Cute Baby: Her Scum Husband

"Are you dreaming?" Zhang Junhao is full of sarcastic smile.

Qiao Yumeng couldn't listen to it, especially when she was too weak. She simply held Fu Qianchen's hand and said, "forget it. Let's go home if we waste any time with him."

The word home makes Fu Qianchen feel warm. He nods and takes Qiao Yumeng to turn around.

After they left for a long time, Zhang Junhao turned around and left without any disappointment. Anyway, he came to act. If he failed once, he would do it again.

Although Qiao Yumeng and Fu Qianchen didn't have any gap, it still caused some psychological shadow for Qiao Yumeng. When she went back to sit down, she remembered what she wanted to buy at the beginning. After hesitating for a long time, she said, "I just had something to buy, so I went out."

"Well." Fu Qianchen nodded, also explained: "I came back just to see him holding you, just about to hit him in the past, you broke away." After thinking about it, I still couldn't pass the pass in my heart and apologized with a deep sigh: "sorry, I'm late."

"You can't be to blame for this." Qiao Yumeng has a clear distinction between right and wrong, but Zhang Junhao has to hate Fu Qianchen. What does this have to do with Fu Qianchen?

Fu Qianchen nodded, put the fruit in the refrigerator, heated a cup of milk, peeled a plate of apples and gave it to Qiao Yumeng: "eat and sleep."

Qiao Yumeng looked at the apple on the plate and nodded. He thought about it and said, "I haven't bought what I want."

"Why didn't you call me just now?" Fu Qianchen put the plate on the table, "I happened to be in the supermarket, did you forget?"

Qiao Yumeng thought he would say that if she didn't go out, she wouldn't meet Zhang Junhao.

"Is..." Qiao Yumeng thought, although a little embarrassed, still said: "cushion."

"Pads?" Fu Qianchen subconsciously thought of yoga mats and other things, nodded, "well, I know. What size do you want? I'll buy it for you now."

"..." pads are not sanitary cotton. What size are they? Qiao Yumeng's corner of the mouth smoked, coughed and then said: "it's the kind of cushion that women often use."

"Well." Fu Qianchen nodded, still did not understand the meaning of Qiao Yumeng, after all, he did not know that women still use pads.

Looking at Fu Qianchen's face, Qiao Yumeng raised his hand to help his forehead. "That kind of pad is similar to sanitary cotton."

About to guess what it is, Fu Qianchen suddenly a little embarrassed, but he is Fu Qianchen ah, when will easily reveal their true emotions, so just nodded, "well, I know, I go to buy now."

Until Fu Qianchen goes out, Qiao Yumeng reacts in a trance that he seems to be teased by Fu Qianchen.

"A man with a black belly." Thinking of what Fu Qianchen looked like just now, Qiao Yumeng guessed that he must be shy, but when he was shy, he could still look like nothing happened, which made her feel embarrassed at last.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Fu Qianchen came back with a black bag full.

"How much did you buy..."

"I don't know what brand you like to use, so I took a bag of all of them." Fu Qianchen said, directly put the bag beside Qiao Yumeng. Just now, a big man of him was standing in front of the shelf selling sanitary cotton. He was looked at with strange eyes for several times. He still took a bag with a stiff head.

Qiao Yumeng took a look and looked at the colorful packing bag inside. He couldn't help laughing and asked, "do others think you have any special hobby?"

"It doesn't matter." Fu Qianchen handed the bag to Qiao Yumeng, stood up and pretended to run to the kitchen to pour water. In fact, he wanted to cover up the unnatural red color on his face.

Fu Qianchen went in and didn't come out. After waiting for a long time, Qiao Yumeng could only shout to the kitchen: "thank you."

"Nothing." Fu Qianchen's mouth floated a faint smile, in fact, can give Qiao Yumeng do these, he felt very sweet.

In the evening, they both slept well, and they were not in a good mood at all because of Zhang Junhao's affairs. The next morning, the genius just got up to pay Qianchen.

Qiao Yumeng is pregnant now. For Fu Qianchen, it's like a priceless treasure. He should take care of it carefully. He can't eat the breakfast sold outside, so he has to do it himself.

Put the bird's nest in the pot and cook it over a low heat. Fu Qianchen has just prepared some refreshing cold dishes. When they are all ready, Fu Qianchen looks at the time and it's already more than nine o'clock earlier.

At this time of the day, Qiao Yumeng had woken up by herself, but she didn't come down today.

I don't know what I'm thinking. Fu Qianchen is a little worried. He doesn't care about washing his hands, so he goes upstairs to call Qiao Yumeng to get up."Qiao Yumeng, Qiao Yumeng." Fu Qianchen called Qiao Yumeng's name through the door, but no one agreed. His nerves tightened up and ran out in a hurry. He found the spare key and opened Qiao Yumeng's room door.

After I opened it, I saw that she was still lying on the bed, but she was sleeping very well. Her face was red, her lips were slightly long, and she looked lovely and gentle in the morning light.

"Really care is chaos..." Fu Qianchen looked at Qiao Yumeng, helpless smile.

Pregnant women sleep more than ordinary people, so it's not surprising that Qiao Yumeng hasn't woken up. Fu Qianchen sees that Qiao Yumeng's face is red because of the hot weather. After turning on the air conditioner, he sits quietly by the bed waiting for her to wake up.

This wait is an hour later, Fu Qianchen used to breakfast, plus get up early, already hungry stomach cooing, but Qiao Yumeng still did not have the slightest sign to wake up.

"Piggy..." Fu Qianchen looks at Qiao Yumeng with a smile, reaches out his hand and touches her nose gently. Who knows that Qiao Yumeng wakes up when he touches her gently.

Fu Qianchen, like a thief, hastily took back his hand and sat upright.

She just woke up, eyes a little sleepy, staring at Fu Qianchen looked for a few seconds to come back, "how are you in my room?"

After waking up, Qiao Yumeng's voice was a little hoarse, but with a sweet feeling, just like a feather gently brushed Fu Qianchen's heart, which made his heart beat disorderly.

"Cough." Fu Qianchen coughed to explain: "see you didn't wake up all the time, I'll come up and have a look."

"Oh." Qiao Yumeng nodded and rubbed his disheveled hair. Then he asked, "how did you get in?"

"... I have a spare key." Fu Qianchen felt a little guilty, and his voice dropped.

See to pay thousand Chen a face to eat shriveled facial expression, Qiao language Meng in the heart secretly smile.