Cute Baby: Her Scum Husband

In the next room, Qiao Yumeng is not as interesting as Fu Qianchen. After Fu Qianchen left, Qiao Yumeng picked up his mobile phone and dialed Qin Yihang.

Qin Yihang simply inquired about the operation, and then gave the mobile phone to Qiao Yuxi. As soon as Qiao Yuxi took the mobile phone, he happily asked, "Mom, you didn't come to the hospital today. Is Yu Xi with dad?"

Qiao Yumeng's breath was slightly stifled. Qiao Yuxi's careful thinking was not concealed. However, she did stay with Fu Qianchen today and replied, "yes."

After getting a positive answer, Joe shook his head and said, "that's when mom calls her, isn't it?"

This narcissistic little guy, Qiao Yumeng couldn't help laughing, "Yeah."

"I knew that." Qiao Yuxi is more proud, "but mother is relieved, Yuxi is very good, grandma also came to see Yuxi in the morning, now my uncle and grandfather accompany Yuxi to see a movie."

Although Qiao Yumeng still hopes that Qiao Yuxi can watch cartoons like children of the same age, it seems to be a bit difficult for her to watch cartoons with Qiao Yuxi's temperament.

"The happy mother of Yuxi is relieved." Qiao Yumeng turned over carefully. If the doctor didn't say she wanted to have a good rest, she would go to the hospital. As long as she didn't see Qiao Yuxi one day, she couldn't be at ease.

"So is Yuxi."

"If it's OK, mom will hang up first." Qiao Yumeng feels a little tired and wants to sleep for a while.

"Yes, yes." Joe nodded his head, very clever and sensible.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Yumeng closed his eyes to have a rest. After a while, he soon fell asleep. He was so sleepy that he was suddenly woken up by his mobile phone. It was a text message.

This year, few people still use SMS to contact, so Qiao Yumeng only thinks it's spam SMS, but he didn't realize that it was sent by Zhang Junhao after he opened it.

"Yumeng, I really love you. No matter what, I won't let go. Fu Qianchen's unscrupulous man is not worth your love. If he was a good man, he would not abandon you. I hope you can think about who is the most suitable person for you. I love you, Zhang Junhao. "

It's not worth it. Seeing this message, Qiao Yumeng subconsciously remembered that day when he was blocked by Zhang Junhao at the gate of the community. His stomach was tumbling and sour water almost gushed out.

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and her fingers subconsciously fell on the deletion. After a slight pause, she ordered to cancel again. First, she pulled Zhang Junhao's phone number into the blacklist before she planned to delete the message.

"Dudu." Just then, the door of the room was knocked.

Qiao Yumeng's hand trembled for a while. It was a bit like a guilty conscience. He quickly deleted the message and said, "come in."

There are only her and Fu Qianchen in the villa. There is really no other person who can knock on her room door besides Fu Qianchen.

The door was pushed open, and it was Fu Qianchen. He had already found a suit of clothes to put on, and his hair had been blown dry. "It's almost time for dinner. What would you like to eat? I'll go shopping. "

"You cook yourself?" Qiao Yumeng feels very strange.

"Yes." Fu Qianchen nodded.

Qiao Yumeng thought about it. He didn't seem to have anything to eat, so he said, "whatever."

"Whatever?" Fu Qianchen repeated, the corners of his mouth showed a faint smile, "no casual this dish, order again."

"Poof Pooh." Qiao Yumeng is amused by Fu Qianchen. Fu Qianchen, who she knows very well, is always straight and straight. When will she be as humorous as now.

See Qiao Yumeng smile, Fu Qianchen also followed Qiao Yumeng smile, when he smile, as if all the light fell on him, everything around has become dim.

"Cough." Qiao Yu Meng cleared his throat, took back his floating mind and said, "you can only eat light food recently."

"Good." Fu Qianchen nods, turns around and looks back at Qiao Yumeng. This feeling is really beautiful. He seems to be taking care of his sick wife. Everything is just right.

Seeing Fu Qianchen turn to see himself, Qiao Yumeng politely returns his smile.

In the eyes circulation, two people's minds are different, but incomparable warmth and harmony.

"That's right." Fu Qianchen remembered that he was going to bring water to Qiao Yumeng at the beginning. He scratched his head and asked, "are you thirsty? Would you like some water? "

When Fu Qianchen didn't ask, he didn't feel it. When he asked, Qiao Yumeng felt that his voice was really dry, so he nodded, "I want to."

"Well." Fu Qianchen turned to go downstairs with satisfaction, and soon brought water to Qiao Yumeng. He said with some satisfaction: "I just thought you should want to drink water, so I poured the water to air. When the temperature was almost the same, I came upstairs and forgot it. I'm really old, and some of my health was forgotten."It was only in his own heart that he knew whether he was lost by beauty, or whether he was really old and forgetful.

In this regard, Qiao Yumeng can not deny, just nodded and said: "you are worthy of being Fu Qianchen, everything is so careful and thoughtful."

"Is that a compliment?" Fu Qianchen's mouth slightly stirred up a smile.

"Of course." Qiao Yumeng nodded and showed his appreciation for Qianchen. After all, there are not many attractive men like Fu Qianchen.

Two people look at each other a smile, rare warmth.

Qiao Yumeng drank the water, and Fu Qianchen went out to buy vegetables, walking with pleasure.

What he doesn't know is that Qiao Yumeng is bored lying on the bed. Suddenly, Fu Qianchen's picture of bumping into his employees with big and small bags of vegetables suddenly appears in his mind, and all of a sudden he laughs.

He is Fu Qianchen, a man who has been standing at the top of the pyramid since he was born. He actually went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables in person. Who can not be surprised by this contrast?

Fu Qianchen has a strong learning ability, and because he had studied with a chef before, he was very handy in cooking, and soon made three dishes and one soup.

"I'll hold you." Fu Qianchen directly reached out to lift the quilt and picked Qiao Yumeng up.

Qiao Yumeng put his hand around his neck and said in a funny way: "I always feel like a useless person when you are like this."

"Well?" Fu Qianchen picks eyebrows and looks down at Qiao Yumeng. What's that called?

Qiao Yumeng shrugged his shoulders and said, "you see, I even want you to carry me from bed to the dining table. Isn't this treatment just like a useless person?"

"No, you are not." It's a treasure, priceless.

Fu Qianchen added a sentence in his heart, but he did not dare to say it directly.

Waiting for Fu Qianchen's meal, Qiao Yumeng found that all the dishes Fu Qianchen cooked were mild, and none of them could be eaten by pregnant women.

She suddenly thought, he was unfeeling before, not because he didn't understand, just because he didn't want to.