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

Fu Wenyao didn't answer him, the temperature around him dropped a few more degrees, and his cold face was as cold as frost.

"Fu Chengze, you bastard! Just breaking his legs is too cheap for him!" Yang You's always smiling face showed a rare look of anger.

He turned his head to look at Fu Wenyao, and said in disbelief, "Are you really going to let Fu Chengze go like this?"

Fu Wenyao's gaze was firmly locked on Gu Xiaoman in the garden. Hearing this, the gentleness in his long and narrow black eyes faded away a little bit, and the bottom of his bottomless eyes rolled darkly.

The voice was cold, "Let it go? How is it possible!"

Hearing his voice that was so cold that ice slags fell off, Yang You's frowning brows relaxed slightly, and his expression relaxed a lot.

"Since he likes HIV so much, how can he be worthy of his liking if you don't plant some in his body?"

"Besides, didn't you find out that the incident with his uncle and aunt had something to do with him? It's time to settle the old and new accounts together."

Yang You's eyes were dark, without any emotion.

Fu Wenyao's expression was dull, without any fluctuations in his complexion, and he said lightly: "Don't worry, I will take care of it. Your latest task is to cure her well."

Just at this time, Gu Xiaoman leaned on the seat and looked up. Seeing the two of them, she was stunned for a second, and then a bright smile appeared on her delicate face.

He smiled and waved to the two of them.

The coldness between Fu Wenyao's eyebrows and eyes was like a spring breeze blowing across the ice, and the ice and snow suddenly melted.

He withdrew his hand from his pocket and waved slightly at Gu Xiaoman.

Seeing Fu Wenyao's one-second face change, Yang You lowered his eyes to look at Gu Xiaoman, who was dangling his legs in the garden, inexplicably envious.

Fu Wenyao is really like a kite being held in Gu Xiaoman's hand now, whether it flies high or far depends on Gu Xiaoman's mood.

It seems good to be led like this.

Gu Xiaoman sat in the garden for a while, and then wandered back to the ward.

As soon as he opened the door of the ward, he saw Fu Wenyao sitting at the desk looking through documents.

She looked around the room for a week, but she didn't see Yang You, and sat down next to Fu Wenyao with some doubts.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly remembered Fu Wenyao's advice, took out the card from his pocket and looked through it, looking for it to see if there was any suitable words.

Her lips were suddenly pressed against something soft, and she subconsciously took a sip. The warm water slid down her throat, and she squinted her eyes comfortably.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Wenyao's deep and magnetic voice sounded in his ears.

"Yang You has something to do temporarily, so he left first."

When Gu Xiaoman heard the words, he turned his head to look at Fu Wenyao, his big clear eyes seemed to say: "How do you know what I'm thinking?"

Fu Wenyao was amused by her slightly shocked look, and subconsciously reached out and rubbed her hair.

As soon as his hand touched Gu Xiaoman's hair, Gu Xiaoman's whole body froze.

Fu Wenyao's pupils shrank, his fingertips moved slightly, and he wanted to withdraw his hand.

Unexpectedly, Gu Xiaoman reached up to hold his hand, pressed his hand on her hair, and shook his head slightly.

Fu Wenyao was slightly startled, his long and narrow black eyes looked at Gu Xiaoman whose face was slightly pale.

He could feel Gu Xiaoman's nervousness.

Mingming's face was pale, and his whole body tensed up nervously. The hands on his knees gripped his clothes even more tightly, but he still held down his hands.

Knowing that Gu Xiaoman is afraid that he will be sad, so he is suppressing the discomfort.

Fu Wenyao's heart softened instantly, he touched her soft hair lightly, and retracted his palm lovingly.

As soon as the palm left the top of Gu Xiaoman's head, there was a small exhalation from Xiaojiao's wife.

Fu Wenyao felt distressed and funny at the same time.

This little thing now really knows how to make people feel more distressed.

However, Xiao Xiaoken took the initiative to touch him, does it also mean that Xiao Xiao actually believed the blood test sheet?

Fu Wenyao heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, his mood that had been suppressed for a few days finally got better.

Now that Xiao Xiao's spirit has stabilized, it's time to settle some accounts!

Fu Wenyao's long and narrow black eyes suddenly darkened like water, and the air pressure around him tensed unconsciously.

Thinking that he was still angry, Gu Xiaoman tightened his grip on his clothes.

Carefully glanced at Fu Wenyao's gloomy face, took a few deep breaths, and silently brainwashed himself.

I don't have a virus, I don't have a virus, I don't have a virus.

I'm a healthy baby, I'm a healthy baby, just hold it, it's ok!

After mentally brainwashing himself, Gu Xiaoman's tense shoulders gradually relaxed.

She summoned up her courage, closed her eyes, and threw herself into Fu Wenyao's arms like a small cannonball.

The weak and boneless slender hands hugged Fu Wenyao's waist tightly, using actions to calm Fu Wenyao.

Fu Wenyao was thinking about how to deal with Fu Chengze when a reckless and ignorant little white rabbit suddenly bumped into his arms.

He immediately forgot to settle accounts, and hugged Wen Xiang's treasures tightly.

The second Gu Xiaoman hugged Fu Wenyao, his body stiffened uncontrollably.

She almost subconsciously wanted to push the man away, and when she was struggling, Fu Wenyao's arm passed through hers, and he directly hugged her and sat on the man's lap.

The whole body was wrapped in the familiar Lengxiang, and Gu Xiaoman's tense body gradually relaxed.

Her hands habitually wrapped around Fu Wenyao's neck, and her delicate face was pressed against Fu Wenyao's firm and warm chest, as if she had returned home, and she completely relaxed.

Drowsy and want to sleep.

The breath of the little wife in his arms gradually became longer, and Fu Wenyao shook his head with a smile.

He simply got up, hugged her to the side of the bed, placed Gu Xiaoman on the big bed tenderly, took off her shoes, and covered her with a quilt.

Fingertips caressed the dark circles under Gu Xiaoman's eyes, and Fu Wenyao's dark and deep eyes flashed a dark light.

Xiaoxiao has been frightened for the past two days and has not had a good rest.

He leaned over and kissed Gu Xiaoman's smooth forehead, took out his cell phone, went to the balcony and dialed Tao Yan.

As soon as Tao Yan finished sending the email, he received a call from Fu Wenyao.

After hanging up the phone, he started contacting his subordinates non-stop.

As soon as it was dark, Fu Chengze finished the last bottle of medicine for the day, and was immediately carried out with his mouth covered by several men who broke into the ward.

He looked in horror at a few black-clothed men who were not even covering their faces, and wanted to struggle.

However, there was still a steel plate on his leg, so he couldn't move at all.

The two arms were restrained separately by the man, and the mouth was stuffed with a towel, and only the eyes were left to move.