My wife is super nice!

Chapter 91 Sleeping in Her Bed

Chapter 91 Sleeping in Her Bed
Before Ye Wenxin could react, the man had already walked into the bathroom, the glass door closed, and his undressing was reflected on the frosted glass.

The flesh-colored skin was exposed through the glass, and Ye Wenxin's mind suddenly remembered the scene he saw that day, and his face was scalding hot.

He couldn't help cursing a pervert, she's still here, so he just pretended that he didn't exist and wanted to take a shower!

When Fu Shaoyang heard this, he frowned. Did he become a pervert taking a bath in his own home? "Why, do you want to come in and wash with me?"

"You're dreaming!" After Ye Wenxin finished speaking, she ran away in fright.

Thinking of him saying that she would register tomorrow, she couldn't calm down, and she was still fidgeting when she returned to her home.

She is only 19 years old, and the registration is not successful, right?
After comforting herself in this way, Ye Wenxin felt much better, but as Fu Shaoyang entered the room uninvited, Ye Wenxin's heart tensed again.

Is this unqualified father going to pretend to show his fatherly love again?
Ye Wenxin thought bitterly, and simply came out of the room, "You can take your time and see for yourself."

Yanyan is still young, although he can turn over and interact with him, but Fu Shaoyang has always been impatient with his son, and often comes out after watching in the room for a while.

Ye Wenxin thought that this was his right, and she couldn't interfere, so she let him do whatever she wanted.

It's just that Fu Shaoyang came over casually in his pajamas, and Ye Wenxin was still a little pissed. This person really considers this place his home?
Aunt Zhang was choosing beans in the restaurant, and she smiled when she saw her come out: "Sir, will you eat here tonight too? Then I'll cook more rice."

"Don't cook his!" Ye Wenxin didn't want to refute, who cares if he eats or not?

The smell of gunpowder was a bit strong, and Aunt Zhang nodded quickly in fright.

But in private, I cooked an extra person's weight.

Ye Wenxin didn't check, so naturally she didn't know Aunt Zhang's carefulness, she just looked at the room from time to time, wondering, "Why haven't you come out yet?"

It's been half an hour, could it be possible that Fu Shaoyang's patience has skyrocketed and he can still take care of the child in the boring room after seeing each other for three days?
This thought gave Ye Wenxin a chill.

This is definitely not Fu Shaoyang!

After another half an hour, Aunt Zhang's dinner was ready, but Fu Shaoyang still didn't come out.

Ye Wenxin thumped in her heart, and a bad feeling rose from the bottom of her heart. She hurried back to her room, the door was open, and when she reached the door, she saw Fu Fu, who was next to her son on the bed and was sleeping deeply. Shaoyang.

She immediately stood there dumbstruck.

No wonder, he didn't come out for a long time. It seemed that he was coaxing his son, and even coaxing himself to sleep?

"Miss Ye, let's have dinner together." Aunt Zhang's voice sounded outside, and Ye Wenxin walked in as if waking up from a dream, and called him unceremoniously.

"Fu Shaoyang, wake up, I want to sleep and go back to your place!" It was impossible to ask him to eat together.

But Mama Zhang, who is helping?
She said she wouldn't be Fu Shaoyang's meal, but in the end she obediently obeyed and disobeyed!
"Miss Ye, the eldest son seems to be very tired, why don't you let him continue to sleep, and you eat first?" Zhang Ma certainly helped both sides, but she focused more on Fu Shaoyang.

Unavoidably disturbing Fu Shaoyang, Mama Zhang lowered her voice, causing Ye Wenxin to turn around and emphasize to her: "This is my room!"

Last time Fu Shaoyang was drunk and had nothing to do, but this time she didn't want to run to share a bed with Zhang Ma just to hide from Fu Shaoyang.

(End of this chapter)

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