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

Gu Xiaoman shrank into Fu Wenyao's arms in fear, his pretty face was nearly numb by the ruthless cold wind.

She leaned against Fu Wenyao's arms and walked towards the door of the hut facing the cold wind, her hands tucked into the long sleeves of the down jacket, shivering in the cold wind.

"The mountain, the top of the mountain is too, too cold."

Gu Xiaoman poured a mouthful of cold wind with just one mouthful, "..."

What kind of human suffering is this?
Fu Wenyao obviously didn't expect the wind on the top of the mountain to be so strong. If he hadn't supported Gu Xiaoman before, Gu Xiaoman would have been blown down by the wind.

The cold wind whizzed through the dense forest on the mountain, and the branches swayed and flapped together, making the sound of howling ghosts and wolves.

Sensing the trembling of the little wife in his arms, Fu Wenyao's face became very gloomy, and he quickly walked into the glass cabin with Gu Xiaoman in his arms.

He had specially ordered the servants to go back, and there were only him and Gu Xiaoman in the hut at this moment.

As soon as he entered the door, feeling the warm and comfortable temperature in the room, Gu Xiaoman let out a long sigh of relief, and withdrew from Fu Wenyao's arms.

Fu Wenyao lowered his head to help her unzip, took off her coat and patted her on the back.

"Look around first, I'll make a pot of hot tea."

"Well, okay."

Gu Xiaoman nodded obediently, rubbed his little face that was almost unconscious from the cold, put on slippers, and walked around the room with the shoes.

The glass room is very big, the sofa is big and soft, and the beanbag sofa next to it is so soft that people want to lie on it directly.

The innermost one is the open kitchen. Gu Xiaoman sat down on the sofa, pulled the soft and round pillow into his arms, lay down on the sofa and watched Fu Wenyao making tea without blinking.

The bones are well defined, and the slender fingers are holding the porcelain white teapot, and the movements are graceful as if they are performing, which looks pleasing to the eye.

Gu Xiaoman was fascinated by it, and his eyes moved up to his delicate and handsome face.

The hot air floated up, like a layer of white gauze wrapped around his cheeks, and Gu Xiaoman's bright eyes were filled with naked and hot liking and love.

Sensing the scorching gaze of his little charming wife, Fu Wenyao's fingertips trembled, and he continued to move his hands.

The fresh and elegant tea fragrance spread in the hut, Gu Xiaoman couldn't help getting up, and walked to Zhongdao Terrace with his slippers.

"You can watch the stars upstairs. I heard that there will be a meteor shower tonight. Go upstairs for a drink?"

Gu Xiaoman was staring eagerly at the hot tea on the table, his eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Meteor shower? Really? I haven't seen a meteor shower yet."

"When did I lie to you?"

Fu Wenyao picked up the tray and walked upstairs.

Gu Xiaoman followed him up the stairs and into the bedroom on the second floor.

In the room, there is only a delicate and beautiful moon lamp on the tatami of the balcony, emitting a soft halo.

The moonlight falls on the tatami, cool and soft as fine silk.

Fu Wenyao took off his shoes and put the tray on the small table, and took some snacks from the table next to him and put them on the small table together.

Gu Xiaoman sat down on the tatami, took a small sip of half a cup of tea, and looked up at the bright starry sky outside the glass dome.

Bright stars are scattered on the black velvet-like night, and the crescent-like moonlight hangs obliquely on the night, which is amazingly beautiful.

Fu Wenyao moved the small table away, lay down flat, and stretched out his hand to Gu Xiaoman.

"Xiao Xiao, it will be more comfortable to lie down and watch."

Gu Xiaoman put down his teacup and lay down next to Fu Wenyao.

The beautiful and astonishing night fell into the pupils, and Gu Xiaoman's clear eyes did not blink, for fear that he would not be able to see such a beautiful scenery again in the next second.

Suddenly, a bright star dragged its long tail across the night. She suddenly opened her eyes wide and turned her head in surprise.

"Sir, Meteor..."

Her lips touched a piece of hot and humid softness, her curled eyelashes trembled, and she stared at Fu Wenyao's eyebrows and eyes so close at hand, she didn't know what to do for a moment.

Fu Wenyao's deep and dark eyes became darker, his lips parted slightly, and he attacked the city.

Gu Xiaoman's crow-like eyelashes trembled, and they closed slowly, and kissed Mr. Fu in a long kiss under the meteor shower all over the sky.

When Fu Wenyao let go of her, she was buried in Fu Wenyao's arms. Her pretty little face was blushing fiercely, and her big eyes were as wet as a deer lost in the forest.

Gu Xiaoman calmed down his breathing, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly looked up at the starry sky.

The meteor shower was still going on, she hurriedly pushed Fu Wenyao, "Sir, make a wish quickly."

After saying that, she put her palms together on her chest, closed her eyes and silently made a wish in her heart: May my husband and Xiaoyi be together all the time, be safe and happy, be healthy and happy, and everything will go smoothly.

She silently repeated her wish several times in her heart piously, and then slowly opened her eyes and turned to look at Fu Wenyao.

Fu Wenyao was drinking tea from a teacup, and it was unclear whether he had made a wish or not.

Seeing her open her eyes, the man took a delicate and lovely snack and handed it to her mouth.

"Are you hungry? Have some snacks?"

Gu Xiaoman took a bite, and the sweet taste of matcha spread in his mouth. After chewing and swallowing, Gu Xiaoman hurriedly asked, "Sir, did you make a wish?"

Fu Wenyao didn't answer, and passed the snack in his hand to her lips.

Gu Xiaoman: "..."

Angrily biting her snack again, she said angrily, "I heard that meteor showers are the most effective way to make a wish. It would be a waste not to make a wish. If I had known you wouldn't make a wish, I would have made it for you."

Fu Wenyao ate the last sip of dim sum left, and raised his eyebrows to look at her.

"What do you want to promise?"

Without even thinking about it, Gu Xiaoman blurted out: "Of course it is..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly noticed something, swallowed the words that had come to her lips, and moved closer to Fu Wenyao who was looking at her.

"Sir, are you trying to trick me?"

Fu Wenyao's fingertips resting on the tatami mat trembled slightly, his black eyes were calm, he clasped Gu Xiaoman's waist without changing his face, hugged her into his arms, and asked knowingly, "What are you talking about?"

Gu Xiaoman stared at him unblinkingly with big clear eyes, trying to see a little bit of guilty conscience from his face.

However, Mr. Fu didn't change his face, and couldn't see any emotion.

Gu Xiaoman pouted, lying in his arms boredly.

"You don't want to say forget it."

Seeing the sleepy little wife in his arms, Fu Wenyao moved his thin lips slightly, and was about to speak when the sound of fireworks suddenly sounded outside the window.

Gu Xiaoman followed the prestige.

Countless fireworks bloom brilliantly and dazzingly in the night, which is absolutely exquisite.

She stared at the fireworks one after another in the night obsessively, and forgot to speak for a moment.

Fu Wenyao saw the astonishment in Xiaojiao's wife's eyes, and finally felt a sense of accomplishment.

It seems that occasionally a surprise can still come.

After watching for a long time, Gu Xiaoman suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at Fu Wenyao, and pulled his clothes.