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

Gu Xiao took a surprised look at Fu Wenyao, didn't think much about it, but didn't dare to be distracted, for fear that Xiao Yi would touch that dish again.

Seeing her frightened look, Fu Wenyao glanced at Uncle Jiang, "There will be no more celery on the table from now on."

Although Gu Xiaoman has warned Xiaoyi many times, but Xiaoyi is still young, if there is something she likes in the side dishes, she will pick it up without hesitation.

Gu Xiaoman can't look at her all the time, so in country A, there is never celery on their table.

Looking at Fu Wenyao gratefully, Gu Xiaoman unconsciously hooked the corners of his mouth, and a cute little dimple appeared on his lips.

Fu Wenyao's eyes stayed on the small pear vortex for two seconds, then turned to look at Xiao Yi who was fighting with the egg.

"As long as there is celery on the plate, you can't eat anything on that plate, understand?"

Xiao Yi tilted his head, pondered for a long time, and then said in an unhappy baby voice: "Then if there is Cai Cai that Xiao Yi likes, can't you eat it?"

"Can't!"

Fu Wenyao looked serious, and said decisively: "As long as it is on the same plate, it will not work. Unless, you want to get an injection, and Xiaoyi likes injections?"

As soon as he heard the injection, his little head immediately shook like a rattle, and Xiaoyi shrugged his mouth in frustration, and said aggrievedly: "That's fine."

A smile flashed across Fu Wenyao's eyes, and he put a thick layer of jam on the bun and handed it to her, "Good boy."

She likes sweets very much, but after tooth decay, Xiaoxiao controls her sweets intake very strictly!
The eyes that were dim just now suddenly lit up, looking at the bun longingly, when reaching out to take it, he suddenly turned his head to look at Gu Xiaoman, met Gu Xiaoman's approving eyes, took the bun contentedly, and held the beautiful bun with both hands I ate it.

As soon as she finished eating the bun, she looked at Fu Wenyao with unsatisfied interest, winked coquettishly, and hoped that the handsome uncle would give her another sweet bun.

Under her expectant eyes, Fu Wenyao finally picked up the chopsticks.

Can't indulge anymore, Gu Xiaoman disagreed: "Xiao Yi's teeth are not good, so he can't eat too much..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell silent after seeing Fu Wenyao pick up a piece of carrot.

Xiao Yi's small face suddenly collapsed, his small hands tightly covered the bowl in front of him, staring bitterly at the carrot on Fu Wenyao's chopsticks.

"A good boy is one who is not picky eaters."

Fu Wenyao's eyes were deep, and he handed the chopsticks to Xiao Yi's mouth.

The little man was completely confused.

The handsome uncle offered to feed him, and she really didn't want to refuse.However, what the handsome uncle feeds is the carrot that she hates the most.

Staring at the carrot in front of him resentfully, Xiao Yi wrinkled his nose, and finally opened his mouth and ate the carrot in one gulp.

Gu Xiaoman was stunned watching from the sidelines. You know, when Xiaoyi could only eat supplementary food, he was very resistant to carrots.

No matter how finely chopped the carrot is, Xiao Yi can wrinkle his face and spit it out, resolutely refusing to eat a piece of carrot.

Unexpectedly, Fu Wenyao was able to coax her to eat it.

Noticing Gu Xiaoman's shock, Fu Wenyao felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

Rubbing Xiaoyi's fluffy hair, he was in a good mood, and couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth.

As soon as Gu Xiaoman came back to his senses, he saw a faint smile on Fu Wenyao's face. Although the smile was shallow, it dispelled the coldness on the man's face.

Seeing that Gu Xiaoman was stunned, Xiao Yi tilted his head closer to Fu Wenyao, and whispered: "Uncle Fu, do you want to be my father?"