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

Gu Xiaoman turned to look at Jiang Qingshu, "Mom, there is a maid, why do you want Fu Wenyao to wash the fruit?"

Jiang Qingshu looked up at her.

"What, do you feel bad?"

Gu Xiaoman stood where he was, with delicate brows furrowed, picked up the water glass on the table, lowered his eyes and said, "I'll get you a glass of water."

Seeing her holding the cup and walking straight into the kitchen without even looking at the constant temperature kettle next to her, Jiang Qingshu frowned slightly, feeling distressed.

Her juicy little cabbage was just like that by a pig.

Not only was it humiliated, but it still hurts so much now, it looks like it was eaten to death.

It was just washing some fruit, and she didn't ask Fu Wenyao to do anything else.

Thinking of the disapproval in Gu Xiaoman's eyes just now, Jiang Qingshu felt sour and wronged.

Xiao Xiao glanced at Jiang Qingshu, who was frowning and thinking, and then at the direction of the kitchen, blinked her big eyes, and held Jiang Qingshu's hand, her voice was milky and sweet.

"Grandma, don't you like Daddy?"

Hearing this, Jiang Qingshu looked at Xiaoyi, the sourness in his eyes was instantly replaced by tenderness and pampering.

She pinched Xiao Yi's small face, and whispered softly: "It's not that grandma doesn't like him, it's just that she can't bear to part with your mommy."

"Reluctant to bear Mommy?"

Xiao Yi tilted his head and looked at Jiang Qingshu suspiciously, not quite understanding what she meant.

Jiang Qingshu smiled and hugged Xiao Nai Duanzi into her arms, "Grandma and your mommy have known each other for too short a time, and you haven't gotten along well with your mommy, your mommy has her own home."

Said, Jiang Qingshu looked towards the direction of the kitchen, as if seeing Gu Xiaoman in the kitchen through the thick wall.

The emotions in her eyes were complicated and difficult to distinguish, with a faint trace of sadness mixed in.

"Grandma really misses your mommy, and wants to spend time with her."

Xiao Yi followed her gaze towards the kitchen, felt Jiang Qingshu's complicated emotions, and blinked suspiciously.

Why did she feel that Jiang Qingshu's feelings towards Mommy were weird, not like a godmother to a goddaughter?

Mommy clearly said before that she and Jiang Qingshu haven't known each other for a long time, so Jiang Qingshu looks as if she and Mommy have known each other for a long time.

She blinked strangely, suppressed the doubts in her heart, and relieved Jiang Qingshu in a childlike voice.

"But grandma, Mommy can still accompany you with me and Daddy. Everyone is different to Mommy. In this world, Mommy is only you, and Daddy is the only one. A husband."

Jiang Qingshu was startled, and subconsciously refuted.

"But she has Fu Wenyao, so she won't be so dependent and need me."

"How could it be?" Xiao Yi was puzzled on his soft face.

"You are very special to Mommy. Mommy only has you as Mommy. The care and love you give Mommy is completely different from what Daddy gives. With you, Mommy can continue Be a child, and when you are tired, you can not be an adult for a while."

Jiang Qingshu was amused by her childish words, and a flash of thought flashed in his eyes.

Maybe, she shouldn't get too involved in Xiaoman's emotional affairs?
After all, Fu Wenyao seemed to treat Xiao Man very well.

She looked heavily at the kitchen, with complicated emotions flashing in her eyes.

in the kitchen.

As soon as Fu Wenyao opened the fruit basket, he saw Gu Xiaoman coming in with a water glass. He thought she was going to wash the glass, so he took the glass from her hand.

"I'll be fine."

Gu Xiaoman avoided his hand sideways, put the water glass on the table casually, opened the fruit basket, and took out the cherries inside.

"I lived in a villa with my mother before. My mother seems to like cherries. Wash more cherries."

Together with her, Fu Wenyao put the car into a big bowl to soak. Seeing her standing in the kitchen, a smile appeared in his eyes.

"What, do you feel sorry for me?"

Gu Xiaoman paused, took Fu Wenyao's hand directly, and looked at him seriously.

"Don't be angry with your mother. Although I don't know why she is vaguely hostile to you, she certainly has no malicious intentions."

Fu Wenyao took a tissue and slowly dried the water stains on her hands, pulled it to her lips and kissed, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"I abducted her beloved little princess, she should be hostile to me."

With a blushing face, Gu Xiaoman twitched her hand, but Fu Wenyao held her hand tightly and couldn't take it away. Her bright black and white eyes blinked.

"I'll find time to talk to my mother."

"It's okay." Fu Wenyao kissed her finger again, then let go, and turned on the faucet to continue washing the fruit.

"Anyway, you are mine. No matter how hostile she is, she can't change this fact."

Gu Xiaoman looked up at Fu Wenyao.

The sleeves of the man's shirt were casually rolled up, his side face was handsome and sharp, and his usually dark eyes were seriously looking at the fruit in his hand at this moment, which was unprecedentedly charming.

She couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged Fu Wenyao from behind, her delicate face pressed against Fu Wenyao's back.

Noticing that the man's body was stiff for a moment, she suddenly felt better, blinked slyly, and murmured to herself.

"Husband, you are so kind."

Her voice was very soft, but Fu Wenyao could still hear her words clearly, and her Adam's apple couldn't help rolling up and down.

After cleaning the fruits and putting them on the plate, he suddenly hooked Gu Xiaoman's chin, leaned over and kissed those delicate lips.

Gu Xiaoman was caught off guard by his kiss, and when he thought that he was in Jiang Qingshu's ward, his heart beat so fast that it almost jumped out of his chest.

Her weak and boneless little hand pressed against Fu Wenyao's chest, curled her fingers a few times, but finally did not push Fu Wenyao away.

she thought dizzily.

Fu Wenyao was wronged just now, please pamper him more.

The person in his arms didn't resist at all, Fu Wenyao couldn't help but opened his eyes, and looked at Gu Xiaoman with his small face upturned, his eyelashes trembling, and he looked very obedient, his black eyes were filled with boundless lust.

The arm wrapped around Gu Xiaoman's waist suddenly exerted force, drawing the two people's bodies closer together, and the atmosphere became extremely ambiguous.

Suddenly, there was the sound of messy footsteps outside the door, Gu Xiaoman was startled, and accidentally bit the corner of Fu Wenyao's lips, and a faint smell of blood immediately filled his mouth.

She stepped back quickly, opened her eyes and looked anxiously at Fu Wenyao's wound, stammering, "Does it hurt? Me, I was just scared..."

Fu Wenyao licked the wound on the corner of her lips, put his fingers on her lips, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

"Shh... I know, it's not your fault."

The lust in his eyes hadn't faded away, Gu Xiaoman swallowed unconsciously, and blinked with a blushing face.

"Well, let's, let's go out."

After finishing speaking, she reached out and rubbed her face, turned around and walked out of the kitchen quickly, forgetting to take the water glass she brought in as an excuse before.

Fu Wenyao laughed shortly, followed her out of the kitchen with a plate in his hand.

As soon as the two came out, they saw Xiao Yizheng and Jiang Qingshu not knowing what they were talking about, Jiang Qingshu was so teased by her that his eyes crooked with laughter.