Catch You! My Dear Wife

This way Xiang Nuan wiped Beibei's mouth, finally cleaned it for him, looked at Beibei again, and saw that the child was also born exquisitely, not to mention how beautiful his facial features were, very much like Fu Yuchen.

At this time, Xiang Nuan thought of his son and the stingy bag.

Are the genes of the Fu family so powerful?

Well, her own son born in October also looks like Fu Yehan.

Throw away the paper towel and turn your head.

Xiang Nuan's eyes suddenly turned on Beibei's eyes.

His eyes were as clear and transparent as glass marbles, and he was stunned at the warmth.

Suddenly, Beibei smiled at Xiang Nuan, and Xiang Nuan couldn't help smiling.

Due to the genetic relationship, she and Xiaobai look a little similar. In a trance, she thought it was a reduced version of Xiaobao. The old lady always asks herself to give birth to Xiaobao. If she can really give birth to such a lovely son, it should be good, and Xiaobao should also be a considerate brother?

No, we should have another sister.

If you have a younger brother, you will be bullied by Xiaobao. If you have a younger sister, Xiaobai will be very strange and her younger sister will be taken care of.

Xiang Nuan was thinking about it when she heard Jiang Anna calling Beibei upstairs. Xiang Nuan suddenly recovered.

What are you thinking?

Such a borderless thing, let's leave it to the future freedom by fate.

The child put down the biscuit in his hand and jumped down from the sofa. He also looked at his brother who was on the phone not far away.

In other words, Xiaobai dialed Fu Yehan's phone, and his father's gentle voice soon came from the other end of the phone.

"What's the matter?"

Fu Yehan thought the end of the phone was Xiang Nuan, so his voice was particularly gentle.

"Dad, when are you coming back? We're going to eat. Our family is waiting for you to eat. We're starving."

Fu Yehan knew that it was his son at the end of the phone.

"Why are you, mother?"

"She seems to be..."

Xiaobai is going to look for Xiang Nuan's figure, but she finds that her sleeve is pulled by something, so she stops.

But I didn't care.

"You should... Go upstairs, Dad. Don't worry about the lady. When can you come? Xiaobao is so boring."

"Well, I'll be here in a minute. You can play with grandpa and grandma for a while."

"They are all talking to uncle and aunt. No one plays with Xiaobai."

Not only that, his grandmother also let herself accompany her brother. It's really boring.

Brother, still stupid

Xiaobai's words just fell. Suddenly, he felt that his sleeve was pulled again. This time, he looked back at his back, and finally found his brother at his feet.

Beibei is looking up at herself. She has a soft waxy face, not to mention how cute it is, but in Xiaobai's eyes, it is synonymous with stupidity.

In fact, Xiang Nuan just finished cleaning Beibei's hands. He jumped off the sofa, took another bite of biscuits and got hurt again.

As he pulled Xiaobai's sleeve, the cookie crumbs on his hand got on Xiaobai's clothes.

Xiaobai sees the biscuit crumbs on his sleeve and frowns slowly. He is speechless for a while.

He looked at his brother without expression, gently pulled out his sleeve, and then shook it.

On the sleeve, the previous cookie crumbs have not been completely removed.

But he pulled his hand back. The next second, he was caught by his brother's sleeve.

So Xiaobai stared at the little milk bag beside her.

Stupid brother, what the hell does he want?

Just when she looked at her brother, he glanced over his eyes and didn't look at Xiaobai.

Xiaobai sipped her mouth.

Then he took his little hand away again.

Fortunately, this man is his own brother. If he were someone else, he would bully him back. How clean he is. His clothes are so dirty.

Fu Yehan has hung up the phone because he is busy, so Xiaobao is ready to lift his feet and go.

But the younger brother seemed not to give up and grabbed Xiaobao's sleeve again,

Xiaobao had no choice but to stop and look at his brother again, but the next second, Beibei's sight drifted away again.

But this time, Beibei's other little hand was raised.

Xiao Bao was thinking about what the stupid little milk bag was going to do. He saw the little milk bag holding a paper towel in his hand.

"Brother ~"

Xiaobai was stunned.

”Brother, help me wipe my hands... "

Xiaobai: "

……

After Xiang Nuan was busy upstairs, he hurried downstairs. He was not around Xiaobai, but still worried about Xiaobai, even if it was just a distance between upstairs and downstairs.

Moreover, she had to ask whether Xiaobai had got through the phone and whether she had clearly communicated her meaning to Fu Yehan.

Before she came down, she saw Xiaobai wiping her brother's hands in the living room.

Xiang Nuan was stunned and unconsciously slowed down.

Isn't Xiaobai reluctant to get close to his stupid brother?

Hum, now I wipe Beibei's hands. He has the same knife mouth and tofu heart as his father.

Xiang Nuan was stunned, so he didn't see the road under his feet and stepped on it all at once.

The body trembled and was too busy to help the railing.

However, before grasping the lever, he was dragged behind him. His center of gravity was unstable and fell into a familiar embrace to warm.

He was hugged at his waist and there was a familiar voice above his head.

"Don't look at the road, huh?"

Xiang Nuan was stunned.

"Fu Yehan, why are you behind me? When did you... Come?"

Winking at warm, unexpected.

"Just arrived, I received a call from Xiaobai and was already in the car."

Then Fu Yehan gently put Xiang Nuan down,

"Are you hurt? Why are you still clumsy?"

He scalded his warm face and said quickly.

"It's not my carelessness. You're clumsy. I just thought about other things and didn't pay attention at once..."

"What's on your mind?"

Xiang Nuan thought of the messy thoughts just now and smoked at the corners of his mouth.

"What do you say?"

Fu Yehan suddenly understood Xiang Nuan's meaning and smiled.

"Well, I think it can only be because of me."

Xiang Nuan looks at Fu Yehan helplessly.

You know it's because of you. Everyone is waiting for you.

Fu Yehan saw Xiang Nuan so angry, his eyes moved, ready to bend over and kiss her little face.

But Xiang Nuan dodged directly.

Fu Yehan pushed to Nuan as he approached. They were playing the game of you coming and me going.

Finally, Xiang Nuan is ready to let the man itch if he comes up again.

She turned around. Sure enough, Fu Yehan came up again.

Suddenly, there was a sound of backward inhalation not far away.