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

The little Naituanzi looked up at her little face, her little face was flushed, and her big eyes flickered at Gu Xiaoman, her cute heart softened.

Gu Xiaoman looked her up and down carefully, stretched out his hands to compare, and asked doubtfully, "Xiaoyi, have you grown taller?"

After saying that, she naturally turned her head to look at Fu Wenyao, asking for proof.

"Sir, do you think Xiao Yi has grown taller?"

Fu Wenyao bent down to pick up the little milk dumpling, weighed his strong arms up and down slightly, and nodded with a smile.

"It's grown a lot and gained a lot of weight."

Hearing the word "heavy", the bright smile on Xiao Yi's white, tender and cute face froze instantly, and he stared at Fu Wenyao with wide eyes in disbelief.

A lot heavier?

Idiot daddy is saying that she is fat? !
Xiao Yi lowered his head and poked his soft belly, his whole body was about to petrify.

Impossible, she is obviously the same as before, not fat, it must be fooled by the idiot daddy!

Xiaonaituanzi pursed her mouth unhappily, turned around and stretched out her arms to Gu Xiaoman to hug her.

"Mommy, hug."

The little milk sounded so cute, Gu Xiaoman's heart almost melted.

Although there are videos with Xiaonaituanzi every day, it has been a long time since she hugged Xiaonaituanzi. Her eyes were a little sore, and she quickly reached out to hug Xiaonaituanzi into her arms

Xiao Yirou hugged Gu Xiaoman's neck with his small arms, and pointed his butt at Fu Wenyao angrily.

"Mommy, Xiao Yi has only grown taller, not fat, right?"

Her big black grape-like clear eyes looked at Gu Xiaoman expectantly, her mouth was pursed, as if Gu Xiaoman would cry immediately if she nodded.

Gu Xiaoman couldn't help laughing at the sight, buried his head in her body and sucked the scent of breastfeeding vigorously, then kissed her face lovingly, then nodded with a smile.

"Yes, our little one has only grown taller and hasn't gained weight at all. She is still the most beautiful little princess in the world."

"I knew I didn't gain weight!"

Xiao Nai Tuanzi happily showed a pair of dimples, holding Gu Xiaoman in his arms and kept looking at Fu Wenyao, with a small expression of "Did you hear that? Hurry up and apologize to me" written all over his face.

Fu Wenyao's heart was melted by her cute little expression, and he stretched out his long arms to embrace all of them, one big and one small, and leaned over to kiss the little Naituanzi's face.

"It's Daddy's mistake, Xiao Yi just grew taller, Xiao Yi is still the prettiest."

Xiao Nai Tuanzi giggled, twisted in Gu Xiaoman's arms and reached out to Fu Wenyao.

"Daddy, hug!"

Gu Xiaoman hugged Xiaotuanzi and leaned back, jealously said: "I like Daddy so much, Mommy hasn't hugged enough yet."

The little milk dumpling kissed Gu Xiaoman's face several times flatteringly, and said in a childlike voice: "Mummy, don't be angry, Xiaoyi is worried that Mommy's arms will be tired, Daddy is super strong, Leave this kind of physical work to Daddy. Mummy only needs to be as beautiful as a flower."

Gu Xiaoman laughed when he heard the words, and scratched her nose affectionately.

"You little clever ghost."

Xiaoyi giggled and was embraced by Fu Wenyao.

Ding Bo had been waiting at the gate with a group of servants. After the three of them had finished talking intimately, he smiled and said, "Welcome Mr. Madam and Miss home."

The servants bowed down in unison, followed by warm welcome in unison.

"Welcome home, Mrs. Ma'am."

Gu Xiaoman was a little uncomfortable with such a big battle, and subconsciously hid from Fu Wenyao.

"This is too grand."

Fu Wenyao held the little milk dumpling in one hand, and walked towards the villa with his arm around her slender waist.

Sensing Gu Xiaoman's emotions, Ding Bo waved his hand to signal everyone to go down.

He followed behind Fu Wenyao, exuding joy all over his body, and the smile on his face never fell.

"Sir, madam, the room is being cleaned every day, and lunch is ready, shall we serve it now?"

Fu Wenyao nodded slightly.

After lunch, the servants took out the decorations that Ding Bo had prepared a long time ago and began to arrange them in the villa, and the atmosphere of the Spring Festival became intense in an instant.

Gu Xiaoman took a nap with Xiaoyi, and when he woke up, the villa was almost furnished.

Xiaoyi has been abroad since he was born, and there is no Spring Festival abroad, let alone the atmosphere of the New Year.

At this moment, I saw red decorations everywhere in the villa, touching them excitedly, like a happy butterfly, scurrying around the house.

Gu Xiaoman sat on the sofa, looking tenderly at the happy little Naituanzi running around, with a touch of nostalgia on his face.

"What are you thinking about?"

Fu Wenyao's cold and magnetic voice sounded next to his ears, Gu Xiaoman leaned in his arms and looked up at him.

"You're done."

Fu Wenyao nodded, kissed her smooth forehead, and played with her porcelain white smooth hand with downcast eyes.

"What were you thinking before?"

Leaning comfortably in his arms, Gu Xiaoman's gaze followed Xiaoyi, and said softly: "It's nothing, I just saw the servants decorating the room, and I remembered my mother."

Fu Wenyao looked down at her, his black eyes full of affection.

"What kind of person is mother?"

He didn't seem to notice what kind of address he called out, his tone was natural, and his face remained unchanged.

Gu Xiaoman's ears turned red, and he thought over the word "Mom" that Mr. Fu said silently in his heart, feeling sweet in his heart.

"Mom is a person who loves life very much and pays attention to the sense of ritual. Especially for festivals like the Spring Festival, my mother usually starts preparations a month in advance."

As she spoke, she pointed to the exquisite decorations that can be seen everywhere in the room, "In addition to these, my mother will also buy me a lot of delicious snacks at home and abroad in advance, and also make me a lot of delicious snacks. dessert."

"Above the decoration, the garden and other places are arranged by the servants. In the room, my mother is determined not to let the servants intervene. My mother will take me to start decorating the house little by little in the week before New Year's Eve. .”

"Moreover, my mother never buys couplets. She writes them herself. Every year, the content of couplets is carefully selected by her. Although the content is different, the meaning is the same beautiful and warm."

"In the past, I liked the Spring Festival the most. Unfortunately, after my mother passed away, I never had a good time..."

Gu Xiaoman sighed in his heart, and didn't continue talking.

Not long after her mother passed away, Chu Mei and Gu Yunshi came in, and the Gu family still celebrated the Spring Festival, but all their preferences were based on Chu Mei's preferences.

In the first few years, Chu Mei would use various reasons to keep her away from home during the Spring Festival.

She didn't understand at first, and hurried back on the night of New Year's Eve, only to see the reunion of Gu Jiyuan, Chu Mei and Gu Yunshi.

After that, she understood what Chu Mei meant, and made a travel plan every year before the Spring Festival, out of sight and out of mind.

Later, something like that happened, and she was forced to go abroad.

In a foreign country, even if it is arranged deliberately, it will no longer have the lively and happy atmosphere when my mother was there.

Gu Xiaoman narrowed his eyes, hiding the flash of nostalgia in his eyes.