One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

Fu Nianchen's heart was beating like a drum, and his eyes were fixed on Jian Changqing.

Before Fu Nianchen could speak, Jian Changqing couldn't bear to add, "She is three years old this year."

Three years old, this is consistent with the age that Little Pudding said before, and he didn't take it seriously when he heard it. After all, he didn't think too much about the identity of the child. Now that the child is in contact with Jian Changqing, Fu Nianchen can't help it Don't think too much.

"But that's not what she said at the time." Fu Nianchen's eyes fell on Little Pudding, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Jian Changqing also set her eyes on Little Pudding. She didn't know how long they had been together, how much they talked, and what they said.

As for Little Pudding, who was the focus of her sight, she didn't know why. She held Jian Changqing's hand and looked back, "Mom, do you know this uncle?"

Fortunately, Little Pudding spoke, which prevented Jian Changqing from being caught in a dilemma.

"I know, it's my mother's former friend." Jian Changqing picked up the little pudding and hugged her tightly in her arms. The fear of losing it a few years ago resurfaced in her heart. So many things are just to keep Little Pudding by her side and let her raise her. These years, she and Little Pudding depend on each other for life. It can be said that Little Pudding is her lifeblood. If Little Pudding is taken away at this time , that is undoubtedly the same as taking her life.

Hearing Jian Changqing explain his identity, Fu Nianchen's gaze sank.

Little Pudding looked over happily, and asked for confirmation, "Really?"

Fu Nianchen nodded at Little Pudding's expectant gaze, "We used to be very close."

One in the past, one in the past, both cut a knife in the hearts of the two of them.

Only Little Pudding smiled happily, and she hugged Jian Changqing's neck, "That's great."

Little Pudding likes this uncle with long legs very much. Since she is a very good friend of her mother, will she be able to see him often in the future, so she doesn't have to rush to ask for that group photo.

The topic was gradually diverted by Little Pudding, Fu Nianchen didn't seem to notice it, and he didn't hold on to her age anymore.

Even so, Jian Changqing still did not relax his mind, on the contrary, he became even more worried, and did not relax his observation of Fu Nianchen.

However, Fu Nianchen didn't know anything about it, and the chat between him and Little Pudding was heated.

Little Pudding was teased by Fu Nianchen, and she had never heard the laughter. She hugged Jian Changqing's neck, but Fu Nianchen completely hooked her heart.

"I have something else to do, so I won't talk about it today." Jian Changqing interrupted the two people who were happily chatting. Looking at the scene of laughter and laughter in front of her, she always had a panic about losing Little Pudding, and she couldn't let them get along like this go down.

Little Pudding was a little resentful, but he didn't show any displeasure. He lost his temper at Jian Changqing, but nestled in Jian Changqing's arms obediently, looking at the person standing opposite him with only his eyes.

Fu Nianchen frowned slightly when he saw the child's small appearance. He really couldn't bear to see such a depressed look on her face. He hoped that she would be happy all the time, but he also knew Jian Changqing's precautions and fears towards him.

"Well, go get busy, and I won't bother you." Fu Nianchen kept a distance and didn't entangle too much, so as not to backfire.