pomelo.

The filming of the show was still going on, and there were so many people around, Fu Qingyang greeted Director Wang, and took Youbao to find a quiet and empty box.The man leaned on the sofa, stretched his arms around Youbao, and let him sit on his lap.

Holding a handkerchief, Fu Qingyang patiently helped Youyou wipe away her tears and blow her nose.After Xiaoyuzi wet three handkerchiefs with tears, she sobbed and groaned, her fluffy head arching and arching in her husband's arms.

"Youbao isn't crying anymore?"

Fu Qingyang had a doting smile on his lips, and his voice was soft.After hearing this, Youbao pursed his mouth in grievance, his amber eyes were watery from crying, and the end of his eyes was also stained with a thin warm red.

"Woo... old, old fruit, sure enough... and, and pomelo, no... no emotional hotness, woo woo... big pig's trotters, woo ~"

Youbao, which has a rich vocabulary, can be learned and used immediately.

Although the simple little Youzi didn't know what "big pig's hooves" meant, but Youbao somehow understood Fang Ningning's tone when he said these four words just now.

But after youyou said the big pig's hoof in front of her husband, she regretted it sadly, and the crystal tears rolled down even more fiercely.

"No, it's not da... Husband no, it's not big pig's trotters, hooves, hoots... pomelo... pomelo's husband, the most, the hottest... ...No, no, no, no, I don't like pomelo... woo woo!"

While crying, Xiaoyouzi stretched out her paws to wipe away her tears, but her eyes were not good, and she kept dropping little golden peas.

Youyou simply abandoned herself and buried herself in her husband's arms, wiping all her snot and tears on her husband's clean clothes.

Fu Qingyang has no obsession with cleanliness with her little one.

The man didn't even look at the shirt that was wrinkled and wet by Youyou, the arms around the small soft waist were slightly tightened, and the other big hand stroked Youyou's back to help him relax.

"Youbao stop crying, stop crying, be good."

Fu Qingyang was a little impatient, he was not a sweet talker.It's the first time a man realizes that he, too, has a stupid mouth.

and......

What big pig's trotter? ? ?

Mr. Fu, who is already 28, doesn't understand the young people's words.

Fortunately, the man understood the first half of the sentence.

"Husband and Youbao don't have feelings anymore? What are you thinking about in your little head, huh? Youbao is obedient, don't talk nonsense."

Little Yuzu sniffed delicately.

"Woo~youyoucai, I'm not talking nonsense..." My husband just doesn't like youyouyou spicy, but youyouyou are, there is evidence!

The unhappy Youbao moaned and leaned against the man's arms.Little Yuzi didn't even realize that she was spoiled by her husband and became a willful and squeamish little temper.Fu Qingyang knew it.

"Okay, Youbao is not talking nonsense." Fu Qingyang smiled lightly and tapped Youyou's soft lips with his fingertips, with a gentle voice, "Can Youbao tell your husband now why you were crying just now?"

Little Yuzi felt comfortable crying, she nestled obediently in her husband's arms, twisted her little butt, adjusted to a more comfortable angle, and hugged her husband dependently: "Well...husband and Youyou, yes... ...has it entered a cold... cold period...?"

Fu Qingyang frowned fiercely, and his tone became much colder.

"Who talked nonsense in front of Youbao?"

The man's first reaction was that someone was talking nonsense to Youbao.

Youyou raised her head, her soft and waxy voice was faintly choked with sobs: "No, there's no one... Youyou, I think about it~"

A trace of helplessness appeared on Fu Qingyang's brows, but the coldness all over his body dissipated a lot.The man held the back of Youbao's head and slightly pressed against himself, lowering his head to cover those cute and seductive soft white lips.

From the gentleness at the beginning, gradually domineering and hasty.

Fu Qingyang hugged the grapefruit in his arms even tighter, with terrifying strength, as if he wanted to crush the lover in front of him deeply to the marrow.His little idiot needs to be pampered all the time.

If you accidentally miss it, the little baby will fluster foolishly.Youbao was already stupid, and his not-so-intelligent little brain didn't know how he came to the conclusion that the two had no relationship.

Kuiyoubao said with a little pride that he thought of it himself.

Fu Qingyang was angry and funny.Forget it, anyway, my little gentleman is also very cute with his clumsy appearance.

After holding down the little pomelo for a while, Fu Qingyang let go of the dazed little pomelo.

Fu Qingyang looked at Youyou with a puffy little face with satisfaction, and poked the small dimple hidden in the corner of Youyou's mouth with his slender fingers.Men have always known that Yubao is soft everywhere.

