msmithbooks Chapter 46 Husband's Loving Pomelo Treasure Project
Chapter 46 Husband's Loving Pomelo Treasure Project
Fu Qingyang was silent for a moment, raised his eyebrows slightly, and continued to ask in F language: "Don't understand what I'm talking about?"
Xiaoyouzi shook her head, her momentum weakened a bit.
The man stared down at the cowardly and well-behaved Youbao in his arms, a smile appeared in his icy eyes, and his voice was soft: "Little idiot, I don't understand F, how does Youbao know what my husband is asking, huh?"
"......Well!"
Youyou was startled, and under Fu Qingyang's playful gaze, her little ears slowly turned red.He hugged his husband for a while, feeling a little flustered.
"Youbao is so courageous that she dares to lie to her husband."
Fu Qingyang's slightly cold expression showed no emotion, Xiaoyouzi's breathing was tight, and the round amber eyes were full of panic.
"Yuyou is not good... Youyou is wrong, wrong..."
Saying that, Youyou stretched out two soft lotus root arms to wrap around her husband's neck, and she softly pressed it to kiss her husband's chin.The warm and soft touch made Fu Qingyang's heart itch, and the coldness on his face could no longer hold back.
The man's thin lips curled up slightly, he lowered his head to meet that soft mouth, held the little pomelo in his arms and kissed him deeply.
Fu Qingyang stared at Youbao who was dizzy in his arms, with a soft look on his brows: "Good boy, you are not allowed to lie to your husband in the future, you know? Let's forget it this time, and this time will not be an example. Youbao told her husband, why did you hide it from me?" Knowing the F language."
Little Youzi tugged at her husband's sleeve, drooped her head lazily, and said slowly: "Well, Youyou stole, I overheard the conversation between my husband and Brother Bugis... Youyou is bad... …”
Fu Qingyang raised his eyebrows, rubbed Youbao's little golden hair, and comforted him patiently: "Then how can it be considered eavesdropping? Youbao is not bad."
Hearing that her husband didn't seem to be unhappy, Xiaoyouzi raised her head slightly, her eyes were foggy, and her soft voice sounded pitiful.
"Really... Youyou are not bad... Husband no, aren't you angry with Youyou...?"
"Well, really."
Fu Qingyang lowered his head and planted a gentle kiss on Youyou's white and tender forehead, his deep voice was full of love and tenderness.
"Hey, hey~ Husband is right, it's so nice to youyou~"
Fu Qingyang raised his eyebrows, quietly watching Youbao nestled in his arms and chuckled, the soft dimples were so sweet to the bottom of his heart.
The man suddenly felt that it was fine for Youbao to be like this.
Rely on yourself and cannot do without yourself.
"Why doesn't Youbao want to recognize relatives?"
Little Youzi frowned slightly, watching the man worrying.
Fu Qingyang stretched out his slender fingers and landed on Youyou's eyebrows, gently rubbing away the frowning eyebrows.
Youyou rubbed her head against the man's fingers, and obediently told her husband what she thought.In fact, after all, the reason is still because of the bad guy's rule that he cannot intermarry with foreigners.
As the man listened to the soft and waxy voice whispering in his ears, his slightly cold eyes gradually softened.If it was placed two or three months ago, Fu Qingyang would never have the patience to listen to Youbao's slow words.
But now...
Fu Qingyang supported his chin with one hand, and patted Youbao's waist with the other hand. The gentle curvature of the corners of his lips encouraged Youyou. Even though he still stuttered when he spoke, the man was patient and seemed to be enjoying it. Youbao's silly little problem.
"Besides, Youyou only needs to be accompanied by your husband, that's enough..." After talking for two or three minutes, Youyou looked at her husband expectantly, and almost asked "Isn't Youyou great?" , makes sense" was written on the little face.
Fu Qingyang pondered for a moment, Xiao Youzi didn't seem to be wronging herself, it seemed that she really didn't have the slightest interest in the Isiah family's recognition of relatives.
"Youbao will be bullied by her husband in the future, but no one will support her."
Youyou snorted twice, seemingly dissatisfied with what her husband said, and he muttered softly: "Old, my husband won't bully you, bullying Youyou...My husband is very good. …”
A few pleasant low laughs overflowed from Fu Qingyang's throat, as sweet as an elegant cello.The little pomelo hooked against the man's chest, her ears were numb and itchy.
In Fu Qingyang's heart, the thought of letting Xiaoyouzi be independent faded a bit.That's right, as long as I keep pampering this silly little baby, what does it matter if I'm independent or not?
As long as you give Zuyoubao a sense of security, he will no longer be frightened or frightened.Fu Qingyang silently persuaded himself.
But the little grapefruit nestled in his arms didn't know, he thought her husband thought what he said was unreasonable and wanted to take him to meet his relatives.
Youyou is very distressed.
He thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
Xiaoyuzi stretched out her claws and gently tugged on her husband's sleeve, drawing the man's attention back.
"That's right, even if my husband bullies you, you still have Youyou, Uncle Wen and Brother Ziqing!"
Fu Qingyang: "..."
In the last second, it was the only one in Yubao, and in the next second it became one-third.Fu Qingyang was upset when he thought that he might be one-fifth, one-sixth, one-seventy-eighth, or one-fifth in the future.
With a sullen expression, the man grabbed Youbao by the waist and carried him back to the bedroom.
When the dazed little Yuzi lying on the bed came to her senses, she found herself feeling cold.Fu Qingyang rested his hands on both sides of Youbao, and his eyes were full of suppressed desire.
