Cute Baby: Her Scum Husband

In the end, the movie ends in tragedy. Qiao Yumeng's mood is always a little depressed, even he doesn't have a good appetite at dinner. After dinner, Fu Qianchen specially takes him for a walk outside the manor. Even if he meets many children who come home from school, Qiao Yumeng can't be happy.

"We haven't visited Yushi for a while. She must miss us very much."

"Yes." Qiao Yumeng nodded, eyes still fell on Fu Qianchen's face, her luck is really good, even if they have happened so many things before, Fu Qianchen is still with her.

See she is always absent-minded, pay Qianchen a hard to find topics to chat with her, but often are not the beginning of the end.

Therefore, Fu Qianchen decided that in the future, he must carefully select the movies suitable for Qiao Yumeng. Movies like this will cause people to be in a bad mood, and he will never see them again.

After taking a long walk, Qiao Yumeng was a little sleepy. After taking care of her and lying down, Fu Qianchen waited for Qiao Yumeng to fall asleep. Then he went to the next room to deal with his work.

Recently, all his focus has been on Qiao Yumeng. He has not worked in Fu's group for a long time. In addition, several new projects have been put into development recently. As a result, he has accumulated more and more work. He can only deal with it when Qiao Yumeng is asleep.

Moreover, Qiao Yumeng didn't go to bed until 9 p.m., which is still early. He can deal with it for an hour or two before going to bed. However, Fu Qianchen has always been a workaholic. Once he gets into work, he forgets to eat and sleep, and this treatment is done late into the night.

Until Qiao Yumeng woke up, subconsciously want to put into his arms, but touched a empty.

"Thousand ministers?" Qiao Yumeng's sleepiness was gone. She turned on the light and found that she was the only one in the room.

Although Fu Qianchen is not there, Qiao Yumeng can guess that he must be working next door.

Looking at the time, it was more than two o'clock in the night. Qiao Yumeng put on his clothes and walked out of the room quietly. Sure enough, he saw that the light next door was on. Thinking of Fu Qianchen's work at this point, he must be hungry. Qiao Yumeng didn't disturb him and went directly to the kitchen.

There are many ingredients in the kitchen, but not many are suitable for midnight snack, so Qiao Yumeng simply cooked a bowl of noodles for Fu Qianchen.

Although it's just noodles, Qiao Yumeng's patience is excellent. He also cooked a bowl of braised beef noodles for Fu Qianchen to make ingredients. Soon a bowl of braised beef noodles with complete color, flavor and flavor will be ready.

After that, Qiao Yumeng worried that Fu Qianchen would be tired of eating braised beef noodles in the middle of the night. He made a fruit tea for him, and then he carried it on a tray to find Fu Qianchen.

"Dudu." It was not until the knock came that Fu Qianchen suddenly regained his mind. He glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer and suddenly found that it was so late.

"Who?" He raised his hand and rubbed his sore neck. He didn't expect that Qiao Yumeng would knock at this time.

"Qianchen, it's me."

Almost at the same time that Qiao Yumeng's voice fell, the door of the room opened. Fu Qianchen looked at Qiao Yumeng standing at the door in surprise. His eyes fell on the tray in her hand and quickly took it over. "When did you wake up? Why didn't you tell me? "

"I've been awake for a long time. I know you must be working overtime now, so I went to make a midnight snack for you." Qiao Yumeng said that she had stepped into the room, got close to Fu Qianchen's computer and scanned it. It was full of text files. When she saw that she was dizzy, she felt boring at the same time.

"You don't have to work so hard. If I'm hungry, I'll make my own food. You should have a good rest." Fu Qianchen put the tray on the table and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Qiao Yumeng looking at his computer screen.

"What are you talking about? You are so kind to me. I have to take care of you once in a while. It's not convenient to cook when I'm pregnant. After I give birth to my child, I must be responsible for the three meals a day at home. " Qiao Yumeng also sat opposite Fu Qianchen and looked at him eagerly, "how about you taste it? I've been cooking for a long time. I'm sure my cooking is getting worse. "

"No way." Fu Qianchen picked up the chopsticks and stirred the noodles evenly. Then he put a chopstick in his mouth. The taste was first-class, and the taste was also first-class. "The taste was very good, and it seemed to be better than before."

"Really?" Qiao Yumeng is really suspicious. Since she lived with Fu Qianchen, she has been living a life of opening her mouth and reaching out for her hand. Only when her cooking skills don't decline can there be ghosts.

"Really, if you don't believe it, have a taste." Fu Qianchen said that he had already put a chopstick of noodles together to Qiao Yumeng's mouth.

Qiao Yumeng wanted to taste it, so when he opened his mouth and really ate the noodles, he had to admit that Fu Qianchen was right. This bowl of noodles didn't regress, it seemed more delicious than before."How's it going? I didn't lie to you, did I? " Fu Qianchen looks at Qiao Yumeng with a smile.

"Well, it's not bad, so my excellent cooking skills must not be abandoned. After I have a baby, I will be responsible for cooking three meals a day."

"We can have a baby sitter, you don't have to do it yourself." Fu Qianchen really doesn't want Qiao Yumeng to cook. Qiao Yumeng is his woman. Why do you do everything by yourself? There is no need to do such smoky things as cooking.

"Why do you want a nanny? If I hire a baby sitter, I will have nothing to do. Once a woman has nothing to do, she will think wildly, so I must have something to do. "

Looking at her promising appearance, Fu Qianchen couldn't help reaching out and gently touched her head. How many women want to enjoy themselves, but Qiao Yumeng just doesn't want to be idle.

"We'll talk about it later. Come on, have another bite." Fu Qianchen said, already sent noodles to Qiao Yumeng's mouth.

Because he always fed Qiao Yumeng food during this period of time, Qiao Yumeng almost subconsciously opened his mouth and ate the noodles. Until a bowl of noodles came to the bottom, Qiao Yumeng hiccupped. It seemed that two thirds of the noodles were eaten by her.

"I made this bowl of noodles for you, but I ate it all at last..." Qiao Yumeng raised her hand and rubbed her face in chagrin. She always felt that the noodles she had just eaten would be over nourished and eventually turned into fat.

"It doesn't make much difference whether you eat it or I eat it." Fu Qianchen looks at Qiao Yumeng with a smile, reaches for his hand, takes the mouse, points the file, saves it, and turns off the computer.

"Well?" Qiao Yumeng is a little confused. Won't he go on with his work?

She's such a nerd. She's so cute.

Fu Qianchen reached out his hand and gently touched Qiao Yumeng's nose. He said fondly, "I don't want to deal with my work first. Sleeping with you is the first thing."