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

Little Yuzi pitifully clutched her little hands, twisted her body softly and softly: "Old, hubby... Youyou is wrong, wrong..."

The expected accusation did not come, Fu Qingyang glanced at the stain on the cuff indifferently: "Baby You, it's okay, don't wipe it, what should I do if the handkerchief is dirty?"

As he said that, the man stretched out his hand to pinch his little cheek, and folded the small handkerchief for him and put it aside.

"Hmm...husband, no, aren't you angry...?"

Fu Qingyang thought it was funny, and reluctantly and connivingly took the plate and chopsticks containing the small soup dumplings from Xiaoyouzi: "Why is my husband so easy to get angry? Be good, be careful, open your mouth and blow it before eating."

Youbao, who was personally fed by her husband, was still a little flustered, her pink and tender tongue licked off the gravy from the corner of her mouth, and her round eyes showed pure attachment: "Well, then wait, we're at the hotel... . Youyou help the old man, my husband washes up..."

As she was speaking, Xiaoyouzi suddenly thought of something, and added greedily: "Youyou wash and wash clothes for your husband... My husband will make fish for you, and eat fish porridge... ..."

A good apology and compensation has been passed around in the mouth of the clumsy Youbao, and it has become an equal transaction with her husband.

Fu Qingyang nodded with a chuckle, and agreed with his baby's words.He was afraid that the little idiot would burn again, so as long as Yuyou stretched his chopsticks towards the small soup dumpling, the man would basically feed it himself.

Once in the middle, two or three drops of soup splashed on the man's slender fingers, and Youyou frantically went to get the small handkerchief again.

Little Yuzu was so angry with herself: "Yu, Yuyou is stupid..."

Fu Qingyang's brows and eyes were stained with a smile, but a dark color quietly crept into the bottom of his eyes: "You Bao, don't use a small handkerchief, be good, and lick it clean."

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After grumbling for a while, Youyou still shyly completed her husband's order.The whole white and tender little face was flushed.During the next meal, the shy little Yuzi drooped her head, not daring to look up at her husband.

Fu Qingyang, who was suddenly "left out", was also very helpless.

Baby has a thin face, so I won't tease him anymore.

However, the lively appearance of Xiaoyouzi is much better than the silence of crying in a daze just now.

Fu Qingyang would rather Youbao would be spoiled and playful with a little temper every day, rather than let him be obedient and sensible to wrong herself.

After the two of them finished their meal, Youyou went to the bathroom to wash her handkerchief obediently. As soon as she got out of the bathroom door, she saw Cheng Shanshan walking towards her.Xiaoyouzi subconsciously dodged to the side, making way for the not-so-spacious aisle.Where did he expect that Cheng Shanshan suddenly stopped in front of him.

"Bai Shuyou, what do you mean by this? Do you look down on me or think I'm dirty, and hide when you see me? Oh, where do you think you are noble? The dignified young master of the Bai family is not the same as me , do you need to use your body to make others happy?"

Little Yuzu's heart seemed to be pinched by a pair of big hands, with a sour tingle: "No, no... Youyou no, old, my husband treats Youyou very, very well... "

Cheng Shanshan's mouth suddenly curled into a weird smile. She turned on her phone and sent a video to Bai Shuyou.

In the video, a man and a woman are intertwined, entangled, ambiguous, and Nanfeng knows me.

And this man has the same appearance as Fu Qingyang.

The simple little grapefruit was dumbfounded, her eyes were red with the tip of her nose sore.He hugged his phone in a panic, looking at the ambiguity on the screen.

"No, it's not...this is not Youyou, Youyou's husband!"

Cheng Shanshan frowned, but soon felt relieved.Where does this little idiot know about PS head-changing technology for videos?I guess I just can't accept "reality".

"Heh, you can tell just by watching the video. How about Bai Shuyou, how does it feel to be betrayed by my dear husband? If I don't want this video to spread, there is no way I can do it."

Youyou anxiously said: "What, what can I do...?"

A gleam flashed in Cheng Shanshan's eyes: "Kneel down and beg me, if I'm in a good mood, maybe I can tell you what to do."

How could she have imagined that before she finished speaking, the little fool was actually about to kneel on the ground with a thud, his clear amber eyes were filled with worry and anxiety, and he didn't feel humiliated at all.

"Please, please cousin, don't..."

"Pomelo Treasure!"

Cheng Shanshan panicked when she saw the three people rushing over.If no one reported it, they probably couldn't find the tail area at all.

What she didn't know was that Aunt Chen was strictly monitoring Youyou's mobile phone, and no trouble could escape Fu Qingyang's ears.

Cheng Shanshan sent the video to Youyou, and the video appeared on the man's phone within ten seconds.

Fu Qingyang's whole body was filled with cold rage. He looked at the little figure who was about to kneel on the ground, and his heart trembled with pain.

Why did you agree to Cheng Shanshan?

When will Youbao care about himself?

Why didn't he protect him even though he was by his side?

He pulled the little pomelo up and put it in his arms: "Baby pomelo, my husband is here, it's all right, it's all over now."

"Old man..."

Youyou felt the familiar warm embrace, and the tears she had been holding back burst out.The two lotus arms softly encircled the man's waist, and his small body was sticky and rubbed against it, "Husband, yes, no, I don't like pomelo, that's why..."

Xiaoyuzi's heart was sour, she couldn't say the last few words, but Xiaozhuozhao hugged her husband even tighter.

Like a bunny who is afraid of being robbed of carrots, he holds the carrot with his little butt pouted and refuses to let go.

