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

This is the old lady's favorite Chunlan. It was a gift given to the old lady by Master Wen Yao before. The old lady has been taking good care of it and never faked it.

I never thought that I accidentally cut off the best flower because of her words.

Yuqing sighed regretfully, and said guiltily, "Madam, it's all my fault."

The old lady raised her hand to stop her next words, looking softly at the flowers in her hand.

"You don't have to blame yourself, this is probably its fate."

The old lady was no longer in the mood for pruning, so Yuqing helped her out of the garden.

On the balcony, Gu Yunshi glanced at the mobile phone on the table from time to time, counting the time, she couldn't help sending Mr. Fu a message again.

"Mr. Fu, are you not angry with my sister? I thought about it for a long time, and I always felt that I shouldn't send you those photos. After all, you and my sister are husband and wife, and my sister will definitely take the initiative to send you those photos." You explained."

"It's a pity that I can't withdraw the photo after the time has passed. Mr. Fu, don't be angry with my sister. I'm just afraid that my sister will hide it from you, so... I overstepped..."

She tried her best to make her words look careful.

After sending the message, she lay back on the recliner again, pursing her lips triumphantly.

Gu Xiaoman came down after changing his clothes, and was going to help Mr. Fu in the kitchen.

When she passed the living room, she heard the vibrating sound of her mobile phone. She looked around and saw Fu Wenyao's mobile phone on the table. She bent down to pick it up.

Inadvertently glancing at the WeChat message sent by Gu Yunshi on the screen, Gu Xiaoman's eyes suddenly turned cold, his hand holding the phone tightened, his knuckles turned white.

Gu Yunshi really deserves to be a daughter who was taught by Xiaosan. It's all good if she doesn't have a little bit of parenting etiquette. Now she doesn't even have a moral bottom line.

First, she blatantly provoked her relationship with Mr. Fu, and now she hypocritically said that she regretted it and shouldn't post photos.

Since you regret it, why did you go early?

It's really disgusting to have all your hair out, and still whitewash yourself here, and elevate yourself.

Gu Xiaoman's face was tense, and he walked into the kitchen with his mobile phone.

Just as Fu Wenyao put the lobster into the pot, when he heard footsteps, he turned around and saw that it was Gu Xiaoman, with his thin lips slightly hooked.

"Why did you come here?"

With a cold face, Gu Xiaoman folded his arms around his chest and shook the phone at Fu Wenyao.

"Gu Yunshi sent you a message again."

Presumably Gu Yunshi didn't say anything good, otherwise the little wife wouldn't be so unhappy.

A cold light flashed across Fu Wenyao's deep and deep black eyes, and he said coldly: "My hands are not convenient, can you help me back?"

"Are you sure?" Gu Xiaoman's eyes lit up, and he walked up to Fu Wenyao in two or three steps, looking up at him with bright eyes.

"Sir, are you sure you want me to come back?"

The little wife looked eager to try, and her charming eyes were full of expectations, but she still asked him very politely, lest he be impulsive.

Fu Wenyao was infected by her smile, a doting smile appeared in his black eyes, and he nodded with a smile.

"Well, come back."

"Okay!"

Gu Xiaoman nodded and turned on the screen happily.

The screen of the mobile phone had been automatically unlocked by scanning her face at Mr. Fu before, so she clicked on the message, and was a little confused for a while.

How can I fight back against Gu Yunshi properly.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Mr. Fu in an apron who was busy, Gu Xiaoman had a flash of inspiration, and turned on the camera to capture a picture of Mr. Fu's cooking.

After clicking on the photo, when she was about to send it to Gu Yunshi, she hesitated again.

Although Mr. Fu didn't do any poses, the photos he took were more attractive than those deliberately posed.

The man was wearing a black shirt and trousers, and a dark brown apron. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up high, revealing his strong forearms.

The side face is exquisite, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the superior jawline is a thousand times better than those flat models.

Such a good Mr. Fu, she couldn't bear to show Gu Yunshi.

Gu Xiaoman turned on the camera very cautiously, took a casual photo showing only the hand and the Patek Philippe watch on the wrist, and sent it to him.

Very arrogantly said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu is busy cooking for me, so I don't have time!"

"Now that you know that you are overstepping, you shouldn't send messages, so don't send such sobering words in the future. You have no brains, do you really think that everyone in the world is as brainless as you?"

After sending the message, Gu Xiaoman happily closed the dialog box, and was very curious to be hooked by Bai Yujie's message below.

Out of curiosity, she blinked and asked Fu Wenyao who was busy.

"Mr. Fu, can I see your chat history?"

Although Gu Xiaoman was curious, if Mr. Fu didn't want her to see it, she would suppress it no matter how curious she was.

After all, everyone is an independent individual and needs their own space.

Hearing this, Fu Wenyao didn't care much and said, "Well, just take a look."

Hearing this, Gu Xiaoman's sweet eyes crooked as if he had swallowed a big mouthful of honey.

A few days ago, she heard the group of intern girls discussing in the company's tea room, saying that those who dare to let the other party look at their mobile phones really love each other.

Now that Mr. Fu let her look at the phone casually, he must love her too much!
Glamorously ticked off the message that she was curious about, seeing Fu Wenyao showing off roses in the group, the smile on the corner of Gu Xiaoman's mouth widened, and he turned off the chat history with a smile.

She really didn't expect Mr. Fu to have such a childish side.

That basket of roses was just bought by her at random, and it could make Mr. Fu so happy.

It seems that she will give Mr. Fu more gifts in the future.

Just as he was thinking, a burst of food aroma rushed towards his face, Gu Xiaoman swallowed his saliva greedily, walked quickly to Fu Wenyao's side, and watched Fu Wenyao filling the plate with prawns.

"Smells so good, sir, you are too good! When will I be as good as you?"

She stared at the delicious shrimps on the plate without blinking, her tone full of envy.

Fu Wenyao remembered the burnt porridge cooked by Gu Xiaoman, twitched the corners of his mouth, and subconsciously said, "Forget it, I'll make it for you whatever you want."

"Huh? What? Did you speak, sir?"

Gu Xiaoman's attention was all on the shrimp, and he sniffed hard to smell the aroma, as if he heard Fu Wenyao's words, but he didn't.

Fu Wenyao came to his senses after being asked, and chuckled amused by her greedy cat-like action, so he simply picked a shrimp for her and fed it to her mouth.

"Nothing, you are allowed to eat one first."

"Well……"

Gu Xiaoman swallowed the peeled shrimp in one gulp, narrowed his eyes contentedly, and gave Fu Wenyao a thumbs up.

"It's delicious! Mr. Fu, you are amazing!"

After finishing speaking, she picked up the plate on the table and walked towards the dining table, "I'll take the plate out first."

Looking at her cheerful back, Fu Wenyao smiled and shook his head.