Chapter 2171

When Fu Sichao returned home, all the mediocre people were gone, and Lu AI Xi did not know where he had gone.

He took off his coat, threw it on the sofa and walked upstairs.

In the bedroom to see a circle, she is not in, Fu Si Chao turned to the study, there is no one who is also empty.

Where have you been?

No matter where you go, why don't you tell him?

Fu Si Chao frowned impatiently. When he passed the studio, he noticed that the door of the studio was not closed.

This studio was specially opened for Lu AI Xi when she moved here. She liked painting very much and had held art exhibitions with her friends before.

Fu Si opened the door gently. The studio was very quiet. The yellow sunlight came in from the window. The girl's body was nestled in the sofa inside. She only covered herself with a blanket. She held her body in her hands and slept very quietly.

The empty studio was full of lonely taste. Fu Si Chao walked in gently and stood down in front of her sofa. Her eyes drooped, looking at the quiet and beautiful face of the girl, she squatted down slowly.

"Lu AI Xi." He called her name gently, and the girl frowned gently, but there was no sign of waking up.

"AI." Fu Si Chao called out again, looking at her sleeping posture, frowned.

Can she sleep well?

She had to reach out and pick her up from the narrow sofa and take her to the next bedroom to sleep.

However, as soon as he met her, the girl snorted softly. Then she opened her eyes and blinked her beautiful eyes at him. Her confused eyes gradually became clear.

"Si Chao, are you back?" She sat up with her hands on the sofa and rubbed her eyes.

The mood was cold as if nothing had happened before.

Fu Sichao released his hand, stepped back and sat down on the chair: "well, how did you fall asleep here?"

Lu AI Xi looked at the surrounding environment and sorted out her messy hair: "I was painting just now. When I felt sleepy, I came to sleep for a while. I didn't expect to sleep so long."

Maybe she was pregnant, so she was sleepy. She couldn't control it.

Fu Sichao looked back at her pigments, and frowned: "don't paint when you are pregnant. The ingredients of those pigments are not good for the children in your stomach."

Although he is not a doctor, he still understands this basic knowledge.

"Don't worry. It's a special pigment. It can be eaten. Pregnant women and children can use it safely." Her father had already thought about it for her.

Fu Sichao's face was not much better. There was a father-in-law who could take care of his wife's affairs. It seemed that he was useless.

"That's a little less. It's not good for the children in the stomach to spend so much energy." Can't her father remind her of this?

Lu Sheng has never told her so, because he knows that his daughter's life has always been very regular, and he never worries that she will be overworked.

"Well, I'm just sleepy recently. I'll take a rest next time."

It seems that after pregnancy, a lot of living habits will be gradually disrupted, and she is not quite used to it.

Lu AI Xi lifted up her blanket, rose slowly from the sofa and said to Fu Sichao, who had occupied her chair, "can you give me the chair back? Don't finish the rest. "

It's not her job, but she's used to drawing at least one painting a day.