"Youbao..." mine.
[Slightly ヾ(●゜▽゜●) don’t beat me up, hehe]
Youyou was tossed about by Fu Qingyang for almost a whole day, and at night, she let her husband carry her to the bathroom to take a bath in a daze.Xiaoyouzi felt that her waist was no longer her own.
She didn't even eat dinner, and Yuyou got into bed sleepily, curled up in a ball and fell asleep obediently.
Xiaoyouzi closed her eyes, still humming aggrievedly.
Hey, Youyou is a little bit thinking about yesterday's single bed...
Fu Qingyang lay on the bed, and after a few minutes, seeing Youbao, who was a little distance away from him, didn't seem to have any intention of getting into his arms to sleep, and the man was a little surprised.
But in the past, it was Xiaoyouzi who took the initiative. Since he decided that he didn't need Yuyou to be independent, he had to give him a sense of security.
Thinking of this, Fu Qingyang let go of his frowning eyebrows, moved lightly to the side of the little pomelo, reached out to grab the pomelo ball into his arms, and made him more comfortable.
How to cultivate the relationship between husband and wife and let Mr. Xiao feel love?
Fu Qingyang's answer was simple and rude.
Love Youbao through actions.
The man reflected that the frequency of intimacy with Xiaoyouzi in the past two months seemed not too high. A normal loving couple should be...
Three times a day, right?
Think about the sweet and fragrant grapefruit today.
Well, three times doesn't seem like enough.
Fu Qingyang hugged the warm little gentleman in his arms, thinking about the plan to love Youbao in the future, and gradually fell asleep.
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The next day, it was still Fu Qingyang who woke up first.
The man sent a message to Bugis, telling him that he didn't plan to bring pomelo for the time being, and after returning to the Isiah family to recognize his relatives, he opened the itinerary sent by the company assistant.
Today is the day to take Yubao to Disneyland.
I heard that young people like it.
Fu Qingyang had no objection, and only hoped that Youbao would be happy.
"husband......"
Youbao in his arms is still awake, and his eyes haven't been opened yet, his small mouth is already muttering, looking for her husband.
Fu Qingyang's thin lips curled up slightly, holding Youyou and stroking his back, his low voice, which had just woken up, contained a trace of lazy tenderness: "Well, my husband is here. Can you sleep again?"
"Well, no, don't sleep..."
After hearing this, the man got up and helped Xiaoyouzi check the little foot that was scratched by glass shards last night. He was relieved when he found that it had been scarred.Just in case, Fu Qingyang decided to cancel today's trip even if Youbao only felt a little pain.
He touched the scar lightly, carefully applying a little force.
"Youbao, does it hurt?"
The strange cool touch made her round and cute little toes curl up, and Xiaoyouzi buried her head in the pillow as soon as she turned over.
"Haha, don't touch Youyou's feet, it's itchy..."
When Fu Qingyang saw Youbao's small shoulders shrugged, he thought it was crying in pain, but he didn't expect it to be ticklish.
However, Xiaoyouzi's reaction also made the man completely relieved.
"Hey, get up early when you wake up, today my husband took Youbao out for a walk, do you want to go to the amusement park?"
As soon as Xiaoyouzi heard that she was going to go out to play with her husband, she immediately felt relieved. He blinked and opened his arms softly: "Youyou want...husband, hug, hug Youyou up... ...."
Can't do anything else, but the skill of acting like a baby is on the rise.
A trace of helplessness and connivance flashed across Fu Qingyang's eyes. He leaned over to approach Xiaoyuzi, who wrapped his hands around the man's neck with his self-taught hands, and raised his body in coordination to make it easier for her husband to circle him.
Xiaoyouzi's straight and shapely legs also quietly wrapped around the man's waist.Youbao is like a small pendant painted with 502, tightly stuck to her husband, being picked up from the bed by him.
Fu Qingyang carefully supported Youbao, fearing that he would let go and fall.The pomelo is not heavy, and it is soft and comfortable to hold. Although it doesn't show on the surface, the man is still willing to hug his little husband in his heart.
Besides, Youyou has learned to act like a baby with him.
This is already a good sign.
The two went into the bathroom to wash up, and after eating a few bread mats to pad their stomachs, they were ready to go out.Fu Qingyang decided to take Youbao out to eat and try the local restaurants and desserts in Country F.
The man led Youbao by the elevator and just went downstairs and entered the underground parking garage when he heard the sound of arguing not far ahead.
"Old man... is it Brother Bugis?"
Fu Qingyang frowned, quickened his pace and turned the corner.
In sight, there are more than a dozen men in black suits, and the five of them stand upright on both sides, not squinting.
But Bugis was standing in front of Mu Jian, looking angrily at the indifferent old man in front of him.
Mu Jian's forehead was still bleeding, and the wound had not been treated.
The underground garage is very quiet, with faint echoes.
Youbao's soft and waxy voice was light and ethereal, but it also managed to attract the attention of the few people over there.Bugis' heart sank.
He never expected that Fu Qingyang would bring Bai Shuyou with him, and it was a coincidence that he would appear here at this time.
The deep blue eyes of the indifferent old man carried the sharpness and arrogance of a young sword. Although he had restrained his dangerous lingering, he could still see that he was once a leader who stood proudly.
The old man looked at the soft voice, his pupils shrank suddenly, and finally ripples appeared in his heart like a dead pool.
He clenched his hand on crutches hard.
The old man stared at the little pomelo, his hoarse voice concealed a trace of undetectable trembling and excitement.
"Fa, Farina... daughter, is that you?"