Young Master Fu's Unexpected Cute Wife

If you check it a little bit, you can still use so many foreign languages! Can ceramic landscape painting! Tea art! Musical instruments!

Oh, that's the old saying that it's too late to dress up. Now, Mrs. Fu, who doesn't want to go back to the Su family?

Have personality!

Luzhuanfen!

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in the third trimester of pregnancy, the use of electronic products was reduced at night. Later, Zuo Jia reminded her that today is the release day of vogu, and she should make an appropriate forwarding on the public media number.

In the evening, all social platform accounts are in their own hands, so they are operated by themselves.

With this login account, the private mailbox seems to be out of his mind.

Take a close look, 99 +!

She randomly opened the front few, inside ten people eight people are asking her whether the child is Fu Sihan.

In addition, there are 10 people and 8 people who are saying congratulations. They also ask about the child's personality and the date of delivery. They also say that she and Fu Sihan are genetically good. The baby must be very optimistic.

Evening:???

What's the situation?

Although the cover of her magazine does make people doubt whether she is pregnant or not, and she didn't want to hide it, how can these people get the evidence so quickly?

I was scared at night, and I didn't know what happened until I saw hot search again.

Rk group, unexpectedly will open lottery!

A sound came from the direction of the gate.

"Young master, come back!" Lin housekeeper hot Luo said.

Night put down the mobile phone, to Fu Si Han look at the past, a turn, just on the man's black eyes.

That has always been cold eyes in the moment to see her, gentle down.

"Have you eaten yet?" Fu Sihan went to the evening speech, kiss the person, did not stay more, "I go to take a bath first."

The content of today's meeting was a serious seesaw battle. At the meeting, several senior executives smoked a lot of cigarettes. Fu Sihan was afraid that the smell of smoke on his clothes would make him late.

They went upstairs and later picked up their mobile phones again in the evening. According to Zuo Jia's meaning, they turned to the official website of vogue and did not pay too much attention to the response of Weibo Internet friends.

If there is a need to respond, Zuo Jiahui will arrange.

After two or three years of right and wrong in the past two or three years, people are immune to the language on the Internet and lose interest.

She's only interested in what she cares about - for example, the lucky draw from rk group.

After taking a bath, Fu Sihan went downstairs in his family clothes.

In the evening, I was chatting with Zuo Jia about the sales of vogue this time. If there was no accident, her total sales volume could rank in the top five in Asia, ranking the first among the supermodels of vogue in Asia, and her achievements were more brilliant than Cen Jue.

Of course, there is no need for the lottery assistant, especially the lucky draw issued by rk group.

"What are you looking at so seriously?" Fu Sihan went to the night of speech, she did not find him, the man suddenly some unhappy.

"This one."

Yan wanwan transferred his mobile phone back to Weibo and showed Fu Sihan the lottery information sent by the official account of RK group.

The news has only been sent out for more than an hour, and the forwarding volume has reached nearly 100000, which means that nearly 100000 netizens have participated in the lottery and nearly 100000 copies of "vogue" have been sold.

Evening feel, Fu Si Han this person is really a small expert with goods.

Evening was originally to praise Fu Sihan a few words, who ever thought, the man glanced at him and said: "this is made by the company."

Implication: it has nothing to do with me.

Fu San Shao wrote on his whole face: I can't do such childish things!

I'm happy in the evening.

Rk Group official number issued a speech, dare not tell Fu Sihan?

More confidently, those people in the company dare not discuss with Mr. Fu Sihan about her affairs?

"Who did that? Jiang Yan? Yin Cai? Or the public relations department of your company? " Night eyebrows bent, eyes are full of smile, looking at Fu Sihan, deliberately said, "I also want to thank each other."

Fu Sihan's face smelled of eating expired food.

As smart as he is, how can he not hear and see the words? The deep feelings are all intentional!

She heard that he denied doing it by himself, deliberately saying that she wanted to thank others and was still watching his jokes!

"Tut, it's too late to talk. Pregnancy gives you the courage to fatten up." Fu Sihan pinches the chin of speech evening evening and chews on the lip of woman * punitively.

When he did this, he was laughing.

I can't hold back at night and laugh.

"Who sent it? You still didn't tell me? " She asked, a lot of "you do not tell the truth, I will continue to ask" posture.

It's the courage to fatten up.

Fu Si Han "tut" sound, and mercilessly kiss her.

"Me." He looked at her helplessly and indulgently, "satisfied, Mrs. Fu?"Before she was satisfied, he asked, "where's the reward?"

Late and late:

I said play, where to reward?

Later, he thought about it and got together to kiss him.

The man's face is "this?".

Later, his brain turned very fast, holding Fu Sihan's hand on his pregnant belly.

"Mr. Fu, it's not that I don't want to reward you sincerely, but your baby doesn't want to."

In the evening, the child in her stomach seemed to have a sense, kicking Fu Sihan's hand.

This month's fetus has already had obvious fetal movement. When she found fetal movement late, she was surprised and surprised, but Fu Sihan has always been more insipid.

-- in his heart, Fu Sihan did not have much vision for children. What he longed for was that it would be too late to reduce the version.

In the evening, he looked at Fu Sihan with a smile, touched his pregnant belly and said, "dear baby", then he looked at Fu Sihan: "see, your child has an opinion on your dirty thoughts!"

Fu Sihan took back his hand, the back of his hand behind him, and gently rubbed his fingers. He still had some subconscious aftertaste of the feeling of fetal movement -- the feeling of interaction.

It's * he really feels the child's response.

Even if the reason told him, this fetal movement is mostly a coincidence.

"Dirty?" Fu Si Han stares at the pregnant belly of speech evening evening, disdain to say, "she does not even understand the thought, still understand dirty?"