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

Fu Wenyao looked at her with a smile, and moved the small cake in front of Gu Xiaoman.

"Their desserts are very good, try them."

Gu Xiaoman gave a low "hmm", and after eating a small spoonful of cake, he could only feel the sweetness in his mouth.

Just like her mood at the moment, sweet to bubbling.

The two stayed in the restaurant for a while, then got up and went back to Bishuiwan.

The driver had already driven the car to the door, and Gu Xiaoman took Fu Wenyao's hand all the way to the side of the car.

Fu Wenyao opened the car door for her, and when getting in the car, Gu Xiaoman vaguely saw a somewhat familiar figure disappear around the corner.

She didn't pay much attention, and bent over and got into the car.

After Gu Xiaoman got into the car, Fu Wenyao also smiled and prepared to get in the car.

Before getting into the car, Fu Wenyao suddenly felt a gaze, his black eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly he looked up at the corner of the street.

There is a coffee shop on the corner of the street, and there is nothing unusual in front of the shop.

Only the wind chimes hanging on the store door jingled, as if someone had just walked in, or as if they were just blown by the wind.

Fu Wenyao took a deep look at the cafe, and a layer of frost appeared in his dark and deep eyes.

In the car, Gu Xiaoman saw that Fu Wenyao didn't get in the car for a long time, so he called out suspiciously: "Wen Yao?"

Hearing the sound, Fu Wenyao looked away, bent down and got into the car.

Although he had suppressed the frost in his eyes, Gu Xiaoman was keenly aware that Fu Wenyao's mood was not right.

She looked out of the window suspiciously, seeing nothing unusual, and asked Fu Wenyao suspiciously.

"what happened?"

Fu Wenyao reached out to hold her in his arms, and said lightly, "It's nothing."

Hearing what he said, Gu Xiaoman didn't think too much, and rubbed against his arms again.

She thought everything in the restaurant was the biggest surprise, but unexpectedly, from a distance, she found that Bishuiwan was different today.

There are strings of lights hanging on the gate outside the villa, and you can see the dots of lights from a distance, which is very warm.

Reminiscent of Fu Wenyao taking out the little one, Gu Xiaoman couldn't help feeling a little bit of anticipation in his heart.

She looked at Fu Wenyao with a smile, wanting to find out if there were any surprises in advance.

"Could it be that you're still hiding something in the villa?"

Fu Wenyao looked at her deeply, "What?"

Seeing his innocent appearance, Gu Xiaoman hesitated again.

My heart began to waver.

Did she guess wrong?
Thinking of this, the black Bentley has slowly driven into the garage.

The driver opened the car door respectfully, Fu Wenyao got out of the car first, and stretched out his hand to Gu Xiaoman.

Gu Xiaoman put his hand on Fu Wenyao's and got out of the car.

As soon as you get out of the car, you can smell the faint fragrance of flowers.

Her eyes were attracted by the red roses all around.

There are even red pendants hanging on the wall of the garage, which looks extra festive.

Gu Xiaoman felt that it was so, and looked at Fu Wenyao with a smile.

"Didn't you say there are no surprises? Then what is this?"

Fu Wenyao followed Gu Xiaoman's gaze to look at the flowers and decorations in the garage, and satisfaction flashed across his dark eyes.

On the face, he remained calm, and even dumped the blame on Uncle Jiang.

"Maybe Uncle Jiang did it, I don't know."

Gu Xiaoman really didn't expect that even now, Fu Wenyao is still pretending to be stupid.

She looked at Fu Wenyao amusedly, and couldn't help shaking Fu Wenyao's hand.

"Oh, it turned out that Uncle Jiang made it. It's quite beautiful. I'll praise Uncle Jiang later."

Fu Wenyao saw her happiness in his eyes, and nodded slightly happily.

Gu Xiaoman originally wondered if Uncle Jiang would expose Fu Wenyao's words, but he and Fu Wenyao went into Bishui Bay together. The living room was brightly lit, but no one was seen.

Gu Xiaoman looked around in the living room but didn't see anyone, so he looked suspiciously at Fu Wenyao.

"Why is there no one?"

Fu Wenyao glanced at the newly decorated living room, his eyes flashed with satisfaction.

Hearing this, he said with a smile, "Uncle Jiang has something to do at home today."

Gu Xiaoman guessed when he didn't see the servant, it must be Fu Wenyao who sent everyone away.

But Fu Wenyao kept pretending to be stupid, and she couldn't help but want to play with Fu Wenyao too.

Deliberately pretending to be surprised, he looked at Fu Wenyao suspiciously.

"What about the others, is there something wrong at home?"

"Yep."

Fu Wenyao nodded confidently, not feeling at all how strange these words were.

Gu Xiaoman looked at Fu Wenyao with a funny face, talking nonsense in a serious manner, and his eyes fell on the red roses that can be seen everywhere in the house.

The tips of the ears are slightly red.

The living room was full of red, and she couldn't imagine what it would be like in the bedroom for a while.

Thinking of Uncle Jiang's basket of red eggs when she had just agreed to marry Fu Wenyao, Gu Xiaoman dared not think about it.

I thought that Fu Wenyao would directly take her back to the room, but unexpectedly, Fu Wenyao actually pulled her to sit down on the sofa.

Gu Xiaoman was curious about what surprises Fu Wenyao had next, and obediently followed Fu Wenyao to sit down on the sofa.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she sat down, Fu Wenyao got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Gu Xiaoman couldn't guess what kind of medicine was sold in Fu Wenyao's gourd for a while, so he looked at Fu Wenyao curiously.

Fu Wenyao quickly came out of the kitchen.

I saw a bowl in his hand that was still steaming.

Gu Xiaoman touched his swollen stomach, frowned and waved his hands.

"No, I really can't eat anymore."

Fu Wenyao put the bowl in his hand in front of Gu Xiaoman, and said softly, "It's just a few dumplings, they won't take up your stomach."

The food in that restaurant tonight is so good that Gu Xiaoman really can't eat it anymore.

Fearing that Fu Wenyao would not believe it, she took Fu Wenyao's hand and put it on her stomach, and said distressedly: "I really can't eat anymore, and my skirt will burst if I eat any more."

Fu Wenyao was amused by her frankness, and chuckled softly to coax her.

"Hey, just eat one, okay?"

As he spoke, Fu Wenyao picked up the bowl, scooped up a dumpling and handed it to Gu Xiaoman's mouth.

He insisted like this, Gu Xiaoman just thought it was an indispensable link, so it was hard to refuse.

But she was also worried that once she agreed, Fu Wenyao would let her finish the bowl of dumplings.

Before she ate it, she softly discussed with Fu Wenyao: "You can eat it, but I will only eat this one, okay?"

Fu Wenyao was surprisingly eloquent.

"Okay, I promise this one."

Hearing Fu Wenyao's affirmative answer, Gu Xiaoman opened his mouth and bit off half of the dumpling.

As soon as the dumplings entered the mouth, they didn't taste as delicious as expected, but they were completely raw.

There is even a faint fishy smell.

Gu Xiaoman frowned and spat out the dumplings, looking at Fu Wenyao with doubts and grievances.

"raw!"

Fu Wenyao didn't see any displeasure on his face, instead he let out a low laugh.

He took the initiative to wipe the corners of Gu Xiaoman's mouth.

Gu Xiaoman looked at his abnormal reaction suspiciously, with a look of confusion.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Fu Wenyao put down the bowl, and looked at his bewildered and aggrieved little wife with a smile.

"Xiao Xiao, this time it's what you said, to give birth."