Chapter 580

Fu Zhiyan saw that she was carrying big and small bags in her hand, and then listened to the question she asked unintentionally. He felt a little distressed for her. Recently, for the company's sake, he is very busy. It seems that he has no time to accompany the hooligans. I thought that she would be angry and cheat, but she was surprisingly good. Every day I go to work, pick up Fu Xiaomao to and from school, and eat Aunt Liu's Stewed tonic. Even he didn't notice when she started to deal with the group of people in the Secretariat. A few days ago, a senior secretary who had worked in the company for a long time praised her for her dexterity and nimbleness.

Fu Zhiyan felt more and more guilty when he thought about it.

The hooligan still has a baby in his stomach. As a husband, he should take good care of her. However, it seems that he didn't fulfill the responsibility of a husband at all. He ignored her during this period of time.

Fu Zhiyan is not right. Even though he is very guilty, his face is still expressionless. But the voice was hoarse, "what did you buy?"

Han Xiaoye raised the bag, "this."

bought

She put the things she had bought to cover in the shopping mall on the sofa, took out one of them and opened it with great interest, "dangdangdang, this, little uncle, do you like it?"

A black sweater was printed into Fu Zhiyan's eyes.

Han Xiaoye boasted, "do you have great vision? I like this sweater at a glance. The style is simple and generous, and the texture is good. The point is that you've never worn black. You can try it this time. "

"Do you like me to wear black?" Fu Zhiyan recalled that there were no black clothes in his wardrobe. Although he likes the black-and-white decoration style, he seldom chooses to wear dark color department. Maybe it's because of cleanliness. He naturally doesn't like dark color department. But if the hooligan likes it, he can ask Andy to prepare some dark clothes.

"Yes." Han Xiaoye said, "I like you to wear black. Your skin is white. It must look good in black. Kitten, right

Fu Xiaomao is a little vinegar jug, especially for his father. Since bean sprouts were small, they like to compete with their parents. Fu Xiaomao was coy when she heard her dear mommy ask her old rival if she was good-looking. She didn't want to praise her old rival, and she didn't want to go against her. The heart of a small struggle for a while, his small mouth pouted up high, reluctantly, "right!"

But he immediately added, "the kitten looks better in black, and the kitten is white."

Unfortunately, his mother didn't listen to the second half of his sentence, holding a black sweater on the man's body, while gesticulating and saying, "do you hear me, kitten and I have the same idea, he also thinks you look good in black, do you believe it this time? I tell you, your skin is white, white skin people wear black to match their skin color. The whiter people look better in black. And then you're an ice face, black and in line with your temperament, and you're dizzy with it. "

Han Xiaoye originally praised him from the bottom of her heart, and naturally blurted out those words, but when it comes to bewitching other people, she felt uncomfortable for a moment. man

She can't help recalling today's Mo Qi laughing at her fat into the ball, she knows that Mo Qi is not malicious, just a joke between good friends. But has she really been that bad lately? Have you really grown into a ball?

Han Xiaoye is very melancholy, can't help but reach out and pinch the meat on his waist.

She's pregnant, and her stomach is about to start to look pregnant. It's normal to have some meat. But this pinch to the meat, in the eyes of Han Xiaoye, who had suspected that he was growing fat, became the evidence to prove that he had become a ball. Her heart suddenly stuffed, it is called a depression.

Just when she was distracted, the sweater in her hand was suddenly taken away.

"I'll try later."

faded old woman As a result, he took away the clothes and said he would try them, which made her depressed again. But the clothes were bought by herself. She said that he would look good when he wore them. She was the one who made trouble for him to wear them. She could not get them back now. Can only suffocate one breath, withered all of a sudden!

Fu Xiaomao, after all, was only 4 years old. She was busy with Han Xiaoye from early morning to evening. She couldn't support herself. She yawned several times while they were talking. Grape's big eyes also followed the blink, trying to support, but sleepy, and can not stand the small head bit by bit.

Han Xiaoye noticed the sleepiness of the little guy who was dragging her pants and picked him up. "Is the kitten sleepy?"

Fu Xiaomao was lying on her body, yawning and groaning

sleep

The dinner they had at sinanqing's villa was made by sinanqing himself. I have to say that although sinanqing is a third-class idiot who can't take care of himself, he is really good at cooking. Originally, she thought she would eat some dark food, but it was unexpectedly delicious. Not only she, but also Fu Xiaomao, a picky eater, ate a lot this evening, with a small belly. Now he wants to sleep, and Han Xiaoye doesn't say he wants to make milk for him. After all, although children need to fully absorb nutrition, they also need to have a certain degree. If they have a bad stomach, the gain is not worth the loss.

Fu Xiaomao is really sleepy. Before he died, he would not like to get along with his father and mother alone. He must rob his mother with his old rival. But now he is so sleepy that he can't open his eyes. He sticks to Han Xiaoye and buries his face around her neck

"I'll hold it." Fu Zhiyan held out his hand.

Han Xiaoye is about to hand Fu Xiaomao over. The man in his arms hugs her neck and complains, "no, I want mommy to hold her."

Fu Zhiyan frowned, eagle eyes severe, "don't mischief, your mommy belly with a little brother, I hold you up."

Fu Xiaomao reluctantly released his hand, threw himself into his hard arms and murmured, "it's my little sister."

Hum!

Hard, cold!

Daddy's embrace is not comfortable at all, but the fragrant and soft Mommy is the most comfortable. man

Fu Zhiyan was too lazy to talk to him, so he took him upstairs.

Han Xiaoye's tired feet are numb. He steals his spare time. He takes the opportunity to sit on the sofa and seize the time to have a rest