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

Lu Xiuwen was silent for a moment when he heard the words. He didn't want to tell Ye Siyu these things, but then he thought about promising Ye Siyu last night to be honest with each other.

Still nodded, agreed.

"Xiao Xizhou has been very obedient since he was a child, but after all, he is still young and doesn't understand anything. Grandpa is lying in the ward, unconscious. I just feel that the world is empty. When I miss you, I will come and visit."

He said it lightly, without going into detail that he was in the cemetery sometimes even for two or three days.

Looking at the cold tombstone is a whole day.

Lin Yi couldn't help it later, and even developed the habit of reporting work to him in front of the tombstone.

If it wasn't for the fear of Lu Xiuwen's anger, Lin Yi would have even thought about moving a desk here.

Anyway, when Lu Xiuwen was in front of the tombstone, his mood was still stable, and he didn't look so scary anymore.

Ye Siyu naturally didn't believe Lu Xiuwen's words.

Before, Gu Xiaoman also knew a little about the cemetery. At that time, Gu Xiaoman just felt refreshed and described to her how Lu Xiuwen went crazy.

He almost moved the desk to the cemetery, and even the flowers next to the tombstone were planted by Lu Xiuwen himself.

Thinking of this, Ye Siyu's eyes fell on the white roses swaying in the wind, and the hands hanging by his side curled up slightly.

When Gu Xiaoman said it, she was full of Xiao Zhiyi's illness, and she didn't have any special feelings about it.

Now that she really stood here, she felt shocked and complicated.

The flower field around the tombstone is so large that it is hard for her to imagine that it was all planted by Lu Xiuwen himself.

She remembered that Lu Xiuwen was a flower killer before.

I still remember that year, in order to make the old man happy, she found a very beautiful orchid after all kinds of difficulties.

I just didn't watch it all night, and was drowned to death by Lu Xiuwen.

Not to mention the strange flowers and plants in the garden that had been pruned by Lu Xiuwen, which could drive the gardener to death.

I don't know how Lu Xiuwen grew such beautiful white roses.

Thinking of the past, the corners of Ye Siyu's mouth turned up slightly, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Lu Xiuwen's gaze fell on Ye Siyu all the time, and he saw her staring at the rose field in a daze, pursing her lips.

Fearing that Ye Siyu might misunderstand something, he took the initiative to explain: "At that time, I thought it was you, so I planted all the flowers you like. I thought, if you could see it, maybe you would be happier."

Lu Xiuwen's tone was as calm as ever, but Ye Siyu could hear a hint of humility from it.

He hates Lu Xiuwen like this, it reminds her of herself back then.

Ye Siyu frowned and looked away.

"It's really beautiful, let's go."

Lu Xiuwen keenly noticed that Ye Siyu was unhappy, but he didn't understand why Ye Siyu suddenly became unhappy again.

Obviously just now he saw the faint smile between her brows and eyes, why did she suddenly become unhappy after just saying a few words?
Lu Xiuwen thought carefully for a moment in his heart.

The person lying inside is a strange woman after all, could it be that Siyu is jealous?

As soon as this idea came to his head, Lu Xiuwen shook his head immediately, killing the idea in the cradle.

Impossible, Xiaoyu is obviously still angry with five years ago, how could she be jealous.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiuwen felt sore in his heart.

He quickened his pace, followed Ye Siyu, and walked side by side with Ye Siyu, pretending to accidentally touch the back of Ye Siyu's hand with the back of his hand.

Seeing that Ye Siyu showed no resistance, Lu Xiuwen was overjoyed, and wanted to hold hands just around the corner.

Ye Siyu was thinking about how to hint to Lu Xiuwen not to care about the rose field anymore.

After all, there was a strange woman lying there, and her child's father was going to plant roses for the strange woman.

It's weird when you think about it.

Right, that is it.

Ye Siyu was thinking, coughed lightly, and just about to speak, he felt his hand being held.

The scorching temperature belonging to another person was transmitted through the fingers, Ye Siyu's whole body froze for a moment, and the fingers curled up uncontrollably.

The tips of the ears hidden in the hair were red.

After Lu Xiuwen held Ye Siyu's hand, he held his breath and carefully observed Ye Siyu's reaction from the corner of his eye.

When he felt the stiffness of Ye Siyu's body, his heart ached, he was afraid that Ye Siyu would mercilessly shake off his hand.

But in the next second, his palm was scratched by Ye Siyu's fingers, and there was a soft itch.

Lu Xiuwen was slightly stunned, and looked at Ye Siyu openly with downcast eyes, just in time to see Ye Siyu's reddish ear tips in his hair.

A little smile appeared in his deep black eyes, and suddenly he didn't want to speak to break the current atmosphere.

Smiling and leading Ye Siyu towards the car.

Ye Siyu was dragged by Lu Xiuwen, she was very confused for a while, and forgot to get rid of Lu Xiuwen.

Just like that, he was led to the car, and the driver opened the door respectfully.

Lu Xiuwen let go of Ye Siyu's hand reluctantly, and raised his hand to help her block the roof of the car.

Ye Siyu bent over and sat in the car with red ears, squeezed the warm hand that had been held by the man, and a sense of disappointment flashed in her heart.

But she quickly suppressed that sense of loss, and turned her head to look at Lu Xiuwen who had just sat down.

No, she still has that field of flowers in her heart.

Ye Siyu pursed her lips, tried her best to maintain a calm expression, and went straight to the point.

"Have you come here often recently?"

"Ok?"

Lu Xiuwen noticed that Ye Siyu was not wearing a seat belt, and was about to lean over to help her fasten her seat belt, when he heard this question, he was stunned.

Only after I realized it, I replied lightly: "No, since I knew it wasn't you, I haven't been here again. Even the tombstone was made by Lin Yi."

Hearing this answer, Ye Siyu felt much better.

Then I thought about the bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone. It seemed that the flowers hadn't wilted yet, so they should have come recently.

She frowned slightly again, "Then who sent the bouquet of flowers before?"

Lu Xiuwen had already leaned slightly to pull the seat belt, and said indifferently, "It should be her teacher."

Ye Siyu was relieved when she got the answer.

Only then did I realize that Lu Xiuwen was very close, and even kept getting closer.

Ye Siyu lifted her breath just now, and instinctively leaned back against the back of the seat, trying to escape.

But Lu Xiuwen didn't seem to notice, he still approached on his own.

While approaching, the other hand even reached the seat on the other side of her, and her whole body was wrapped in Lu Xiuwen's arms.

The familiar smell of men's perfume hit his nostrils, and Ye Siyu's mind was in a mess, and the intimate scenes from the past emerged inexplicably.

The tips of her ears turned red again, and she looked at the driver in front of her who was driving intently.

Feeling ashamed, he lowered his voice and reminded Lu Xiuwen in a low voice.

"Lu Xiuwen, someone is here, what are you doing?"