Mr. said the sugar cake is not as sweet as me

"Old man...bad bad!"

Little Yuzi twisted her waist unhappily, and was about to crawl out of the man's arms.Before Fu Qingyang realized why Youbao said he was bad, he subconsciously grabbed his soft waist and grabbed him.

"What's the matter, Yubao?"

Bai Shuyou pursed her mouth aggrieved: "Old man, do you want to... leave Youyou there, and then... come back alone... don't , don't try to lie, lie to Youyou..."

Fu Qingyang was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed the soft pouting lips in a funny way: "I've been thinking nonsense all day long. Don't talk nonsense, why would my husband be willing to throw the pomelo there and come back by himself?"

"Really...really..."

The man who was stared at by round eyes could only patiently reassure that he would never leave Youyou behind, so the insecure little guy in his arms was relieved.

Perhaps because of Xiaoyouzi's unstable mood, today Fu Qingyang is extraordinarily gentle and patient.After the man went upstairs with pomelo in his arms, he immediately started booking a ticket.As for the hotel and itinerary reservations, he handed them over to the secretary team.

Fu Qingyang thought about it, but felt a little uneasy.

He opened the address book and found a contact, and there was only a single word "Jane" in the remarks column.After quickly editing a message and sending it, he closed the phone, turned over and lay down next to Youyou.

As soon as the man lay down, Xiaoyouzi came over with a snort, and snuggled into her husband's reassuring and warm embrace.It's like a puppy clinging to its owner, with its paws up in the sky begging to rub its belly and beg to be hugged.

"Old man... good night..."

The corners of Fu Qingyang's lips raised slightly, and he kissed the person in his arms. His deep and elegant voice was tinged with tenderness: "Youbao, good night."

It has been more than two months since I lived together with my husband.The small grapefruit seems to be wrapped in a dense fine net, falling deeper and deeper, but also getting sweeter and sweeter.

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The next day, it was still Fu Qingyang who woke up first.

He looked at Youyou lying on his chest, his slightly cold eyebrows and eyes were unconsciously much gentler.The slender fingertips landed on the soft little face and poked it, and it sank slightly softly.

Fu Qingyang "played" for a while, then patted Xiaoyouzi on the back: "Youbao, Youbao? It's already ten o'clock, we should pack our bags after lunch, the plane is at five o'clock in the afternoon."

"Hmm...husband...?" Youyou rubbed his eyes, Amber's eyes were still stained with confusion and tiredness. Seeing that her husband was about to get up, he also staggered down the stairs. After getting off the bed, he followed the man into the bathroom in a daze and prepared to wash up.

I don't know if it's because I ate late last night, but Xiaoyouzi wasn't very hungry at noon, so she just ate a few mouthfuls and then ran back to the room to pack her luggage in excitement.

Although this trip is very sudden, as long as you are with your husband, wherever you go is good for Xiaoyouzi!

As her husband's qualified little gentleman, Youyou also helped the man pack some daily necessities.Toothpaste, razor, facial cleanser...

The little Youzi, who had always been confused, was very concerned about Fu Qingyang's affairs, and the little problem of forgetting things was also covered up tightly so that she didn't show up.However, when she picked up her husband's underwear, Youyou's white and tender face blushed, and she was inexplicably cautious.

The serious black boxer pants were crumpled up by a small grapefruit as if they were hot, and shyly stuffed them into the clothes bag.When Fu Qingyang entered the bedroom door, he wondered why Youbao was hiding from him.

In the end, Xiaoyouzi faltered and faltered, the man didn't think much, took the big suitcase from Youyou's hand, and was ready to go.The clothes of the two of them were packed in a box, but it wasn't too heavy.

Youyou was staring at the big suitcase silly.

My clothes are mixed with my husband's!

It will taste like my husband...

The trip this time was very simple, because of the rumors on the Internet and Fu Qingyang didn't like crowds. Apart from him and Xiaoyouzi, only Aunt Chen and a strange tall man followed.

Fu Qingyang returned the phone to Xiaoyouzi.

The obedient Youyou didn't ask her husband what he was doing with his phone, so he carefully put the phone into the small satchel.

Of course, Fu Qingyang has told Aunt Chen to monitor Bai Shuyou's mobile phone network at all times, and to block and eliminate all bad rumors.As for that strange man...

Youyou grabbed her husband's hand and hid behind him fearfully, but An couldn't hold back her curiosity, and occasionally poked her head to peek.

The strange man was about 28 or 29 years old, with short, neat hair.

The neckline of the white shirt was slightly open, and the cuffs of the shirt were rolled up to the middle of the arms, revealing his wheat-colored skin.The lean muscles outlined by those lines were full of terrifying explosive power.

There was no wave in his eyes, calm and dead.

Seeing "Jane" for the first time, Xiaoyouzi felt that she saw a mighty lion, but when the pure amber eyes touched those empty eyes, she felt inexplicably sad in her heart.

Fu Qingyang touched Xiaoyouzi's head, and said softly: "His name is Mu Jian, and he will be responsible for protecting your safety from now on."

"You, hello...I am, Bai Shuyou..."

Mu Jian lowered his head and glanced at Youyou before looking away.

"You don't need to use honorifics for me. I am Mr. Fu's special bodyguard. From now on, I will be responsible for protecting your safety, young master."

When Fu Qingyang heard the word "bodyguard", he frowned, and looked at Mu Jian slightly.None of the group were chatty people, Youyou obediently followed her husband into the departure hall.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Bai Shuyou felt that Mu Jian and her husband looked alike, especially the browbones and thin lips.

Fu Qingyang is the most senior VIP. The waiting room prepared by the airport is very comfortable, and the manager of the airport is also very winking. Knowing that Mr. Fu doesn't like to make noise, he didn't let too many service personnel serve him.

Half an hour before boarding, Fu Qingyang's cell phone vibrated twice, he unlocked it and clicked on the message, his eyes suddenly sank.

"Old...husband, what's the matter...?"

Fu Qingyang stroked Youyou's little golden hair, restrained his cold anger on purpose, and said softly: "I'll make a phone call about the company's affairs, and I'll be back in five minutes, you baby."

Youyou nodded quickly and watched her husband leave the waiting room.

Aunt Chen has something to do, so she won't take the same flight with them.So now there are only Bai Shuyou and Mu Jian left in the waiting room.

As a professionally trained bodyguard, a certain stupid sneak peek certainly did not escape Mu Jian's sight.Little Yuzi hesitated to speak, her little heart was beating wildly.

Different from her husband's indifference and indifference, the burly Mu Jian seems to be the type to beat up when he is in a bad mood.

So Yuyou is a little scared.

But thinking of her husband... After groggling for a long time, Xiaoyouzi took out a small toffee from her small satchel, and handed it to Mu Jian timidly, her white and tender hands were trembling.

"Uncle Jian... But, can I ask you... to continue to protect my husband...? You, you don't need a bodyguard..."