Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   Fu Zhiyan saw that she was carrying a large bag and a small bag in her hand, and then listened to the question she asked inadvertently, and suddenly felt a little distressed for her. Recently, he has been so busy with the company's affairs that he doesn't seem to have much time to accompany the hooligan. I thought she would be angry and cheating, but she turned out to be surprisingly obedient. Obediently commuting to and from get off work every day, obediently taking Fu Kitten to and from school, and obediently eating the tonic stewed by Aunt Liu. He didn't even notice when she started getting those people in the secretariat. A few days ago, there was one who worked in the company for a long time. The senior secretary also praised her for her aura and her quick hands and feet.

  Fu Zhiyan felt more and more guilty when he thought about it.

   The little hooligan still has a baby in his stomach. As a husband, he should take good care of her, but he doesn't seem to have fulfilled the responsibilities of a husband at all, so he has ignored her for a while.

  Fu Zhiyan has always been wrong, even if he feels extremely guilty, Jun's face is still expressionless. However, the voice became hoarse, "What did you buy?"

  Han Xiaoye raised the bag, "This one."

   "I bought a lot, including clothes for kittens, food for kittens, clothes and tea for Aunt Feng."

   She spread the things she bought in the mall for cover on the sofa, took out one of them, and opened it with great interest, "Dangdangdang, this, little uncle, do you like it?"

   A black sweater came into Fu Zhiyan's eyes.

  Han Xiaoye boasted, "Do you have a good eye? I fell in love with this sweater at a glance. The style is simple and elegant, and the texture is good. The key is that you have never worn black clothes. You can try it this time."

   "Do you like me to wear black?" Fu Zhiyan recalled that there seemed to be no black clothes in his wardrobe. Although he likes the black and white decoration style, he rarely chooses to wear dark colors for his clothes, probably because of cleanliness, he does not like dark colors very much by nature. But if the hooligan likes it, he can let Andy prepare some dark clothes to come back.

   "Yeah." Han Xiaoye behaved well, "I like you to wear black, you have fair skin, so you must look good in black. Kitten, right?"

   Kitten Fu is a little vinegar jar, especially for his father. Ever since I was little, I liked to compete with my father and my mother for the favor. Hearing my dear mom asking if my old rival is good-looking, Fu Xiaoyao felt coy, not wanting to praise her old rival along with her, nor would she want to contradict her. After a little struggle in his heart, he pouted his mouth and said reluctantly, "Yes!"

   But he immediately added, "Kittens look better in black, and kittens are also white."

It's a pity that his mother didn't listen to the second half of his sentence at all, she proudly gestured at the man with the black sweater, and said while gesturing, "Do you hear me, the kitten thinks the same as me, he also thinks you wear it Black looks good, do you believe it this time? Let me tell you, you have fair skin, and people with fair skin wear black the best. Your temperament, put on to keep people dizzy."

  Han Xiaoye was complimenting him from the bottom of his heart, and the words blurted out naturally, but when it came to confuse others, she felt uncomfortable in an instant. This man is attractive enough now, what would she do if she dresses him up to make him even more attractive?

   She couldn't help but recall Mo Qi's words when she laughed at her fat **** today. She knew that Mo Qi was not malicious, just a joke among good friends. But is she really that bad lately? Are you really fat?

  Han Xiaoye was very melancholy, he couldn't help reaching out and pinching the flesh on his waist.

   She is pregnant, and her belly is about to start to show her pregnancy. It's normal to have some flesh. But this pinch hit the flesh, and in the eyes of Han Xiaoye, who had already suspected that he had gained weight, it became evidence that he had become fat into a ball. She was suddenly choked up, it was a depression.

   Just when she was distracted, the sweater in her hand was suddenly taken away.

   "I'll try it later."

  Han Xiaoye thought that he became fat and became a yellow-faced woman. He was going to recruit more and more people, and he no longer wanted to give him the sweater. As a result, he took the clothes away and said he wanted to try them on, which depressed her again. But she bought the clothes herself, saying that he would look good in them, and she was the one who fiddled with him to wear them, so she couldn't possibly grab the clothes now and not give them back. I can only breathe a sigh of relief, all of a sudden slumped!

   After all, Kitty Fu was only 4 years old. He was busy with Han Xiaoye from early morning to evening, and his physical strength could not support it. Just as the two were talking, he yawned several times in a row. Grape's big eyes also blinked, trying to hold on, but he was sleepy and couldn't stand the little head.

  Han Xiaoye noticed the sleepiness of the little guy who was pulling her pants and picked him up, "Is the kitten sleepy?"

   Kitten Fu leaned on top of her, yawned, and hummed, "Yeah."

   "Mummy will hold you up to sleep, okay?"

  The dinner they had at Sinanqing's villa was made by Sinanqing himself. I have to say that although Sinanqing is a third-level idiot who can't take care of himself, he is really good at cooking. Originally, she thought she would eat some dark food, but it turned out to be unexpectedly delicious. Not only her, but also the picky eater, Kitty Fu, who ate a lot this evening, and her little belly was suffocating. Now that he wanted to sleep, Han Xiaoye didn't say that he was going to make milk for him. After all, although children need to get enough nutrition, they also need to be in moderation.

Fu Xiaoyao was really sleepy, and he would definitely kill his father and mother alone before he was killed. He had to fight his old rival for Mommy, but now he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, sticking to Han Ono, buried her little face on her neck and rubbed and rubbed, "Okay."

   "I'll hug." Fu Zhiyan stretched out his hand.

  Han Xiaoye was about to hand Fu Xiaoyao over, but the man in his arms wrapped his arms around her neck and protested coquettishly, "No, I want Mommy to hug her."

  Fu Zhiyan frowned and his eagle eyes were stern, "Don't be ridiculous, your mommy is pregnant with a little brother, I'll carry you up."

   Kitten Fu was reluctant to let go of his hand, threw himself into his firm embrace, and muttered, "It's the little sister."

snort!

   Hard and cold!

  Daddy's arms are not comfortable at all, but the sweet and soft Mummy is the most comfortable to hold. Mummy's stomach had better be a sweet and soft little sister like Mummy, he wouldn't want a hard and stinky man like Daddy!

   Fu Zhiyan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he carried him upstairs.

  Han Xiaoye's tired feet were numb, so he took the opportunity to sit down on the sofa and take the time to rest...