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

After thinking about it, the whole person was shocked.

The spread of the fire coincided with Ye Manni's ward as the dividing line, burning symmetrically.

Ye Manni's ward was personally arranged by Lu Xiuwen, who specially created a vacuum for her.

The three wards on the left and right were all empty, and this time the fire happened to burn down these seven wards, which is indeed very strange and very strange.

Lu Xiuwen told Fu Wenyao the guess in his heart.

Fu Wenyao snorted coldly, his cold voice was colder than the moonlight scattered on the ground.

"You still don't understand, this is a bright post."

When Lu Xiuwen heard this, he was immediately enlightened.

Who else but Ye Jianming can post a battle like this!
Thinking of Ye Jianming, Lu Xiuwen's face suddenly became gloomy, and he almost squeezed out a word from between his teeth.

"He really didn't die!"

Fu Wenyao's face was also very gloomy, he didn't make a sound, and walked out lightly.

Lu Xiuwen followed behind him, thinking that Fu Wenyao was going to ask the dean about the situation.

Frowning and thinking: "The dean probably doesn't know anything."

Fu Wenyao raised his eyebrows and looked at Lu Xiuwen, his expression had returned to normal.

"What are you thinking, it's so late, of course go back to sleep."

"what?"

Lu Xiuwen was completely stunned, and frowned, "Since we know that Ye Jianming is alive, shouldn't we find him immediately?"

While sending a message to Gu Xiaoman, Fu Wenyao said, "If you really do this, wouldn't it be what he wants?"

"Didn't he just want to tell us that he is back by sending such a grand battle post? Now the enemy is in the dark, and we are in the open. We are too anxious, and instead fall behind."

As Fu Wenyao said, he put away his phone and looked at Lu Xiuwen lightly.

"Xiuwen, you are too anxious. Being too emotional will blind your calmness. You should calm down."

Fu Wenyao didn't think that Lu Xiuwen would miss this point, but if he cared about it, he would be confused.

After all, the relationship between Lu Xiuwen and Ye Siyu has not eased yet, once Ye Jianming gets in the way.

For Lu Xiuwen, it was indeed a very serious matter.

However, it would be very dangerous if Lu Xiuwen's emotions were led away.

When Lu Xiuwen was reminded by Fu Wenyao, a layer of cold sweat broke out all over his body.

He calmed down completely and thanked Fu Wenyao earnestly.

"I see, thanks, Brother Fu."

Fu Wenyao's expression was still calm, and he said: "Fortunately, Xiaoman and Ye Siyu live next door. I will send someone to watch the villa, and I will send someone to follow the child when he goes to the kindergarten."

"That lunatic Ye Jianming can do anything."

Lu Xiuwen nodded, "Don't worry, I have always sent someone to follow the child."

In the car on the return journey, the two discussed how to arrange the next step.

But after several discussions, they all felt that they should hold back for the time being and wait for Ye Jianming to make a move first.

After the discussion, Lu Xiuwen's heart also settled down, and his complexion improved a lot.

When he got home, he saw someone on the balcony at a glance.

But before he could see clearly, that figure had disappeared.

Lu Xiuwen smiled and shook his head, thinking that he was too nervous and had hallucinations.

It's already this time, Xiaoyu must have already slept with the child.

Thinking this way, Lu Xiuwen pushed open the door and saw a dim yellow floor lamp lit in the living room, and he froze in place.

The floor lamp exudes a warm yellow halo, which seems to be telling Lu Xiuwen.

It was true that someone was waiting for him to come home.

Someone was waiting for him to come home. Lu Xiuwen hadn't felt such a feeling for a long, long, long time.

The softest part of his heart felt as if someone had pinched it severely, and it was sore.

A faint voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"You haven't come in yet, what are you waiting for?"

Lu Xiuwen followed the sound and saw Ye Siyu lazily walking towards him from the stairs holding a wine glass.

Lu Xiuwen's eyes fell on the wine glass in Ye Siyu's hand, and his brows furrowed indistinctly.

Ye Siyu's stomach is not good, drinking so late must make her stomach feel uncomfortable.

Moreover, looking at Ye Siyu's appearance, he seemed to be drunk.

I don't know how long I drank while he was away.

Lu Xiuwen thought worriedly, changed his shoes and walked towards Ye Siyu.

Before walking in front of Ye Siyu, he smelled the strong smell of alcohol, and Lu Xiuwen frowned more and more tightly.

Seeing Lu Xiuwen frowning, Ye Siyu stood there unhappily.

"Why are you fierce? I haven't killed you yet. Why do you kill me?"

Lu Xiuwen: "..."

If he remembers correctly, he didn't even speak, did he?

Seeing that he didn't answer, Ye Siyu became even more unhappy.

There was even a strong feeling of grievance in my heart.

"You're still killing me!"

Probably because of the alcohol, her voice was soft with a hint of hoarseness.

However, the ending sound was prolonged again, like a spoiled child.

Lu Xiuwen's heart softened instantly.

Forget it, just drink the bar.

He walked towards Ye Siyu and hugged Ye Siyu directly.

Ye Siyu was startled by his sudden movement, and subconsciously protected the liquid in the glass.

Seeing her appearance, Lu Xiuwen almost laughed angrily at her.

"Little drunkard."

When Ye Siyu heard this, she immediately became unhappy.

With a delicate face, he complained unhappily: "You not only murdered me, but also scolded me."

It was rare for Lu Xiuwen to see her childish look, and he was surprised to find that Ye Siyu's sullen face was somewhat similar to Xiao Xizhou's sullen expression.

Lu Xiuwen couldn't help but chuckled, put him on the cooking table in his arms, opened the refrigerator and took the ingredients to make hangover soup for the little alcoholic.

Otherwise, when he wakes up tomorrow morning, the little drunkard will complain of a headache again.

Ye Siyu seemed to know that Lu Xiuwen was going to make hangover soup for her, so she sat on the cooking table obediently watching Lu Xiuwen busy.

Occasionally drink a sip of red wine.

She looked very much like a rich woman who kept a small fresh meat.

When Lu Xiuwen was busy, when he turned around and saw the appreciative expression on the little drunkard's face, he almost laughed angrily.

Unable to hold back, he walked over, wrapped him in his arms, and kissed him hard.

After Ye Siyu got drunk, his brain became chaotic and quite dull.

After being let go by Lu Xiuwen, he realized that he had been taken advantage of.

She kicked Lu Xiuwen's thigh angrily, and said angrily, "I haven't forgiven you yet, yet you dare to take advantage of me."

Lu Xiuwen only felt the soft touch from his thigh, and when he lowered his head, he realized that Ye Siyu had kicked off the slippers at some point.

A pair of bare white feet dangled.

Her feet were shining white, her ten toes were round and powdery, and her nails were well manicured, making her look very cute.

Lu Xiuwen looked away with difficulty, his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling up and down.

He didn't hear the first half of what Ye Siyu said at all, so he turned around and went back to work.

I'm afraid that I can't help but do something irreversible.

Ye Siyu saw that instead of apologizing to her, Lu Xiuwen went to work on his own, and was so angry that he drank the wine in the glass in one go.