Strong marriage lock: Fu Shao's dumb new wife

Chapter 33 Go help your wife warm up the medicine, remember to watch her drink it every day

That day, Fu Hanchuan came home late, so Su Xiang sat on the floor with Fu Ying after dinner and played cards.

In the past, if he wanted to work overtime or go out to socialize, he would call her to talk about it, but since the cold war between the two, he only notified Song's mother.

Every time Su Xiang pointed to a picture, Fu Ying could tell exactly what was on the card, and he could also speak English.

The two were still in a cold war, so when Fu Hanchuan put two big boxes of things at her feet, she froze for a moment and looked up at him.

"A gift from a customer, if you think it is suitable, you can eat it yourself, if it is not suitable, you can give it to others."

After speaking, he sat down on the sofa, loosened his tie, and looked tired.

Su Xiang picked up one of the big boxes and looked at it. Fu Ying was also very interested. He lay on her lap and stretched his small arms to look at it.

"What do I want?"

The exquisite gift box was pulled open, and there were three neat grids of bird's nest, fish maw and shark's fin inside. It was still a combination suit. Su Xiang frowned slightly and turned to look at Fu Hanchuan.

What customer, send him these?

Although Fu Hanchuan's married status is known throughout the city, but in the eyes of the world, she, Mrs. Fu, is tantamount to nothing.

Fu Ying looked curious, grabbed a bird's nest with his little hand and put it on his little head as a hat, and grinned at her: "Ma Ma, hat hat."

Su Xiang was amused by him, picked up his mobile phone and took a few photos of him, Fu Hanchuan sat watching them play, his cold expression showed signs of softening slightly.

After taking a shower, Su Xiang uploaded the photos on the phone to the computer.

The hard drive of this computer is filled with photos of Fu Ying, from the time he was born to now, every day.Su Xiang put the date on each photo, and if it was a special day, he would write a few words.

Over the past two years, the little guy's face has slowly opened up, becoming more and more like Fu Hanchuan's, with eyes, eyebrows, nose and lips, only the ears resemble hers, round earlobes, if you look carefully, there is a very small star on it. Mole, red.

Fu Hanchuan didn't know when he stood behind her and glanced at her computer, but his eyes were attracted by other things on her desk.

He picked it up and looked at it. They were all canned traditional Chinese medicine. Thinking of what Qiao Ying said, he asked her calmly, "What is this?"

Su Xiang glanced at it and typed directly on the computer: medicine to enhance the body's immunity.

Fu Hanchuan's eyes flickered slightly, predicting that she would not tell him the truth, he put the medicine in front of her: "Then why didn't I see you drink it?"

The medicine was bought, but Su Xiang regretted it when he bought it back.

If it is true that she is weak and stressed, then after drinking this medicine, her body will be conditioned, what should she do if she is really pregnant?
It's impossible for her to really push Fu Hanchuan to the hospital for a physical examination...

She sneaked a glance at his lower abdomen, and was caught by Fu Hanchuan unexpectedly. Fu Hanchuan's complexion darkened, and he called Mama Song over.

"Go help your wife warm up the medicine, and remember to watch her drink it every day."

Song's mother agreed, not daring to ask any more questions, and hurried out with the big bag of medicine.

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Su Xiang was frowned upon by the traditional Chinese medicine, and Fu Hanchuan half-lyed on her bed, brushing her iPad, glanced at her, slightly curled the corner of his lips, took a drink from the water glass, and turned his eyes back to the screen.

After Su Xiang finished drinking the medicine, his small face was wrinkled, and he quickly ate a piece of Fu Ying's fruit candy to suppress the bitter taste.

She turned her head slightly and caught a glimpse of Fu Hanchuan clicking back and forth on the tablet from the corner of her eye, thinking to herself why she didn't go back to his own room.

(End of this chapter)