Li Wentian, who had been pestered by this little guy like an octopus all night, was a little bit dumbfounded.
Fu Xiwen was playing with the Tower of Hanoi, and Li Wentian looked at him with her chin in her hands, thinking wildly - is her son so old and so cute? Her hair is dark and thick, her face is soft, her little hands are chubby, and she can¡¯t help but want to kiss her little feet when she holds them in her hands.
Fu Xiwen said without raising his head: "I want to eat a large piece of meat for lunch."
I definitely didn¡¯t eat it at noon.
Because Fu Cheng is here.
Fu Xiwen obediently took the green vegetables into his mouth.
Fu Cheng was very satisfied and asked Li Wentian: "He didn't cause you any trouble, did he?"
Li Wentian's smile was obviously better than the previous two days: "No, he is very good."
Fu Cheng looked at Li Wentian's bowl, stretched out his hand and gave her a piece of lean meat: "Eat more, it's too thin."
Li Wentian was stunned.
Fu Xiwen glanced quietly, his mouth was filled with green vegetables, but there was obvious disappointment in his eyes.
Fu Cheng also gave him a piece: "I'm going to reward you for being so good."
He didn¡¯t smile either, he swallowed the green vegetables in his mouth, and then said with a straight face: ¡°Thank you, Daddy.¡±
After lunch, Fu Xiwen drooped his little head and felt sleepy.
Fu Cheng put him to sleep and came out of the bedroom.
Li Wentian stood up.
Fu Cheng said: "I have to rush back to the company, but I just promised him that I would come over for dinner. I don't know if it is convenient or not."
Even if it¡¯s inconvenient, I can¡¯t express it.
Li Wentian agreed again.
Fu Xiwen, who was being used as a shield by his father, turned over and smashed his little mouth, sleeping more soundly.
Li Wentian took Fu Xiwen for a walk in his vegetable garden in the afternoon. Fu Xiwen was still holding it at first, standing upright like a young poplar, looking at Li Wentian without moving.
Later, when he saw Li Wentian picking cucumbers, pinching beans, and picking pumpkins, he finally couldn't help it anymore. He put his chubby little hands close to the harvested fruits and vegetables, and finally the two of them returned home with a full load.
When Fu Cheng came back at night, he was in a daze when he stood at the entrance.
The little woman in front of him, her hair tied up casually, wearing a floral apron, smiled at him. The brat next to him was eating tomatoes, with bright red juice flowing down his arms. The usually cold little prince finally had the smell of human fireworks.
He thought, if that incident had not happened six years ago, would the scene at this moment be his daily portrayal?
? ?Apparently not yet.
"Wash your hands and eat quickly." Li Wentian's words shattered his dream: "Xiwen is even hungry."
When Fu Xiwen was eating, he obviously talked a lot. He told Fu Cheng, as if taking credit, which vegetables he picked and which fruits he washed.
After dinner, he even volunteered to wash the dishes.
After struggling for a long time, I went to read the English version of the story book. Before nine o'clock, I finally fell asleep.
Li Wentian sent Fu Cheng to the door.
Fu Yan didn't show the mountains and no water, and only he knew what he thought: "Then, I'm gone."
Li Wentian lowered his head slightly: "Is it because of me that you are so busy?"
Fu Cheng did not deny it: "There is a reason. After all, your grandfather is very powerful and your company is also a leader in the industry."
Li Wentian combed his hair: "Well, thank you for your hard work."
Fu Cheng felt warm in his heart, and the hardest shell that had been exposed to others was now soft: "It's okay."
Li Wentian didn¡¯t know what to say.
Fu Cheng touched his nose, suppressed the urge to hug her, and said again: "I'm leaving."
Li Wentian nodded.
¡°If you brat doesn¡¯t obey me, call me at any time.¡±
Li Wentian nodded again.
Fu Cheng put his big hand on the doorknob: "Then, can I still come tomorrow?"
Li Wentian¡¯s face felt slightly hot, then she nodded.
Fu Cheng was satisfied. After all, he couldn't hold it back anymore. He stretched out his hand to hug her gently, but quickly let go: "Thank you for your hard work too."
After saying this, he turned around and left, leaving only Li Wentian with a broad back.
That night, the brat got into Li Wentian's bed again, and even put his head on Li Wentian's chest and rubbed it, like a little puppy.
When he woke up the next day, he stopped asking questions. He lay on the bed and tentatively put his little feet on Li Wentian's legs. Seeing that Li Wentian didn't respond, he plunged into Li Wentian's arms again, and Li Wentian put hisWhen I picked her up, I felt it was heavy in my arms, but I didn't intend to put it down.
The little guy put his arms around Li Wentian's neck and quietly pressed his lips to her cheek. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com