No, with a poke of the fingertips, he sank into it slightly.

Soft, like fluffy cotton candy.

"Youbao think about it again, husband and Youbao don't have feelings for each other?"

Youyou obediently didn't move around, letting her husband poke her face and play.

"Well... yes, yes... but, but..."

"But what?"

Youbao shyly tugged at his little hands, and his soft voice softened a lot: "My husband, I don't even talk to Youbao... that, that, that is hot..."

Fu Qingyang was helpless: "Can Youbao tell my husband, what does that mean? My husband can't guess."

Little Youzi blinked and faltered, the tips of Baiyu's ears were dyed warm red: "That's...then, that, that...husband will, will hug Youyou... ..Well, kiss, still, still..."

Fu Qingyang narrowed his eyes slightly, probably understanding what Youbao meant.The man stared at Youyou with some inexplicable meaning: "It seems that it's my husband's fault, it made Youbao think about it..."

The darkness in the man's eyes was thick and terrifying.

Youyou's little heart was scratched slightly by her husband's low and hoarse murmur, and it was a little itchy.Claw clawed at the corner of her husband's clothes in a panic, while Xiaoyouzi clumsily wanted to change the subject.

"Old man... Youyou is hungry, hungry, go, go eat..." Youbao heard his own heartbeat.

Xiaoyouzi got out of her husband's arms, and hurriedly wanted to go out of the box, but just as she touched the doorknob, her husband overtook her, hugged her tightly from behind, and sprayed her warm breath on her ears.

"Be good, baby, my husband is also hungry..."

"Feed your husband first, okay?"

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[Slightly duck! o(#￣▽￣)==O))￣0￣")o～Knowing that the cuties want to beat me up, hehehe——]

Youbao is like a little puffer fish who has only been bullied, with a puffy face nestled in her husband's arms, letting her husband tidy up her clothes, wipe her hands and face with a wet tissue.

"Pomelo?"

Although he didn't eat and drink enough, Fu Qingyang had tasted the sweetness, and the slightly curved lips revealed his good mood.

It's a pity that a certain little baby is not in a very beautiful mood!

Goo, googoo~

Youyou rubbed her belly sadly, aggrieved: "Youyou is hungry... all blame her husband, Ningning and the others are almost finished eating spicy food..."

"It's probably just started to eat. Those dishes are all freshly made, and it will take some time." Fu Qingyang kissed Youbao, and looked dotingly at the person who was lying in his arms and refused to let go, "I want my husband to hug you!" ?”

Youyou buried her head in her husband's arms, her claws tightly hugging her husband's strong waist, coquettishly soft.

"want~"

Fu Qingyang chuckled, stretched out her hand to hug Princess Youbao, and let the soft ball in her arms hug the one she relied on.

When the two of them left the box, seeing that Youbao was carried out by Mr. Fu affectionately, everyone didn't think much about it. They only superficially thought that Youyou had been coaxed by his husband, and they were still lamenting the sweetness of the two of them.

The moment he sat down on the stool, Youbao blushed again, and he looked helplessly at her husband with a smile on his lips and dark eyes.Fu Qingyang rubbed his head: "Good boy, what's the matter?"

The shy Youyou Nana shook her head, sipping rice.Youbao sat in the innermost seat, and Fu Qingyang's tall body deliberately blocked it, so no one noticed the subtle atmosphere between the two.

Fang Ningning was a little worried about Youyou, but with Mr. Fu, who was a little scary to her, blocking her, Fang Ningning couldn't ask.

However, Fang Ningning felt relieved soon after seeing Mr. Fu carefully and considerately helping Youbao pick up vegetables and fishbone.At first glance, the two reconciled.Mad, take a look at my own horrible dog boyfriend!

Hey, if I talk too much, I will cry, woo woo woo.

Because Fang Ningning was sitting next to Fu Qingyang, her sitting posture was much more upright, and her eating was also much more refined.I was afraid that the boss would suddenly turn his head and find that she was grabbing chicken legs with one hand and pouring beer with the other. She didn't have the burden of a girl group at all, and was expelled from Yaohua Films in the end.

However, because of the proximity, Fang Ningning, who has a keen hearing since childhood, heard everything that should be heard and what should not be heard.

"Husband, you have a sore waist...sitting is uncomfortable..."

"Hey, lean on my husband, my husband rubs it."

"Husband is bad, youyou no, don't want that and that..."

"Huh? No, baby you, it was my husband's fault just now. We'll go back to the hotel after we finish eating, okay?"

"Well, good~"

Fang Ningning: Hiss——

Sure enough, men in the world are big pigs!

(Quietly: except pomelo