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

The little wife looked so cute and tight, Fu Wenyao couldn't bear to be disturbed, and walked lightly to the table.

When he got closer, he heard the little wife muttering something. He put down the plate in his hand, leaned over to get close to the little wife, trying to hear what the little wife was saying.

"Ah, ah, ah, it can't be like this, it can't be like this, how can you think like this, it's too perverted."

A word without thinking can't extract any information.

Fu Wenyao turned his head to look at the computer screen, and saw that there were no files open on the computer desktop, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Little."

"what?"

The deep voice seemed to be whispering close to her ear, Gu Xiaoman let go of her hands and raised her head in shock, her lips suddenly became soft, and she froze all over, not daring to move.

Fu Wenyao didn't expect that the little wife would take the initiative to bump into her. The little wife's lips were soft and moist, but he could almost feel the warmth of the lips just by sticking to her like this.

The sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, Fu Wenyao stretched out his hand and tugged at the neckline of the pajamas, which was not tight, and his mouth was dry for a while.

Gu Xiaoman blinked his eyes, looked at the beauty attack in front of him in a daze, blushed from his face to his neck, and subconsciously wanted to back away.

Before she could move, a generous and warm hand suddenly clasped the back of her head, holding her forward and deepening the kiss that was not considered a kiss.

Gu Xiaoman was taken aback, and opened his mouth in shock, Fu Wenyao's deep eyes rolled darkly, and he drove straight in.

The hand on the knee suddenly tightened, Gu Xiaoman closed her eyes in shame, and raised her head to be forced to bear the sudden kiss.

This kiss was gentle and tender, with a hint of provocation and ambiguity.

Gu Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, feeling a little strange in his heart.

Inexplicably, a Weibo that I saw on the Internet before flashed across my mind: "Men will please because of guilt after betrayal." There is a high praise comment on this Weibo.It was about that one day her stingy husband bought her a luxury bag for the first time, and later he found out that he had cheated.

The hot comments flashed by, and with the fact that Gu Yunshi had just run into Fu Wenyao's arms, Gu Xiaoman couldn't help thinking about it.

Is Mr. Fu trying to please and make up for her because of guilt?
Gu Yunshi seemed to have mentioned that day before, she sent a text message to Fu Wenyao, how could Gu Yunshi have Mr. Fu's phone call?
Have they been in touch before?
Or is it Mr. Fu who gave Gu Yunshi hope, that's why Gu Yunshi put in so much effort?
Thinking of this, Gu Xiaoman's heart seemed to be pulled out of her chest by a pair of invisible hands, the cold wind and ice slag were blowing into her chest, it was cold and painful, forcing her to burst into tears.

"do not like?"

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes with warm fingers, Fu Wenyao looked at her deeply.

Gu Xiaoman bit his lip and shook his head, but the tears rolled down uncontrollably.

Narrow eyes narrowed slightly, Fu Wenyao gently raised her chin, looked at her lightly, "If you like it, why are you crying?"

Gu Xiaoman looked up at him. Fu Wenyao's deep eyes were full of affection. When she thought that Fu Wenyao might have looked at Gu Yunshi with such eyes, she couldn't control the anger and grievance in her heart anymore, and knocked off Fu Wenyao's hand. , stood up slowly.

"I'm a little tired. I won't have dinner tonight. I'll go back to bed first."

Just as she passed by Fu Wenyao, Fu Wenyao suddenly grabbed her hand, and wrapped his other hand around her waist.

Gu Xiaoman was caught off guard and staggered and fell into his arms.

Fu Wenyao hugged the little wife in his arms tightly, rubbing the reddish eyes of the little wife with his fingertips, and said in a helpless tone, "Xiaoxiao, what's the matter?"

Gu Xiaoman closed his eyes, seeing that Fu Wenyao had changed into pajamas, he was in a better mood, and poked his hand at the place where his lips had been printed before, his cheeks puffed up in anger.

"Why didn't you hide before?"

Fu Wenyao was stunned for a second, a glimmer of light flashed across his calm eyes, thinking of something, he curled his lips in a good mood.

"So it's because of this?"

If Gu Xiaoman listened carefully, he could hear the disbelief and hidden smile in his tone.

It's a pity that Gu Xiaoman was both nervous and angry. Hearing Fu Wenyao's non-answer and rhetorical question, he felt very blocked. He poked Fu Wenyao's chest hard, his eyes were red with anger, and he struggled to get out of Fu Wenyao's arms. .

Fu Wenyao stared deeply at his little wife's angry face, suppressing the urge to pinch her hands, and explained seriously.

"She moved so suddenly that I didn't have time to hide. I was about to push her away when you saw her."

There was a trace of grievance in his low voice, "I wore that windbreaker for the first time, and it got dirty."

Thinking of that bright red lip print that was full of presence, Gu Xiaoman felt sore, "It will be fine if it is dirty."

Even though he said this, Gu Xiaoman unconsciously grabbed the flesh of his hand.

Fu Wenyao frowned in pain, and the corners of his lips curled up, "It's too dirty, it's been thrown into the trash can downstairs, I'm afraid the garbage truck has already taken it away."

Fu Wenyao took care of the clothes that should be worn by Fu Wenyao himself. Gu Xiaoman loosened his hands in a good mood, stroked them lightly and reassuredly, and said duplicity: "That's too wasteful, isn't it the first time you wear it? It's just that it was printed It's just a lip print, just wash it off."

The little wife was obviously very happy, and her tone of voice was much lighter, obviously she had been coaxed.

Fu Wenyao fell in love with her duplicity and cute appearance, and rubbed his little wife's soft hair.

"It's my fault this time. I will never let her touch me again next time. Don't be angry, okay?"

"I'm not angry!"

Gu Xiaoman retorted with a red face, and the smile on the corner of his mouth faded again when he thought of something.

"That day, did you really find out that I was held hostage because of the text message she sent?"

If this is the case, what Fu Wenyao said that day went to her company to see if she saw anyone and adjusted the surveillance, wouldn't she be lying to her?
"She did text."

Fu Wenyao's deep voice came from above his head, and Gu Xiaoman pursed his lips unhappily, with tight lip line.

Aware of his little wife's stiffness, Fu Wenyao patted his little wife's back reassuringly, and continued slowly: "However, her text message was sent when I was about to catch up with your car."

Gu Xiaoman looked up at Fu Wenyao, and asked uncertainly: "Really?"

"Of course." Fu Wenyao placed a light kiss on her forehead, his eyes were gentle, "Didn't I tell you that day."

After finishing speaking, he leaned close to his little wife's flushed ear, and murmured like a promise: "Xiaoxiao, I will never lie to you."

The warm breath sprayed on the ears, and the numbness rushed all the way to the heart. Gu Xiaoman's face became more and more red, and he simply buried his head directly into Fu Wenyao's arms.

"Well, I believe you."