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

Gu Xiaoman closed his eyes obediently, and said softly, "Okay."

Fu Wenyao pressed a kiss on his young wife's smooth forehead with pity, got up and walked to the kitchen.

Just after taking a step, Fu Wenyao felt a tugging sensation from the hem of the clothes. Fu Wenyao lowered his eyes and saw the little hands tightly holding the hem of the clothes, his heart felt weak.

The little wife sat on the sofa with her knees hugged, her eyes closed obediently, her mouth agreed very simply, but her hands tightly grabbed his clothes, her eyes were red and swollen, her long curled eyelashes were wet on her lower eyelids, she was stubborn and pitiful .

Fu Wenyao sighed lowly, bent down, and wrapped his long arms around the bend of the little wife's legs to lift her up.

"what."

Gu Xiaoman opened his eyes in surprise, put his arms around Fu Wenyao's neck in a panic, and blinked knowingly.

"What, what's wrong?"

The tip of the little wife's blushing ears trembled slightly, Fu Wenyao said with a smile: "Xiao Xiao will accompany me, okay?"

"Well, you asked me to accompany you, but it's not that I want to go."

The little wife buried her in Fu Wenyao's arms with red ears, relaxed her body, and complained softly: "Mr. Fu, you are too clingy."

Fu Wenyao glanced at his little wife who was in a much better mood with a half smile, smiled and shook his head, and walked towards the kitchen with the treasure in his arms firmly in his arms. When he passed the storage cabinet, he took a new towel from the cabinet .

"Good, sit down."

After placing the little wife on the cooking table, Fu Wenyao opened the refrigerator, took out an ice pack, wrapped it in a towel and applied it to the little wife's eyes.

The ice pack was very cold, and it spread to the eyelids through the towel, Gu Xiaoman gasped from the cold, subconsciously pursed his mouth and hid in Fu Wenyao's arms.

Fu Wenyao picked up the towel slightly, "Too cold?"

"Well, it's okay."

Gu Xiaoman raised his hand to feel for the towel, put it down on his eyes, and felt the temperature.

"It's better now."

"Here, I'll cook."

The phone in his pocket suddenly buzzed, and Gu Xiaoman grabbed Fu Wenyao's clothes in a panic, put down the ice pack in his hand, and opened his eyes to look at Fu Wenyao.

Fu Wenyao was looking at the ingredients in the refrigerator when he heard the sound to remind his little wife.

"Xiao Xiao, the phone is ringing."

"Ok, I know."

The little wife replied hoarsely, and the buzzing of the mobile phone continued.

The situation was obviously not right, Fu Wenyao closed the refrigerator and looked at the little wife, only to find that the little wife was biting her lip, her face was pale, trembling all over, her clear eyes were full of panic and fear, as if she had heard a ringtone urging her to die.

Fu Wenyao frowned, the little wife's reaction was very similar to the traumatic stress disorder left by the cyber violence three years ago.

The man's eyes, as deep as a cold pool, suddenly rolled darkly, showing a chill, and his heart was sour and angry.

"Mr. Fu, what's wrong with the phone? Why does it keep ringing?"

Gu Xiaoman looked at Fu Wenyao in disbelief, and clenched his hands tightly on the hem of his clothes, as if he could vent his inner fear.

Fu Wenyao twitched the corners of his mouth, tried his best to draw a soft smile, and stretched out his long arms to hug him into his arms.

"It should be Ye Siyu who saw Weibo and was worried about you."

He took out the buzzing and vibrating mobile phone, saw the strange number jumping on the screen, his eyes were cold and stern, he hung up the phone and dragged it into the blacklist.

New text messages popped up constantly on the screen of the mobile phone, with dirty and vicious content, at a speed of almost a dozen per second.

Fu Wenyao's hand holding the mobile phone suddenly tightened, his face was so gloomy that water could almost drip, he simply pressed the off button and turned off the phone.

"The phone is dead."

"Oh, oh, never mind then."

Gu Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief, and his trembling body slowly relaxed.

Fu Wenyao caressed his little wife's back, and asked casually, "Xiaoxiao, do you usually have the habit of backing up?"

Although he didn't know why Mr. Fu asked such a question, Gu Xiaoman nodded obediently, "Yes."

"Ah."

Fu Wenyao let go of his little wife, turned on the faucet to clean the ingredients in the sink, and when he let go, the phone fell into the sink and made a "dong" sound.

"what happened?"

Gu Xiaoman followed the prestige and saw the mobile phone soaked in the water. There was no anxiety on his face, but he was relieved.

"Xiao Xiao, I'm not sure."

Fu Wenyao took out his wet phone, without any apology on his face.

"It's okay, just buy another one tomorrow."

Gu Xiaoman bent his eyes, took an ice pack and put it on his eyes again.

The innocent mobile phone fell into the trash can with a bang, and the sound of chopping vegetables came from his ears, Gu Xiaoman hooked the corners of his mouth and completely relaxed.

After taking a shower, Gu Xiaoman found a projector on the bedside table, and Fu Wenyao was adjusting the angle of the projection on the opposite wall.

"The entertainment company under the company has made a few new movies. Stop working at night and watch movies together?"

"Okay."

Gu Xiaoman wiped his hair with a towel, walked to the dresser and sat down, "I haven't watched a movie for a long time."

"Choose one you like to watch, I'll take a shower first."

Gu Xiaoman nodded, and took the iPad on the table to log in to WeChat.

Before, she was too afraid to see harassing calls and text messages on her mobile phone, so she calmed down and thought about it, if Siyu was worried, and her mobile phone could not get through now, she might be very anxious.

Sure enough, as soon as I logged in to WeChat, I received a lot of messages.

After swiping the screen to glance at Ye Siyu's previous message, Gu Xiaoman sent a voice call to Ye Siyu with a guilty conscience.

"Didn't I tell you to tell me as soon as something happened? Not only didn't you tell me, but you didn't answer my phone!"

Ye Siyu's irritable voice came from the iPad, the background sound was a bit noisy, the sound of beautiful music mixed with the sound of clinking wine glasses, it seemed that he was attending a banquet.

Gu Xiaoman glanced in the direction of the bathroom, hurriedly lowered the volume, and explained with little confidence: "The phone accidentally fell into the water, so..."

"Is this the point? Even if there is suspicion, why did the police go directly to your company? Did that bitch Chu Mei pay reporters to block you? Didn't you get hurt? If I knew I shouldn't have come, Stay in Ningcheng, at least I can accompany you."

Ye Siyu's worried words seemed to flow into her heart like a warm current, and Gu Xiaoman smiled to comfort her irritable girlfriend.

"The person who reported the case said that I have an anti-social personality, so the police came. This is their responsibility, and it has nothing to do with the police. There were indeed reporters blocking me, but Mr. Fu arrived in time, and I was not injured."

"Fart! This shameless Chu Mei dares to say anything. She is defaming! We can sue her!"

Ye Siyu's angry voice raised a few pitches, "Then what are you going to do now? The navy that Chu Mei bought will drown out the software, and it's all cursed by dogs who can't spit out ivory."

"Naturally treats the body in the same way as the person."