Mrs Fu is so sweet

Chapter 690 His Choice (3)

On weekdays, she often hinted that Tang Xuxiao and Fu Siqi would work hard.

Fu Siqi knew that Lin Ziyu was pregnant for a while, but she deliberately didn't tell Tang Xuxiao, so as not to let Tang Xuxiao leak the truth in front of Mrs. Tang, and once Mrs. Tang found out...

Don't bother to be idle.

……

After eating at Shanhaihui, Fu Zichen personally sent Xiaoyou home, while Fu Zijin and Ah Zhen had been waiting in the store.

It was dark and the roads were slippery, and there were few shops open on the whole street. There were only a few scattered lights on the long street, and it was very deserted.

"Mom and Dad, I'm back."

After getting out of the car, Xiao You couldn't wait to run to the store, and before entering the door, the voice had already arrived.

Fu Zijin and Ah Zhen stood up immediately, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back." Fu Zijin opened his arms and gently hugged Xiaoyou.

Because she has experienced it herself, from the moment she knew Xiaoyou was kidnapped, the string in her heart has been tense.

After receiving the news that Fu Zichen had received Xiaoyou, he relaxed a little.

After eating something casually with Ah Zhen, the couple stayed in the store and waited for a while. Seeing him return safely, their hearts finally settled down.

Although Ah Zhen kept reassuring Fu Zijin that he must be fine, she was also very anxious. When she saw Fu Zichen sending Xiaoyou back, she finally smiled and called Fu Zichen to come in and sit down.

"Ziyu is still waiting at home." Fu Zichen declined politely, looking at Fu Zijin with a somewhat complicated look on his stern face, "He has already made a decision, and there will be a result in a few months."

Fu Zijin knew what he was referring to, nodded slightly, "Yes."

Some things should come to an end.

When Fu Zichen came home, Lin Ziyu had already fallen asleep on the sofa. Looking at her sweet sleeping face, he leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips, and carried her upstairs.

……

When I woke up the next morning, there was heavy snow falling outside the window.

Lin Ziyu woke up from hunger, and got up in a daze. The place around her was already cold. When she went downstairs to look for something to eat, she saw Fu Zichen in home clothes, messing with something in the kitchen.

"Good morning, husband~~"

"Good morning, wife." Fu Zichen looked back at her, holding a spatula in his hand that was incompatible with his temperament, simple, clean, and handsome.

The disheveled man brushed his long hair embarrassingly, and approached the busy man following the scent.

"Husband, what are you cooking?"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Ziyu's face blushed in response to the "grunt" sound from her stomach.

Su pointed to her stomach, "Baby is hungry."

Put all the responsibility on the children.

"En." Fu Zichen nodded, with a slight smile in his slightly drooping eyes, it was clear that he just didn't believe her words.

Lin Ziyu saw through his little expression at a glance, and touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, "It's really the baby who is hungry. When did you see me get up so early before?"

This is...

The smile in Fu Zichen's eyes grew stronger.

He pecked her lips sideways, "Go and sit at the dining table, and I'll get you something to eat."

He is also a novice. After exercising for a while, it is not a problem to fry an egg or bacon.

He warmed her a cup of fresh milk before bringing her something to eat.

Two poached eggs, two pieces of bacon, a bowl of millet porridge, and a bowl of vegetable soup.

After she became pregnant, she became less and less fond of eating vegetables. For the sake of balanced nutrition, when he was around, she would put all kinds of vegetables for her.

Lin Ziyu prefers to drink peanut and pig's trotters soup, Codonopsis pilosula and black chicken soup instead of vegetable soup...

However, with Fu Zichen here, she could only finish drinking obediently.

After eating and drinking enough, he also praised him for his potential to be a chef.

(End of this chapter)