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

Seeing her coming out, Xiao Yi was not surprised at all, and patted the place next to her.

"Come here, Mommy, let's watch TV together. The kitchen is such a dangerous place, it's not suitable for us."

Gu Xiaoman rushed over to hug Xiaoyi, hugged Xiaotuanzi for a while, and finally felt better.

She pinched the long soft ears on Xiao Yi's hat, and sighed heavily, "Zai Zai, when do you think Mommy will learn to cook?"

Xiao Yi stiffened, looked up at Gu Xiaoman, saw Gu Xiaoman's face was full of sorrow, kissed her twice on the cheek, and softly comforted the battered Gu Xiaoman.

"Mum, there is a specialization in art. We can't cook, why don't we try baking?"

Thinking of the sweet cake, Xiao Yi drools, the more he thinks about it, the more feasible it becomes.

"As long as the baking is done according to the recipe accurately, it should be fine."

"As expected of my cub, he is smart."

Gu Xiaoman's eyes lit up, he hugged the little man and kissed him hard, "I'll sort out the recipes after dinner, buy the ingredients, and start cooking when I'm free!"

Gu Xiaoman was eager to try, so he clicked on the app and started to check the recipes.

She looked eager to try, and Xiao Yi couldn't help being moved, and couldn't help thinking about the days when the room was full of cake smells. He took a deep breath, lay down on Gu Xiaoman's arms, and ordered softly.

"Chiffon Cake doesn't seem easy to fail, Mommy, let's try this first."

Just looking at the picture on the screen, Xiao Yi was so greedy, "So soft Xue Mei Niang is also fine! Ah, pudding, creme brulee is also fine!"

"Mummy, rush the duck! You can do it, believe in yourself! If you can't, you can still let Daddy teach you!"

In order to have countless cakes to eat in the future, Xiao Yi excitedly encouraged Gu Xiaoman to output rainbow farts crazily.

Since he found out that he was a kitchen killer, this was the first time that Xiaoyi took the initiative to encourage himself. Gu Xiaoman immediately became confident, clicked on Taobao, and added raw materials to the shopping cart.

Baking tools need to be bought!Butter to buy, cheese to buy, flour to buy!Buy them all!
"Xiao Xiao, Xiao Yi, it's time to eat."

Fu Wenyao set up the dishes, took off the apron and hung it on the shelf.

One big and one small on the sofa, with four eyes staring at Gu Xiaoman's cell phone with great interest, pointing on the cell phone from time to time, they don't know what they are doing.

The warm yellow light cast a layer of light around the two of them, and Fu Wenyao's cold eyes were like melting ice and snow, full of pampering and tenderness.

With one step on his long legs, Fu Wenyao walked to the side of the sofa in two or three steps, leaning over to look at the phone in Gu Xiaoman's hand.

Seeing his little wife bought a frozen mold, Fu Wenyao raised his eyebrows, "You want to make pudding?"

Xiao Yi raised his head, his big eyes gleamed with tiny lights, "Daddy, Mommy said she wanted to make me a cake."

Since Gu Xiaoman just broke a bowl in the kitchen, Fu Wenyao was silent for two seconds, with a smile in his eyes.

"Oh? No wonder you're so happy."

Holding the little man with one hand, Fu Wenyao held the little wife's hand with the other.

"Let's eat first, and the purchase of tools can be handed over to Uncle Jiang."

What he said was casual and natural, as if these things should be done by Uncle Jiang.

It was as if a basin of ice water was poured down on his head, and the excitement all over Gu Xiaoman's body dissipated.

Fu Wenyao not only sent Primary One to school in the morning, but also made breakfast himself, and even made lunch himself and sent it to her company.

Gu Xiaoman also thought that Fu Wenyao was used to the life of ordinary people, and he decided to pay attention to living a life of ordinary people with her and Xiao Yi that was not so rich and rich, but safe and happy.

In Fu Wenyao's bones, he is indeed a god who needs to be served by people.

That's right, he was originally a high-ranking person, and he would not be like an ordinary man, doing everything by himself.

Ridiculous, she was also worried that it would hurt Fu Wenyao's self-esteem, so she handed in her salary card directly.

In order to allow Mr. Fu to maintain his original standard of living, he even signed up for Mingde's design competition, just for the 1000 million bonus.

This is Fu Wenyao, do you regret it?

Regret cutting ties with the Fu family?Regret the life of ordinary people living in this kind of rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea?

Or, Fu Wenyao was simply acting with her, waiting for the right opportunity to let her hand over Xiaoyi willingly?
Gu Xiaoman's eyelashes trembled, and he subconsciously pressed the power off button of the phone, and the screen of the phone was locked immediately.

She pursed her lips, let the man pull her to sit down at the dining table, picked up the chopsticks, and poked absently in the bowl.

"How about trying squirrel mandarin fish? I haven't made it for a long time, and I don't know how it tastes."

Fu Wenyao deftly picked up the crescent moon meat from the fish and put it into Gu Xiaoman's bowl, gripped the chopsticks tightly, and waited for his little wife to comment.

Although he has tasted it countless times this afternoon, and he has long confirmed that the taste of this fish is so delicious that people want to swallow his tongue, he is still a little nervous.

It's like knowing that you will be the first, but when you look at the score list, you will feel a little bit nervous.

Gu Xiaoman's heart was completely chilled, with thousands of thoughts in a mess in his head, there was no appetite to savor them carefully.

She ate the fish absentmindedly, and replied perfunctorily, "It's okay."

Fu Wenyao's hand holding the chopsticks tightened suddenly, and a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Just okay?"

He took a piece of fish and tasted it carefully, his brows furrowed.

This taste is right, it is exactly the same as the one made in the afternoon.

The master chef who has always been stingy with praise also praised him for his extraordinary talent. The taste of this dish is much higher than the standard of a state banquet.

It seems that the old master is really old, and he sometimes misses it.

"Don't eat the fish if it doesn't taste good, try this ribs."

A piece of pork ribs was put into the bowl. The unique sweetness of sweet and sour pork ribs lingered on the tip of the nose. The meat was fine ribs with a brownish red appearance, which looked very crispy and delicious.

Gu Xiaoman didn't have any appetite at all, so he picked up ribs and put them in Xiaoyi's bowl.

"You don't like ribs the most. These are the ribs that your father made for you. Try it."

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

Xiaoyi was holding a small bowl, and the corners of his mouth were glistening when he ate, "It's a good time, the squirrel mandarin fish made by Daddy is also super delicious, it's the best squirrel mandarin fish I've ever eaten, Mommy thinks it's not good Do you want to eat?"

"How come, it's delicious."

Fu Wenyao watched deeply as Xiao Yi ate the ribs, his brows were furrowed, and his cold eyes were tightly locked on Gu Xiaoman.

The little wife looked at Xiaoyi with a smile, but Fu Wenyao was keenly aware that the little wife seemed to be angry.

"what happened to you?"

Fu Wenyao's deep and magnetic voice sounded next to his ear, Gu Xiaoman paused with the hand holding the chopsticks, forced a smile, and turned to look at him.

"What's wrong?"