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

Ji Rou choked, breathing heavily.

Indeed, Ji Hong would never sell the assets of Ji's family for her sake.

Although Ji Hong dotes on her superficially, she knows that Ji Hong is actually a miser who values ​​money more than anything else, so why would he sell off the assets of Ji's family for her sake.

Even Bai Yun, after knowing the debt she owed, would not sincerely try to find a way to pay it off for her.

After all, she owed too much.

Ji Rou clenched her hands tightly, her nails piercing deeply into her palm.

She almost gritted her teeth to squeeze out a sentence.

"What do you want me to do?"

Finally hearing a satisfactory answer, Gu Yunshi smiled coquettishly, rubbed her belly, and said lightly the plan she had prepared long ago.

Hearing her plan, Ji Rou blinked, "Sister is really calculating."

Gu Yunshi didn't care about the sarcasm in her words, and hung up the phone with a smile.

After she hung up the phone, she sent a message to the private detective again, then took out the phone card, went to the bathroom, threw the phone card into the toilet, and pressed the flush button.

In the black Maybach, Gu Xiaoman saw through the window that Ji Rou was sitting in the car, which he could no longer see at all, and then he sat down again and heaved a sigh of relief.

Seeing her actions, a smile flashed across Fu Wenyao's long and narrow black eyes, and he said deliberately: "Why do you suddenly hide from Jirou like this?"

Hearing this, Gu Xiaoman suddenly turned his head to look at Fu Wenyao, his bright black eyes stared at the man's handsome face without blinking.

She put her hands on the chair, leaned her upper body forward, and asked without answering, "do you want to see Jirou?"

Hearing the trace of displeasure mixed in Gu Xiaoman's tone, Fu Wenyao's heart seemed to be teased by some furry thing, with a warm itch.

He embraced Gu Xiaoman's slender waist with his slender arms, pulled him into his arms forcefully, and kissed his little wife's forehead with a smile.

There was an obvious smile in the deep voice.

"What, are you jealous?"

Gu Xiaoman was caught off guard and threw himself into Fu Wenyao's arms.

She stretched out her hands to support Fu Wenyao's chest, and the redness spread all the way from the pinna to her cheeks, and her breathing was a little hot.

"Why are you jealous? Well done, why am I jealous?"

After she finished speaking, she looked up at Fu Wenyao, and stubbornly asked the previous question again.

It seemed that she would keep asking repeatedly until she got a negative answer from Fu Wenyao.

"You haven't answered me yet, do you want to see Jirou?"

She didn't realize it herself, she pursed her mouth slightly in displeasure, and said to herself: "Yes, she is still young, and she is like a flower, cute and cute, and it's normal for you to like it. Who doesn't like young and fresh As for the body, if there is a boy like Ji Rou's age, I will... "

Before she finished speaking, Fu Wenyao grabbed her chin and forced her to look up.

Facing Fu Wenyao's dark and deep eyes, Gu Xiaoman only belatedly realized what he just said.

She opened her mouth to explain, but then thought of what Fu Wenyao said before, and closed her mouth angrily, looking at Fu Wenyao confidently, without any guilt.

Fu Wenyao laughed angrily at her upright look.

The warm fingertips covered her delicate red lips, and pressed down slightly, the thin lips were almost attached to Gu Xiaoman's ears.

The hot breath made Gu Xiaoman's body tremble, and he even leaned into Fu Wenyao's arms a little weakly under the numbness.

Fu Wenyao looked at her without blinking, his thin lips pressed against her ear, his voice was deep and magnetic, sultry.

"Like young and fresh flesh, huh?"

Gu Xiaoman subconsciously grabbed the shirt under his palm and wrinkled the small piece of fabric.

She swallowed, she couldn't stand Fu Wenyao teasing her like this, she wanted to step back, but Fu Wenyao tightly clasped her waist, not only failed to retreat, but was pinned even more into his arms by the man posted.

Through the thin fabric, I could feel the scalding temperature on the man's body, and this was in the car again, and there was a steady flow of traffic outside the car window.

Gu Xiaoman felt ashamed that he was afraid of being seen, blushed and shook his head desperately, denying Sanlian.

"I am not, I am not, don't talk nonsense."

Seeing that her shy face was almost smoking hot, Fu Wenyao let go of her slightly, pinched her white and soft earlobes with his fingertips, and gave a low laugh as if rewarding her.

"I dont like it either."

The deep laughter and the magnetic voice rushed into the eardrums, Gu Xiaoman's heart trembled, his whole body trembled slightly, and now even his fingertips were red.

Fu Wenyao did not let her go so easily, but looked at her solemnly and affectionately with his thin lips slightly parted in this posture.

"Don't worry, in this world, I only like you, and I only love you deeply."

Gu Xiaoman couldn't bear this atmosphere at all, so he simply became an ostrich, buried his flushed face in Fu Wenyao's arms, and refused to look at Fu Wenyao again.

Such a cute move of hers earned the man a pleasant laugh.

The laughter spread into Gu Xiaoman's ears through the vibration of the chest cavity, and Gu Xiaoman's heart beat so fast that it almost jumped out of the chest cavity.

She covered her heart, and whispered in her heart: "Me too, in this world, I only like you, and I only love you deeply."

Unfortunately, Fu Wenyao couldn't hear her voice.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I will do something that will make my little wife even more unbearable.

Although there was Jirou's little episode before, it resolved itself on the way to the restaurant.

The candlelight dinner at night finally lived up to it, and Gu Xiaoman still had some aftertaste when he returned to Bishui Bay.

"The steak tonight is really good, and the small cake for dessert is also delicious."

Fu Wenyao rubbed her hair with a smile on his face, and said dotingly: "If you like it, get the chef from that house."

"No, no."

Gu Xiaoman smiled and waved his hands, "I'll just go there in the future, such delicious food should be tasted by more people."

Fu Wenyao leaned over and pecked at the corner of her lips, and nodded with a smile.

"Everything is at Madam's command."

Gu Xiaoman blushed again from his actions, and was about to say something when Fu Wenyao took his clothes and went into the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of splashing water in the bathroom, Gu Xiaoman's face turned even redder.

She walked to the sofa and sat down, not knowing where to put her hands for a moment.

The screen of the mobile phone on the table suddenly lit up. She pressed the back of her hand to her face, trying to cool down, and picked up the mobile phone with a smile on her lips.

When I saw that the news was sent by Jirou, the smile on the corner of her mouth disappeared completely, and her brows were almost unnoticeably wrinkled.

Reluctantly opened the message.

"Sister, are you done?"