Addicted to sticking to her, the crazy CEO asks for a kiss every day

Not long after, Fu Nanchen picked up Jian Xiaoan and prepared to go home.

On the way, she leaned drowsily in his arms, her lower abdomen aching slightly, thinking of the baby in her belly, "Hubby, let's go to the hospital, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Turn around." Fu Nanchen hurriedly contacted Dr. Jiang.

Fu Nanchen noticed that she looked listless along the way, so he touched her forehead and said, "Baby, where do you feel uncomfortable? Is it your stomach?"

Jian Xiaoan frowned and covered her stomach with her hands. Sweat began to seep out of her forehead. "Yeah, my stomach hurts a little." She raised her eyes to look at Fu Nanchen, her eyes full of worry. "Is our baby okay?"

"It's okay, let's go to the hospital right away." Fu Nanchen comforted her.

When they arrived at the hospital, Dr. Jiang found that her fetus was unstable. After learning about her recent condition, he told her to stay in bed and rest for the near future.

In the next few days, Fu Nanchen accompanied Jian Xiaoan in Moon Bay, and his office was moved to the study.

That day, Jian Xiaoan was resting in the bedroom. When she woke up, she found that Fu Nanchen was not around. She felt a little hungry and was about to get out of bed to find something to eat when she heard a man in the study room talking on the phone.

I saw Jian Xiaoan walking in wearing home clothes, her face looked dizzy and her bun was hanging loosely on her head.

"Hubby." Jian Xiaoan walked up to him, sat directly in his arms, hugged his neck with both hands, and said softly, "Hubby, I miss you!"

After she became pregnant, she became more and more attached to Fu Nanchen. She always felt at ease with him.

Jian Xiaoan rested her head on his shoulder and rubbed against his neck, "Hug me."

[Wow, my god, look, this is what Mr. Fu is like in private.]

【Shh, keep your voice down.】

It turned out that the video conference had not ended yet. The employees in the conference room were all sitting quietly, not daring to make a sound.

Fu Nanchen used a hair band to tie her hair into a bun again, "Baby, are you hungry?"

Jian Xiaoan closed her eyes and whispered, "Well, I want to eat jelly."

"Okay." Fu Nanchen opened the drawer and took out a large jelly. He opened it and scooped a piece of orange with a spoon and put it to her mouth. "Here, your favorite."

Jian Xiaoan chewed it twice and swallowed it, "I want more."

Fu Nanchen fed her the remaining yellow peaches and asked, "Do you want more?"

Jian Xiaoan opened her eyes a little, saw the strawberries on the table, raised her chin and gestured to him, "Strawberries."

Fu Nanchen picked out the biggest one and stuffed the tip of the strawberry into her mouth, "Eat more."

Jian Xiaoan took a bite and frowned, "Hmm, honey, it's so sour, you eat it." After that, she passed the strawberry directly to Fu Nanchen.

[My god, Mr. Fu is a man who dotes on his wife. ]

Fu Nanchen chewed it, his nose wrinkled, it was indeed sour.

"I want to eat the handmade dumplings made by grandma." Jian Xiaoan didn't really have much appetite, but she missed some of the flavors in her memory. She rested her head on Fu Nanchen's shoulder again, "I'm so sleepy."

Fu Nanchen stood up and hugged her, patting her on the back and coaxing her, "Go to sleep if you want to. I'll make you dumplings later. Cabbage dumplings, please."

"Yeah." Jian Xiaoan hugged his neck, her whole body soft like a lop-eared rabbit, "Hubby loves you, muah."

"I love you too, baby." Fu Nanchen continued to coax her as she walked out of the study.

The conference room was in an uproar, with everyone whispering to each other as if they had discovered a new continent. Some female colleagues even whispered, "Baby, baby, President Fu's voice is so sweet, I support them as a couple, ahhhhhhhhh!"

"The domineering CEO in the novel really exists. He's so sweet. I didn't expect Assistant Jian to be so cute in private."

"Yes, yes, the domineering president pampers his wife to the heavens."

.......

At this time, Rona, who was sitting at the conference table, had a very dark expression on her face. She rolled her eyes at the female colleague who was whispering, "You are so hypocritical."

"Lorna, who are you calling pretentious? I think you are the one who is being pretentious. You pushed someone down the stairs for no reason. I wonder if your legs are healed? If you become disabled, you will walk with one leg higher than the other."

Everyone's eyes were focused on Rona. Ever since the last incident, her popularity in the company had become worse and worse. She used to be a little celebrity in the company, but now she was almost a jinx and everyone avoided her.

She didn't expect that Jian Xiaoan would come back alive on the wedding day, and she was even pregnant. After the incident with Anhe Food a few days ago, she even hoped for a moment that something would happen to her and the child.

Rona looked at the study room in the camera. The bookshelf against the wall was filled with photos of Jian Xiaoan. She held the pen tightly and slid it down on the notebook...

Yang Song was standing opposite him, and he could even hear the sound of the pen tip scratching the paper.

This woman is so vicious. She has a harmless face but her heart is extremely evil.

......

Jian Xiaoan was sleeping soundly on the sofa when she heard a bang in the kitchen. She hurriedly got up and walked towards the kitchen. Through the transparent glass door, she saw a tall man wearing an apron, and the chopping board and stove were covered with flour.

There was steam coming out of the pot, with a layer of dumpling...skin floating on top.

She pushed the door open and went in, "Husband."

"Baby, it will be ready soon. The delicious dumplings will be out of the pot soon." Fu Nanchen quickened his pace, stuffing the dumpling fillings and pinching the dumpling skins with his fingers skillfully.

"Puchi." Jian Xiaoan looked at the dumplings he made, "Great improvement, they look delicious at first glance."

Thin skin and lots of fillings! Different sizes!

Jian Xiaoan took a colander and dug into the pot and stirred it a few times. He saw that some of the dumplings were laughing, while others had been ripped open and died heroically.

Fu Nanchen was busy and flustered beside him, with flour on his face. Jian Xiaoan served the dumplings and the two of them took them out and sat at the dining table.

He looked at the dumplings in front of him in silence.

Jian Xiaoan picked up one with chopsticks, blew it cool, put it in her mouth, and nodded while chewing, "Honey, you know what, it's quite delicious."

She found another decent-looking dumpling on the plate and put it in Fu Nanchen's bowl, "Try it."

Fu Nanchen himself was disgusted, and frowned as he ate, "Are you sure it tastes good?"

"Well, it's delicious. Everything my husband cooks is delicious." Jian Xiaoan seemed to have a much better appetite today.

"Look, add some soup and it will become noodles, add some vinegar..." Jian Xiaoan paused, "Honey, I seem to like this kind of noodles, is it only eaten in the north?"

Fu Nanchen nodded, "Yes, my mother often makes it for me. It's called noodle soup in Beicheng."

Jian Xiaoan took a sip of the soup and said thoughtfully, "Honey, do you think I am really from North City? I seem to like everything you like to eat."

"If so, then we are really destined to be together." Jian Xiaoan scooped up a mouthful of soup and brought it to Fu Nanchen's mouth, "Come and try what I made."

very sour!

Fu Nanchen forced himself to swallow it, "It's sour."

"Honey, is our hospital going to hold a public welfare lecture on depression?"

"Well, nowadays, many people with depression need to be seen and understood by everyone. The society does not pay enough attention to depression. The company is going to set aside some funds to support this area."

"I knew a senior who was always happy, but one day she committed suicide. It was said to be sunshine-type depression. It's a pity."

Fu Nanchen said "hmm", picked up a dumpling with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, but his eyes were wandering...