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

"..."

Fu Qingyang raised his eyebrows and looked at Youbao who was blushing slowly in his arms, a little unbelievable, and was instantly laughed by Youyou.

He knew that Youbao's little mind was a little confused.

But he never knew that Youyou could still dream about things.

At this moment, Fu Qingyang couldn't help but reflect on himself.

Youbao is as clean as a piece of white paper.

If you draw a stroke of blue yourself, you will get an inch of blue.

Is it that you and Youbao are too intimate in the matter of husband and wife?This caused Xiaoyouzi's mind to be full...

Yellow color waste.

Punish, punish, punish...

Fu Qingyang raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his brows tiredly. He had once, it seemed like it might be possible, he "bullied" Youbao severely under the banner of "punishment".

"Hmm...husband?"

Youyou blinked her eyes, a little puzzled.

Husband, why are you in a daze?

Xiaoyouzi realized that her husband must be sleepy.

The pomelo was nestled in her husband's arms just now, and the husband must have not had a good rest to hold the pomelo.

Thinking of this, Youbao twisted his body, clawed at his clothes, thought for a while and took a pillow to cushion his lap.

As soon as Fu Qing came back to her senses, she saw her little baby patted the pillow on her lap, and said softly, "Old man...do you want to... lie down and rest for a while too?" Acridine?"

"Good boy, my husband is not sleepy."

Fu Qingyang reluctantly removed the pillow, brought the man back into his arms and hugged him well, bowed his head and began the long interrogation.

Fu Interrogator Zong: "Youbao tell me the truth, are you still having those nightmares?"

"Well, pomelo, pomelo..."

"Youbao, my patience is limited."

As soon as the man frowned, his tone sank a little, and you, the petty criminal, You began to confess his guilt cowardly.Under Fu Qingyang's questioning, Youbao slowly repeated the dream as if he wanted to squeeze toothpaste.It made Fu Qingyang's face even more gloomy.

"Old man... Youyou is wrong, you are wrong..."

Xiaoyouzi carefully observed her husband's expression, and timidly stretched out her hand to gently tug on the man's sleeve, her amber eyes were watery, revealing attachment and anxiety.

Youyou, whose little mind is too simple, didn't think too much about it, thinking that she lied and her husband was unhappy.

Fu Qingyang realized that he seemed to be frightening Youbao, so he sighed helplessly, restraining the cold air all over his body.The man stretched out his hand and rubbed Youyou's little golden hair: "I can't hide it from my husband like this in the future, do Youbao remember?"

Youbao chick nodded like pecking at rice.

"Hmm, Yuyouji, remember."

Fu Qingyang thought for a while, picked up the phone and sent Bugis the status quo of Youbao. It is not a solution for Youbao to always have nightmares.

Bugis replied quickly: [Take a sleeping pill tonight and try it, and tell me tomorrow if Shuyou still has nightmares. 】

Fu Qingyang frowned slightly, sleeping pills are not good for health.

However, there is no other way now.

Burgess said that if sleeping pills are useful, he would give Yuyou some medicine that is harmless to the body and has a calming effect.

Fu Qingyang turned off his mobile phone, hugged Youbao and leaned against the soft chair in the first-class cabin, stroking Youbao's small head with his big hand, but his mind completely drifted to the investigation results sent to him by Aunt Chen.As early as 20 days ago, Aunt Chen found out about Youbao's childhood.

Yuyou had a bad time.

In comparison, the six years of being abandoned were more stable.

Fu Qingyang would never forgive those who bullied Youbao, and Fu Qingyang would never let go of their families.

In fact, he had already made some arrangements.

It's just that Fu Qingyang didn't want Youbao to know about these dirty methods.His little one is always pure and flawless.

Carefree and happy, shyly buried in his arms, aggrieved raised his little head to look at himself...

Fu Qingyang doesn't need to deliberately recall, those pleasing scenes are automatically replayed in his mind one by one.

Nesting in her husband's arms, Youbao also quietly closed her eyes, leaning on the man's strong chest, listening to the powerful heartbeat in her ears, and smiling softly at the corner of her mouth, as if she had everything to satisfy her.

---

The return journey was very smooth, and the group went back to their homes smoothly.

Fu Qingyang drove home with Youbao.

After a month away from home, both of them miss it a little.

Especially for Fu Qingyang, it is no longer a house among his many real estates, but the home of his pomelo.

Aunt Chen has been a little busy recently, and Fu Qingyang didn't tell Aunt Chen specifically that he and Youyou were going back to China today, so there was no dinner prepared at home.