Fu Qingyang put his arms around the little pomelo buried in his arms, and reached out to pat his back.The man stared at the pale-faced Cheng Shanshan, his eyes were already stained with murderous intent, but the words that came out of his mouth were cold, but gentle and comforting.

"Nonsense, my husband likes Youbao, and he will only want Youbao alone. Don't think about it, those are all fake, and the bad guys are here to deceive the little idiot. If Youbao believes it, that is the little idiot."

Youyou raised her little head, rubbed her husband's chest, and lied guiltyly: "You, Youyou... I didn't believe it... So, Youyou, no, it's not a little girl." Fool......"

As soon as things related to her husband were mentioned, Xiao Youzi's already dull little mind became even more confused.Just now, he was only worried about what to do if his husband's video was broadcast, and he didn't have the heart to distinguish the authenticity of the video.

Moreover, the silly Youyou is not good at being innocent, and doesn't know those dirty and despicable methods at all.

Fu Qingyang raised his eyebrows and rubbed Youyou's little golden hair: "Well, it's not a little idiot. Be good, Youbao will follow Mu Jian and wait for a small cake in the cabin, okay? My husband will go to Youbao if he has something to do."

The obedient little Yuzi, uncharacteristically, tightly grabbed the corner of her husband's clothes: "No, don't... Youyou wants to be good, stay by her husband's side, and won't delay her work... ..”

The soft and restless voice made Fu Qingyang's heart ache. He pinched Youyou's soft face, pointed to a sofa in the rest area, and said softly.

"Okay, Youbao is going to wait for her husband on that sofa, but you must cover your ears and close your eyes so that you are not allowed to eavesdrop or peek."

He was afraid that his gaffe would scare Youbao.

As soon as Xiaoyouzi heard that her husband didn't rush her to leave, she hurriedly ran to the small sofa and sat down, her round eyes were closed, her two white claws covered her ears, her whole body was covered from silk hair to first-class clothes. The little feet dragging in the cabin are so cute.

No longer needing to worry about Youbao, Fu Qingyang's eyebrows climbed into a gloomy coldness, and he walked towards Cheng Shanshan step by step, whose legs were weak from the cold and dead gaze.

"Long Judgment..."

With tears in Cheng Shanshan's beautiful eyes, she looked weakly at Gu Changjue who also came, hoping that her fiancé, who had been chasing her for a long time, could help her stop Fu Qingyang from approaching.

Unfortunately, she was wrong.

Ever since that person left, Gu Changjue has long since lost his mind.

Splendid, debauched, self-defeating and depraved, to Gu Changjue, a lover or even a fiancee is just a decoration that can be thrown away when he gets tired of seeing it.

That person's departure took away all his affection.

Gu Changjue knew exactly what Cheng Shanshan had done. He stood beside Mu Jian coldly, leaning against the door of the rest area with his arms around him, and looked at her indifferently, without any sign of distress.

"No, I can't... what do you want to do, this place is on the plane, I, if I just call out, someone will come over!"

Cheng Shanshan backed away in fear, but she was not too generous and she had nowhere to escape.

Fu Qingyang no longer suppressed the pent-up anger in his heart, his powerful hands clasped her neck mercilessly and coldly, tightening it tightly, and the long-lost cruelty and cruelty danced in the bottom of his eagle eyes.

"No, you... let go, let me go... help, help..."

Cheng Shanshan felt the fear of death for the first time.

The moment she was suffocated, she suddenly thought of the rumors she had heard.

Fu Qingyang had killed someone before.

The woman's tears kept flowing from her eyes, and her fair face gradually turned purple. Just when her consciousness was blurred and she was about to lose her intuition, Fu Qingyang let go of her hand.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Cheng Shanshan's legs gave way, and she fell to the ground, clutching her throat and coughing violently. The shadow of death and suffocation still remained in her mind, and she trembled with fear.

"This is the last warning, get out!"

Fu Qingyang looked down condescendingly, his deep and clear voice was not loud, but it was breathtaking.Gu Changjue was a little surprised when he saw Cheng Shanshan leaving in embarrassment.

"What, Qingyang? According to your temperament, you won't let her go. This is not like you."

Fu Qingyang did not directly review Chang Jue's words, but glanced at Mu Jian, who nodded slightly, and took out a miniature monitor receiver: "Recently, the abnormal actions of VSD, Bai Jia, and Cheng Shanshan should not be Occasionally, Mr. Fu suspected that it was behind the scenes, that some other family had thoughts that they shouldn't have."

Gu Changjue's face suddenly darkened: "Then Cheng Shanshan wants to enter Gu's house..."

"What purpose does she have? I'll know in a while. I just put pressure on Cheng Shanshan, and it won't be long before I call the person behind the scenes to report or ask for help, and wait."

Fu Qingyang walked towards Xiaoyouzi who obediently closed her eyes and covered her ears on the sofa, and the tyrannical coldness surging in her heart calmed down a bit.

With the hand that didn't touch Shanshan, the man gently pinched the tip of Youyou's small nose.

Little Yuzi tentatively put down the white paws that were covering her ears, and raised her head: "Well, old man...? You, Youyou can... Can you open your eyes? "

The curly eyelashes trembled slightly, tickling the man's heart.

"Youbao, open your mouth."

"Well......!"

Fu Qingyang leaned over slightly with his hands propped on the sofa, and kissed her delicate soft lips gently and violently.

What should he do...

Only then can his pomelo treasure learn to cherish himself?