President Fu's new wife

Chapter 85 The Taste Is Good
"How?" he asked softly.

She nodded: "It tastes good!"

At that moment, his eyes were hot, at least to her heart. With sugar in her mouth, she lowered her eyes slightly and did not dare to look at him, but the next moment he raised his hand and threw the flowers in her arms aside, and leaned forward. , I couldn't bear to kiss her anymore.

He couldn't help curling the corners of his lips, and when she was about to hold her breath and suffocate, he smiled and said, "It's really good."

Then she was nervous and accidentally swallowed the candy, and immediately coughed because of choking.

Only then did he let her go, and seeing her coughing gently while clutching her chest, she was so delicate that he wanted to swallow her too.

Zhuo Xing looked up at him in shame, but was a little angry: "You brought these things back just to bully me?"

He didn't dare to leave, afraid that she would run away when he got up, so he pressed her lightly and said softly, "I just bullied you, what's wrong?"

Obviously gentle to the extreme, but those words make people angry: "You..."

"Do you know what those strangers think of me when I take Yan Lian to the supermarket to buy these things? Do you know that Yan Lian is out of his mind when he says I don't want a big red envelope but wants a box of walnuts? When I came back, Fu Rou mistook me for a delivery man because my face was blocked by flowers, Zhuo Xing, would I rather be misunderstood like that and just come back to ask you for a kiss?"

Her heart skipped half a beat all of a sudden, and she just looked at him so angry that she couldn't help but say at this moment: "I'm sorry!"

With that low sound, he pondered slightly, and walked away from her: "You are right! No need to apologize."

Then he went downstairs, and she couldn't help lowering her head when she heard the door closing, looking at the ring on her hand, did she really care too much?
As soon as he got downstairs, Sister Zhang asked, "Master, are these vegetables..."

"Make vegetable soup at night." Of course, the more she drank the ginseng soup, the more she didn't want to drink it. Even he had had enough.

In fact, he didn't ask anyone, he just bought it based on her reaction to her these days.

Sister Zhang nodded and went into the kitchen. He said to another aunt, "There is a box of walnuts in the car, and I will bring them back later to squeeze the juice for her."

Then he sat on the sofa and hugged his son in his mother's arms: "Hey, have these two little guys been disobedient today?"

"My good grandson is very obedient." He Yue said this very proudly.

He laughed, and then played with the child in his arms.

Fu Rou held a plush toy in her arms: "Brother, is this toy for me?"

Fu Zhi raised his eyes and gave him a cold look: "It's for Xiao Xiaoxing, how old are you?"

Fu Rou was seriously injured immediately: "Mom, look at him, he will send off his wife for a while and the child for a while, but he has no role for a younger sister."

"It's not for his mother yet. Forget it. You can't count on it. Mom advises you to find a boyfriend to buy it for you as soon as possible." He Yue said.

Dad Fu also said: "How is Zhuo Liang doing with you? If not, Dad is looking for a friend for you?"

Fu Rou frowned: "Don't worry about my affairs, anyway, you don't have time to care about me now."

The next generation is closer.

The old man raised his voice: "Xiao Rou, come here and give Grandpa a shoulder squeeze!"

He is not in a hurry to marry his granddaughter, anyway, his grandson is already married, and he feels that his precious granddaughter will definitely marry well in the future.

It's useless to say anything if the fate is not enough. It's better not to marry if you don't marry well.

Zhuo Xing was shocked when he came downstairs to see the big toys on the sofa. He really bought a lot of things today.

Especially candy, she felt that he really put his heart into it.

But the people who provoked it were not very happy.

They didn't pay much attention to her during the meal, but Sister Zhang came out with walnut juice: "Young Mistress, these walnuts are fresh, drink some and taste!"

She turned to look at him: "Thank you!"

Mr. Fu pretended not to hear it, and hated her being so hypocritical and courteous to him.

The rest of the people just looked at each other without speaking, the dinner table was very quiet, and felt a little ambiguous operation secretly.

After dinner, she went back to the room, and he went back, and it was much easier for the two of them to raise a child, and he didn't talk to her much, but other things cooperated very well.

Xiaomeng Baozi went to bed obediently after eating, and she lay aside and watched him sitting on the sofa reading a magazine with a serious look as if he was reviewing documents.

She didn't speak, she was thinking how to talk to him, how to thank him, but how to thank him to be satisfied?
Rou Ning gently rubbed her lower abdomen, if this piece of meat didn't go down, she would have trouble sleeping and eating.

Under the soft light, she couldn't see his outline clearly, but it made her mind expand her imagination even more. He is so handsome and unruly, but...

Thinking of the sweet and sour taste in her mouth, she couldn't help pursing her lips.

Lie down gently next to her daughter, watching the little guy's surrender gesture with his hands raised above his head when he fell asleep, he couldn't help laughing, wondering why this little cute bun put his hands up to sleep?

Hearing a slight laughter, he raised his eyes slightly, but he could clearly see her gentle appearance, and turned to look at his daughter. It is really a big difference for a woman to have a child. She was not like this before.

He went out suddenly before going to bed, Zhuo Xing got up from the bed in surprise, where is he going?
At that moment, she was extremely nervous, as if there was no more him in her own world.

But when he came back with a warm water bag, her heart suddenly softened again.

"I checked it on the Internet, and it will be much better if you apply more heat." It is also good for the wound.

He didn't explain too much, but Zhuo Xing nodded: "Thank you!"

The dark eyes just stared at her blushing little face, and continued to bear it.

When did they stop saying thank you?
"Do you need help?" He asked softly, standing next to her.

Zhuo Xing looked up at his eyes that were dyed with flames: "Huh?"

"Ah, do you want it or not?"

what help?

That was what she wanted to know most.

"Go in!" He said softly, he was already sitting beside her, Zhuo Xing reflexively moved in, and he just lay down beside her in a majestic way.

Zhuo Xing felt that all his hairs stood on end, and he was so nervous that he couldn't even breathe properly.

He was wearing loose pajama pants and a vest, lying beside her as before, and he was clinging to her.

Sad Zhuo Xing would tense his back, who wouldn't be nervous?
Behind him is a high-quality man who can fascinate thousands of women.

And she didn't dare to get too close to this man.

(End of this chapter)