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

"I'll help you find what you're looking for, why are you sitting on the ground?"

Without waiting for his wife to answer, Fu Wenyao leaned over and picked up Gu Xiaoman, and gently put her on the big bed, with one knee pressed against her leg.

Gu Xiaoman fell down on the big soft bed, touched Fu Wenyao's face with his fingers, and asked casually, "Mr. Fu, do you have anything else to hide from me?"

Fu Wenyao tilted his head and gently pecked and kissed her fingertips, his voice was a bit vague.

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Gu Xiaoman didn't know where the courage came from, and moved his hand to Fu Wenyao's shoulder, pressing his left hand on his shoulder and pushing up.

Fu Wenyao was pushed to the big bed by her very cooperatively, and Gu Xiaoman sat on his body, his face was flushed, and he looked down at Fu Wenyao below him condescendingly.

"Quickly answer, do you have anything else to hide from me?"

Grasping Xiaojiao's wife's hand, Fu Wenyao squeezed Xiaojiao's soft fingertips as if addicted, and answered casually.

"No?"

"you sure?"

The man's attitude was loose, and a nameless anger sprang up in his heart. Gu Xiaoman coldly withdrew his hand and groped Fu Wenyao's body.

The little wife's frail and boneless hands stroked across her waist, all the way down, Fu Wenyao's breathing became heavy, and her voice was hoarse.

"Xiao Xiao, what are you doing?"

Gu Xiaoman groped Fu Wenyao's body without raising his head, "Looking for a mobile phone."

Seeing that the little wife's hand was about to touch the skin under the shirt, Fu Wenyao tensed up and reminded the silly little wife angrily.

"Left trouser pocket."

The pocket of his trousers was just blocked by his own legs. Hearing this, Gu Xiaoman moved forward without thinking, took out his phone from his pocket and looked at Fu Wenyao with raised eyebrows.

"Mr. Fu, can I see your mobile phone?"

Having said that, she had already turned on the screen and pointed the phone directly at Fu Wenyao's handsome face, but the phone didn't unlock instantly as she imagined, prompting to enter a password.

Gu Xiaoman wrinkled his nose, and his eyes fell on Fu Wenyao, with an expression of: "Tell me the password quickly, or you are finished".

Fu Wenyao sighed, clasped his little wife's slender waist with his big hands, and sat up.

Thinking that he was angry and wanted to take his cell phone, Gu Xiaoman felt lost for a while, subconsciously dodged back.

Fu Wenyao's connection with Gu Yunshi has always been a thorn in her heart. If she doesn't understand this matter, she may not be able to sleep well during this time.

Since Fu Wenyao proposed to her, as a fiancée, she should have the right to check his fiancé's phone, right? !
Thinking of this, Gu Xiaoman was justifiably strong, and gave Fu Wenyao a slightly raised look at the end of his eyes.

"Don't move, just tell me the password."

Fu Wenyao firmly held her hand and entered the password one by one: 001015.

Gu Xiaoman's mobile phone password is Xiaoyi's birthday, and the moment she saw the password, she automatically changed the password to October 10th.

whose birthday is this

Before she could think, the screen turned on.

"What do you want to see?"

Fu Wenyao's voice came from next to his ear, the low and hoarse murmur was captivating, Gu Xiaoman was so soft that he could hardly hold the phone, and hid to the side with red ears.

She clicked on the call record and asked casually, "Whose birthday is October 10?"

"It's not someone's birthday." Fu Wenyao glanced at her and said lightly, "The date we met five months ago."

"You still remember the date?"

Gu Xiaoman was a little surprised, he raised his eyes to look at Fu Wenyao, his bright eyes were wide open, extremely surprised.

Fu Wenyao lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, and said naturally, "Why don't you remember?"

Gu Xiaoman blinked and looked at him, as if being hit by a pie falling from the sky, his heart was beating non-stop.

Mr. Fu, too foul.

Not only did he remember the date of that day, but he even used this date as his mobile phone password. Is that day so important to Mr. Fu?

The corners of Gu Xiaoman's mouth curled up, and he looked through the call records with a smile.

The little wife's mood has obviously improved a lot, her clear eyes are bent into crescents, and she is extraordinarily lively and happy.

Fu Wenyao fell in love with her happy little appearance, hooked her waist and kissed her lips lightly.

"So happy?"

"No."

Gu Xiaoman didn't even want to refute aloud, calculated the time of the day, and swipe a series of numbers on the screen.

Seeing the familiar and unfamiliar numbers, her fingers froze, and she subconsciously covered the screen, not daring to look at it.

Obviously, he has been very concerned about this matter these days, and even had a unilateral cold war with Fu Wenyao because of this matter.

When she really wanted to face the truth, she was suddenly a little timid, and she didn't even want to look at it anymore.

So what if you know the truth?

She likes Mr. Fu and wants to be with Mr. Fu all her life.

Because of this liking, she believed what Mr. Fu said when he proposed, and put on the ring Mr. Fu gave him.

If Mr. Fu was really on the phone with Gu Yunshi that night, what would she do?
Return the ring to Mr. Fu?
As soon as this thought came to her head, her heart felt uncomfortable, as if being grabbed by a pair of invisible hands, the pain made her frown.

However, if she doesn't return the ring, will she still be able to love Mr. Fu with all her heart as before?

She can't do it either!
Just a phone call has already made her feel so uncomfortable, if there are other things, what should she do?
The more Gu Xiaoman thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, his little face wrinkled in sadness.

The little wife's complexion changed too quickly, Fu Wenyao looked deeply at the phone she was covering the screen, pulled the phone out of her hand, and glanced at the current page.

Apart from Tao Yan and calls from work, there are only Xiaoyi's number and a bunch of unfamiliar numbers on the page.

That string of numbers seems to belong to Gu Yunshi?

Could it be that the little wife was jealous when she saw Gu Yunshi calling him?
What was wrong with Xiaojiao's wife during this period of time flashed before his eyes, and Fu Wenyao suddenly understood in a blink of an eye.

No wonder, when he was on the phone on the balcony that day, his little wife hurried back to the room as soon as he recovered.

That day, Xiao Xiao thought that the person on the phone with him was Gu Yunshi?
Thinking of this, Fu Wenyao squeezed Gu Xiaoman's face dumbfounded.

As soon as Gu Xiaoman came back to her senses, she saw the smile on the corner of Fu Wenyao's mouth, and the anger she had just suppressed surged out, and she was so angry that she turned over and wanted to get off Fu Wenyao's body.

Fu Wenyao held down his little wife with sharp eyes and hands, and directly handed the phone to her face, coaxing her in a low voice.

"Xiao Xiao, take a closer look."

"What are you looking at? Looking at the love record between you and Gu Yunshi?"

Gu Xiaoman's sour whole body was bubbling, and he was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say.

As soon as the words were finished, Fu Wenyao patted the position below her waist lightly and lightly. She felt aggrieved for a while, and turned her face away with red eyes.