"In fact, I don't have it. Mommy left a copy of every dish in the fresh-keeping box for daddy. I saw mommy Wu put it in the refrigerator... But it's been a day, and it's probably already poured out," Jiabei said.

He didn't come back, and the woman left him a meal?

Leave dinner

It's really a simple and warm thing.

Thinking of Su Mi's affectionate phone call yesterday, Fu Yichen's mind moved slightly.

What kind of mood did the woman hold waiting for him to come back? After waiting so long, he hurt her so rudely when he came back in the morning.

Therefore, it seems that there is some truth in her anger. The set of jewelry failed to coax her well, perhaps just because she was still angry at that time.

Or would he condescend to your honor and try again?

blamed! Fu Yichen, how can you have such an idea! Your pride, your self-esteem, how can you compromise with an unreasonable woman!

Absolutely not!

"You can eat."

Fu Yichen was struggling. Su Mi came from the restaurant with an apron and said to the two children with a smile.

Jiabao touched his belly, "great, I'm hungry!"

Then she ran to Su MI and plunged her head into her arms. Su Mi pulled her out with a smile, took off her apron and handed it to Wu Ma next to her.

Then she took Jiabao, smiled and stretched out her hand at Jiabei, "Mommy, take you to wash your hands."

Jiabei got up, walked over and took Sumi's other hand. Sumi took them to the bathroom, came to the wash table and took care of them after washing their hands,

Who knows, turning around, he saw Fu Yichen leaning lazily on the door frame, staring at them calmly.

What's good about washing hands! What a freak!

Fu Yichen's mind flashed the scene that his mother would wash his hands for himself and his brother before eating every time when he was a child.

Although the scene in front of us is ordinary, it is full of life, and the picture is so warm.

"Hey, daddy, are you waiting to wash your hands, too?"

After washing his hands, Jiabei saw Fu Yichen. The little guy was not sure whether he envied what he saw on his father's face.

Fu Yichen regained his mind and stood up. Before he spoke, Jiabei went over and took him by the sleeve and pulled him to the washing table. "Mommy, daddy wants to wash his hands too. Help daddy, too."

Su MI, "..."

They are making trouble. She doesn't want to see Fu Yichen more. However, she can't avoid such embarrassment in front of the children.

"Dad is an adult. You don't need to help wash your hands."

Su Mi shook her head at Jiabei, but didn't see Fu Yichen's expression of extreme sadness and loss.

Jiabao pulled Su Mi's hand, "no! Mommy must help dad compare! Mommy has helped Jiabao and Jiabei. If you don't help dad compare, Dad compare is so poor!"

As he said this, Jiabao pushed Su Mi directly to the washing table, ran behind Fu Yichen and pushed him too.

"Mommy, hurry up!"

Then she urged Su Mi to say, Su Mi looked at Fu Yichen, which meant that you are an old man, and wash yourself quickly.

As a result, Fu Yichen silently stretched out two big palms. He put them on the top of the sink like an uncle and didn't move.

Su MI, "..."

Two little basin friends were eyeing around. Su Mi had to bite her teeth and turn on the tap. She was angry and took Fu Yichen's hand to the water.

But holding his hand, she saw the wound on the back of Fu Yichen's right hand.

The bandage has been removed, and the wounds have scabs. It seems that there is no big problem, but the stitched wounds are so ferocious.

In particular, his hands are still so slender and beautiful, with scars on them, which is particularly eye-catching.

Unconsciously, Su Mi quickly turned down the switch and carefully avoided the wound, washing his slender fingers.

Fu Yichen saw her reaction. His cold face gradually softened and quietly aroused one side of his lips.

What a woman with a knife mouth and tofu heart!

"Hee hee, brother, look at them!" when Jiabao saw daddy and Mommy standing together, kissing and loving, he hid his mouth and smiled.

Jiabei smiled and took Jiabao out first.

Such a young child knows how to avoid suspicion and leave space for his parents.

Su Mi Yu Guang saw two funny little things go out and immediately released Fu Yichen's hand, "wash it."

"I haven't used hand sanitizer yet!"

Fu Yichen pulled her hand back again. Su Mi stared at him, "you can't fight yourself!"

"I hurt my hand. It's hard to do."

Fu Yichen raised his eyebrows and said naturally.

Su MI was speechless, so she had to press the hand sanitizer and rub it on his hand.

"Be careful and infect the wound, you know!"

Fu Yichen was so cruel that Su MI was not afraid of him, but she was also afraid that his hands were really infected, and her movements became gentle again unconsciously.

Her soft hand rubbed the palm of his hand and itched slightly. Fu Yichen stretched out his ten fingers, picked his eyebrow and continued to instruct her, "the finger seams should also be rubbed clean! I have a habit of cleanliness!"

