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

"Little, I'm here."

His voice was deep and mellow, full of boundless pampering and tenderness, and full of comfort.

Gu Xiaoman forcefully looked at him with his eyes wide open, his mind was in a mess, thinking in a daze, why is Fu Wenyao here?

Is she dreaming?

Her eyelids were extremely heavy, and the corners of her sleepy eyes were slightly red, and she couldn't figure out why.

Another burst of pain came from her ankle, and she immediately blushed, struggling to pull her ankle back.

However, the man's palm was very strong, he clasped her ankle firmly, and continued to apply medicine to her.

Gu Xiaoman was so painful that tears rolled down instantly, she sniffed, and acted like a baby to the man aggrieved.

"It hurts... my husband... my ankle hurts..."

There was a hint of crying in her soft voice, Fu Wenyao's heart trembled, and he suppressed his distress and continued to apply medicine to her.

But the strength in the hand is still a lot lighter.

Seeing that acting like a baby was useless, Gu Xiaoman wept aggrievedly, and bit his head on the pillow, feeling extremely pitiful.

After an unknown amount of time, she was drenched with sweat from the pain, and her hair was sticking to the side of her face, as if she had been fished out of the water.

The dense pain in the ankle finally disappeared.

With wet eyes open, she saw the man getting up to leave in a daze, and subconsciously reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"Don't go..."

Fu Wenyao paused, and stood by the bed looking down at her.

Gu Xiaoman's delicate little face was pale and pale, but her delicate lips were very red, and there was a half circle of teeth marks on her lower lip, which were bitten out from the pain before.

Her black and white eyes are wet, like black rain flower stones under the stream.

Curly eyelashes drooping wet, very pitiful.

Fu Wenyao sighed softly, leaned over and kissed her gently on the forehead, and said soothingly, "Don't worry, I won't leave."

After saying that, he stretched out his long arms, directly picked up Gu Xiaoman, and walked into the bathroom.

Gu Xiaoman grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly, staring at him with a pair of bright eyes, as if the man would disappear as soon as he closed his eyes.

She pursed her lips and complained aggrievedly: "You belong to me alone!"

Fu Wenyao rubbed her hair and turned on the water valve of the bathtub.

"Well, I'm yours, and yours alone."

The little wife in his arms finally settled down, but a pair of bright black and white eyes were still looking at him without blinking.

A few minutes later, Gu Xiaoman couldn't help being sleepy, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Lying back on the big soft bed, she turned over and rubbed herself on the pillow contentedly.

Habitually, she reached out to grab the warm palm, but the warmth patted her hand, wanting to leave.

Gu Xiaoman woke up suddenly, stared at Fu Wenyao who was standing beside the bed in a daze, pursed his mouth, and his eyes were instantly wet.

"Are you going?"

Fu Wenyao was slightly startled, he didn't expect that she would wake up again, and a smile appeared in her dark eyes.

He glanced at the time and nodded, "Well, I should go."

If you don't leave, you will probably be discovered.

Hearing this sentence, Gu Xiaoman's tears rolled down instantly, she pouted aggrievedly, and stubbornly refused to let go of Fu Wenyao's hand.

"I know it's a dream, but can you, can you wait until I'm asleep?"

Her delicate voice was full of grievances, Fu Wenyao sighed lowly, and sat down on the bed again.

"it is good."

After getting an affirmative answer, Gu Xiaoman smiled with satisfaction, and closed his eyes again reluctantly.

Fu Wenyao patted the back of her hand with his generous palm, looking deeply at the sleeping Gu Xiaoman.

After her breathing was even and gentle, Fu Wenyao stopped, gently tucked her quilt, got up, put away the half-burned candles, opened the balcony door and left.

Tao Yan stood on the balcony, staring anxiously at the opposite balcony, and he was relieved when he saw Fu Wenyao appearing.

Fu Wenyao stretched out his hand to hold the rope, swung to the opposite side, pressed the button, and the rope retracted with a whoosh, and the night wind blew past, as if nothing had happened.

There was a light knock on the door, and on the big bed, Gu Xiaoman frowned and rubbed himself against the pillow, then opened his eyes in a daze.

She stretched, hugged the quilt and sat up, looking at the door with a sleepy look.

"who is it?"

Ye Siyu's voice came from outside the door, "Xiao Man, I'm coming in."

Immediately afterwards, the door of the room was pushed open, and Ye Siyu, who was wearing beige home clothes, came in from the door and went straight to Gu Xiaoman who was on the big bed.

"How is your ankle feeling?"

As she said, she lifted the quilt to look at Gu Xiaoman's ankle.

Gu Xiaoman obviously hasn't woken up from his sleep, he sat on the bed blankly and let her carefully pull up her ankle.

"Should be all right? I don't feel much pain."

Ye Siyu smiled when he saw Gu Xiaoman's ankle that had obviously swollen a lot.

"Not bad, good recovery."

She pulled back the quilt to cover Gu Xiaoman's ankles, a faint smell suddenly wafted from the tip of her nose, she frowned and sniffed at the quilt.

Noticing her movements, Gu Xiaoman shrank his ankle subconsciously under the quilt.

"What, what's wrong?"

Ye Siyu frowned suspiciously, "Did you apply safflower oil yourself last night?"

"what?"

Gu Xiaoman looked at her in confusion, and for some reason, turned his head to look at the bedside table, saw the small bottle of safflower oil on the bedside table, and blinked in confusion.

"When was this bottle placed here?"

Why is she not impressed at all?

"What did you say?"

Gu Xiaoman's voice was too low, Ye Siyu couldn't hear clearly, and moved forward to Gu Xiaoman.

Gu Xiaoman was taken aback and completely woke up.

Unable to explain why, she didn't want Ye Siyu to know, so she waved her hands in panic.

"It's nothing."

Ye Siyu noticed the safflower oil on the bedside table, thought it was brought by Gu Xiaoman, and didn't think much about it.

She rubbed Gu Xiaoman's head, "Go wash up when you wake up, just as breakfast is ready downstairs."

"Uh-huh."

Gu Xiaoman nodded, leaning on the head of the bed to watch Ye Siyu get up and leave.

When opening the door, Ye Siyu looked back at the safflower oil on Gu Xiaoman's bedside table, and blinked suspiciously.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoman, who is so afraid of pain, would take the initiative to apply medicine to his ankle?
Could it be that short-term pain is worse than long-term pain?

Ye Siyu looked away thoughtfully, opened the door and walked out.

When the door was closed, Gu Xiaoman turned his head to look at the half bottle of safflower oil left on the table, frowning slightly.

After she took a shower last night, she seemed to see Xiao Tangyuan coming in with a bag in her mouth, and the bottle of safflower oil was in the bag.

However, how did she remember that the bottle of safflower oil was full?

She moved her ankle unconsciously, and a scene of a man sitting by the bed and applying medicine to her ankle vaguely appeared in her mind.