Cute Baby: Her Scum Husband

"I made breakfast. I think it's cold. I'll heat it up. You can wash and eat it."

Breakfast made by Fu Qianchen? Qiao Yumeng nodded, "good."

Qiao Yumeng went downstairs in her pajamas after washing. When she came to the kitchen door, Fu Qianchen suddenly said: "don't come in!"

"Well?" Qiao Yumeng raises eyebrows. The kitchen of Fu Qianchen's house is as big as 20 Ping. It used to be empty and moldy, but now it's finally useful. It seems empty and there's no breath of life. Is it hard for Fu Qianchen to hide something in it?

"I'm using the microwave. There's radiation." Fu Qianchen saw Qiao Yumeng's expression and knew what she was thinking. He could only explain helplessly.

"Oh, oh." Qiao Yumeng quickly nodded, quickly left the kitchen door, went to the dining table and sat down.

After a while, Fu Qianchen came out with hot bread and milk, as well as the bird's nest which had not been touched.

"What is this?" Qiao Yumeng curiously looked into the pot, crystal clear and jujube, tremella and other accessories, looking at people's fingers, looks like Tremella porridge, but not very much.

"Bird's nest." Fu Qianchen very indifferent answer.

"..." Qiao Yumeng smoked at the corner of his mouth. He was just pregnant. Is it necessary to eat such expensive food?

"In the past, a business partner gave it to me. It didn't cost money." Fu Qianchen said, take a bowl to Qiao Yumeng Sheng a bowl, "I find recipes from the Internet, do not know whether delicious."

Qiao Yumeng takes it and looks at Fu Qianchen. He is a little nervous.

"You have so much talent. It must be delicious." Qiao Yumeng said, with a spoon scooped into his mouth, Fu Qianchen put should be rock sugar, sweetness is just right, and with a little fragrance, careful taste and with a special smell of jujube, it is really good.

"How's it going?" Fu Qianchen looked at Qiao Yumeng and looked at him, completely waiting for praise.

"It's delicious." Qiao Yumeng did not resist joking with him. "If you go bankrupt in the future, I think you can open a restaurant."

Bankruptcy of Fu's group? I haven't had this chance in my life, but... Fu Qianchen chuckled and said, "your suggestion is good. You must take care of it at that time."

"That's for sure." Maybe everything is too beautiful. Qiao Yumeng raised her hand and patted Fu Qianchen on the shoulder. She didn't realize what she had done until she patted her hand twice according to the brain's instructions. Suddenly, her face turned red

Her blush is lovely, like a ripe apple, with a fascination that people want to pick, Fu Qianchen felt a little thirsty, and he hastened to fill himself a bowl of bird's nest.

Two people finish eating, pay Qianchen to clean up the dishes, Qiao Yumeng to sit on the sofa for a while, actually a little sleepy.

Originally, they planned to go to the hospital to see Qiao Yuxi after dinner, but Qiao Yumeng was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open. Fu Qianchen suggested: "it's better to have a video with Yu Xi. She's in a good condition now, and she doesn't have to go to see her every day. You can't go to the hospital all the time."

"Not bad." Qiao Yumeng raised her hand and yawned. Now she's resting to make the fetus more stable.

And Qiao Yuxi opened a video, Qiao Yumeng just know Cheng Nuo also went to the hospital.

"Take a good rest, you've suffered so much before..." Cheng nuobi knows what happened to Qiao Yumeng before, but when he says it, he thinks that Fu Qianchen is also by Qiao Yumeng's side. It's hard to avoid satirizing Fu Qianchen, and he stops in time.

"Well, that's for sure. I'm eating, sleeping and eating now. I think I'll become a fat man in three months." Qiao Yumeng stretched out his hand and touched his cheek, feeling as if he had gained some weight.

"It's better to be fat." In Cheng Nuo's eyes, Qiao Yumeng looks good whatever he becomes.

After two people talk for a while, they hang up the video. Qiao Yumeng looks at Fu Qianchen, who has been sitting next to her in silence. He wants to tell him not to argue with Cheng Nuo, but he thinks that it seems that Fu Qianchen has no stomach to mention them?

"Today, I sleep at home, obedient, do nothing, do not go out, you go to work." Qiao Yumeng looked at Fu Qianchen, completely assured.

"The company has nothing important to deal with." Fu Qianchen's answer was light.

"If you go on being lazy like this, Fu's group will go bankrupt." Qiao Yumeng shook his head with disapproval on his face. "I don't believe that such a big group has nothing to deal with. I really won't go out. You see, I was hoping to return it... Anyway, you can rest assured that it's OK. At least I've had a child and will take care of myself."Seeing Qiao Yumeng's earnest assurance, the assistant did ask Fu Qianchen to go to the company several times to deal with several thorny problems. He reluctantly nodded his head, took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. After confirming that it was only eleven o'clock, he said, "I'll order a take out later and let people take it home..." thinking that Qiao Yumeng wanted to use the microwave oven when it was cold, Fu Qianchen thought it was inappropriate, "You take a break first. I'll go to the company for two hours. I'll buy vegetables in three hours. I'll cook for you myself."

In three hours? Qiao Yumeng looks at her flat stomach and can't help thinking that under the high frequency feeding mode of Fu Qianchen, she shouldn't need three months to become fat.

After reaching the agreement, Qiao Yumeng is responsible for going back to his room to lie down and watch TV while Fu Qianchen goes to the company to buy vegetables and cook at home.

After pregnancy, it was easy to get sleepy, and Qiao Yumeng had just had enough to eat, so he fell asleep within ten minutes.

Fu Qianchen went back to his room to change his clothes. He went downstairs to pour a glass of water for Qiao Yumeng and sent him upstairs. Qiao Yumeng was already asleep.

Looking at her sleeping so well, a faint smile appeared on Fu Qianchen's face. He turned on the air conditioner and gave Qiao Yumeng the right temperature. Then he covered her with a quilt and left.

In fact, he didn't stay in the company for an hour, but the people in his hands are used to his aggressive style, so everything is in order.

But we are used to seeing that Fu Qianchen is calm no matter what happens. When we suddenly see that he looks like an ant on the hot pot, we can't help thinking, is there something wrong with the group?

Of course, if they knew that what Fu Qianchen was worried about was that Qiao Yumeng was hungry after waking up, and he didn't buy food to rush home to make delicious food for her, he would be so surprised that his chin would fall to the ground.

"Mr. Fu, when will you come to the company next time?" Assistant asks carefully, pay thousand minister recently too abnormal.

"Not necessarily." Fu Qianchen's answer is like no answer.