Su Mi rolled her eyes, but still crossed her fingers into Fu Yichen's fingers and rubbed them for him.

Her fingers are white, soft and slender, while his slender and tough, thick and strong joints. The hands of men and women are so different, black and white, intertwined, unspeakable ambiguous and lingering.

Fu Yichen's eyes sank. When Su Mi rubbed them, he suddenly held his right hand into a fist. Su Mi's hand immediately clasped his ten fingers and wrapped it in the palm.

The water from the faucet was still splashing through their clenched hands and dripping into the pool. Su Mi's heart beat wildly and her brain went blank.

Then she flustered out her hand and pushed Fu Yichen. She ran out like a frightened rabbit.

"Gee, what a pity..."

There was also hand sanitizer on his hand. It was so slippery that the woman ran away easily. Fu Yichen hooked his lips and whispered. He washed it and wiped it clean, and went out.

Fu Yichen is not here these two days, and the dinner table should be much quieter. As soon as he comes back today, Jiabei and Jiabao are obviously much more excited.

Su MI is eating. She is really mixed. Why do the children she raised obviously favor Fu Yichen!

He even ordered her to wash Fu Yichen's hands. It's really... Selling his mother for glory!

After dinner, Fu Yichen didn't go to the study. Instead, he accompanied the children to play flying chess in the living room.

Su Mi tried to escape, but she was held by Jiabao and sat aside.

After watching it for a while, she took out her mobile phone and brushed the web page.

After reading the microblog for a while, Bai Miaomiao was bored. Bai Miaomiao sent a microblog to dry her dinner with Su Mi today and a bowl of white Miaomiao style clear water noodles.

Under the photo, a row of tears.

Su Mi smiled, replied to her, and inadvertently looked up.

She saw that Jiabao and Jiabei had two small heads together and were discussing how to defeat Fu Yichen. Opposite them, Fu Yichen was leisurely, calmly leaning against the back of the sofa and playing chess with one hand.

His eyes fell on Jiabao and Jiabei, and he didn't know whether the bottom of his eyes reflected the light of the crystal lamp on his head, like a gentle wave.

At the touch of Su Mi's heart, she quietly opened the camera in wechat, aimed at the three people and took a picture of the scene.

Who knows that Fu Yichen was particularly alert. He raised his eyes and swept over. Su Mi's frightened hand shook, hurriedly lowered her head and ordered a few times on the screen.

[ah! Su Mi! I'm already miserable. Don't sprinkle dog food cold, OK?]

Then Su Mi saw Bai Miaomiao's new information on the wechat page and a long string of crying expressions.

Su MI was stunned and found that she accidentally sent the photo she had just taken to Bai Miaomiao.

Looking at that picture, Su Mi also felt that she was suspected of showing affection.

But in fact, that's not the case.

Across the screen, she could feel Bai Miaomiao's irritability and madness. She was about to give Bai Miaomiao a message, and another message came in.

[to be honest, did you make it clear that you have entered the crazy dog abuse mode? Wait, I have to make psychological preparations first. It's not easy for a single dog.]

Su Mi's eyes flashed and sent a message.

[no, the matter about Nie ziye is clear, but there are other women.]

【???】

Yesterday, I called and answered his call. It was a woman who told me that he was taking a bath. I met such a standard TV drama plot. Congratulations to me

Bai Miaomiao returned a series of exclamation marks, and soon she returned another message.

[ask clearly, maybe it's a misunderstanding. He told you himself, does he have another woman? Honey, ask. A proud man like Fu Yichen will not lie to you.]

Su Mi looks at Bai Miaomiao's new message, but her lips smile bitterly.

She knows. She asked. Fu Yichen will answer honestly and will not deceive her. People like him really disdain to lie to her.

But that's why she didn't dare ask.

Yes, he really admitted. What should I do?

She can't stand it. If it is true that she is only one of his many women, Su Mi will not allow her to leave even if she wants to leave with Fu Yichen's hegemony.

At that time, it was really the beginning of torture. Su Mi thought she would be crazy, so she hesitated, suspected and hated, but she lost her courage again and again and dared not ask.

Su Mi didn't return the message. Bai Miaomiao seemed to feel the mood of a good friend across time and space, and sent another message.

[honey, you're finished! You don't like it. You're really in love with Fu Yichen! Sure and sure!]

Su Mi looked at Bai Miaomiao's message and shook her hand. She almost dropped her mobile phone to the ground.

On the sofa, Fu Yichen looked up at her again, and then he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Su Mi became more and more flustered. For fear that he might see his dialogue with Bai Miaomiao, she pressed the screen anxiously. At a glance, she was guilty of being a thief.

This woman

Don't you dare to exchange information with that man in front of him?

Fu Yichen flashed a sharp color in his eyes, and then he leaned over to take Su Mi's mobile phone.

"What are you doing?"