Youbao ran to the refrigerator, opened it expectantly, and found that it was empty, and there was nothing in the refrigerator.

Youyou was a little confused for a moment.

Fu Qingyang looked down at Youbao's gradually aggrieved little face, and thought.The man chuckled and said, "Youbao, what are you looking for?"

Youyou grabbed the little hand in a daze, and said: "Pomelo, where is the fruit of pomelo, jelly, small cake, cloth, pudding...?"

Another pleasant low smile escaped from the man's lips.

Sure enough, he knew that this little fool was looking for these.

Hearing her husband's laughter, Youyou quit.

The round eyes quickly filled with moisture, and the tip of the small and delicate nose was also stained with pink.After a while, the crystal teardrops broke free from the shackles of the eye sockets and fell out.

"Woo... Youyou is here, before you leave, woo... specially, I specially saved the matcha cake until you go back, and eat it at home... woo burp~"

This is the latest ice cream cake that Brother Ziqing bought for him. Brother Ziqing said that the matcha flavor is neither too strong nor too light, the cream is sweet but not greasy, the chocolate rolls are sweet, the strawberries are not sour, and the cake is very, very delicious. !

Youbao has a habit.

Save your favorites for last.

Before leaving, Youbao thought, Youyou must be very hungry when you go home.Eat a delicious little cake, you will not be hungry.

But, but... the little cake flew away.

Youbao lowered his head, clutching his little hands aggrievedly.

Very sad.

Fu Qingyang was distressed and funny, his pomelo is really a little idiot.Don't even think about it, if you go out for a month, even if the cake is in the refrigerator, will it still taste good?

The man had already told Aunt Chen that during the month they went to country F, they had to empty out all the refrigerators at home, and disinfect and clean them by the way.

Those little treasures of Youbao have long been safely thrown into the trash can.

"Youbao, don't cry. Husband will take you shopping, okay? Ask Ziqing to send me the address of that dessert shop, and my husband will take you there, and I'll buy some food for dinner by the way."

"Well......"

Xiaoyuzi sniffed, Fu Qingyang quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe Yubao's nose.Mr. Fu, who has always been obsessed with cleanliness, didn't even wrinkle his eyebrows, and he didn't dislike the little baby's dirtyness at all.

"Thank you, thank you husband..."

Youbao, whose snot almost flowed to his mouth, grabbed the hem of his clothes in embarrassment, and forgot to continue dropping the little pearls for a while.

"Go to the bathroom and wash your face." Fu Qingyang patted Youbao on the head, and led the little cat, Youbao, to the bathroom.

Youyou washed her face obediently.

Fu Qingyang washed the handkerchief naturally and deftly.

Obviously, this is not the first time.

Especially two weeks ago, Youbao basically broke down and cried every time he woke up from a nightmare. The small snot bubble burst on the left side and popped out on the right side.Fu Qingyang lost his temper completely.

I even think such a pomelo is still cute.

However, he could only pamper Youbao, refreshing Fu Qingyang's own bottom line again and again.Fu Qingyang would absolutely not tolerate another person.It seems that all the tenderness and patience of the man were given to Youbao, pampering him, loving him, making Xiaoyouzi walk step by step more steadfastly and with more peace of mind.

After the two packed up, they took a big shopping bag and prepared to go out.

This was the first time Fu Qingyang and Xiaoyouzi went to the supermarket.

Youbao is very happy being led by her husband.

Completely forgetting the reality of the little cake being thrown in the trash.

After a 10-minute drive, the two arrived at a large supermarket.

Youbao hummed a soft tune, looking around curiously with his round eyes.Youyou has never bought vegetables by herself.In the past, Aunt Chen bought it and sent it home, and you cooked with pomelo.

Youbao, who didn't look down carefully at the road, almost stepped into a puddle.Fu Qingyang stretched out his hand to fish it out, and her husband carried the bewildered little pomelo across the small puddle, and then landed on both feet steadily.

Fu Qingyang knocked on Youbao's little head: "Be careful. If you get your shoes wet, Youbao will be the one who suffers."

"Hmm... Youyou no, you won't get your shoes wet..."

Xiaoyouzi's soft voice lacked confidence and was a little cautious.It's uncomfortable to think about wet socks wrapped in shoes.

Youyou hurriedly walked obediently and earnestly, her eyes didn't look around, her little feet didn't jump up and down, she was very peaceful.

Entering the shopping mall, Fu Qingyang pushed the cart, Youbao clingingly held her husband's hem, and followed.

Husband turns left, he turns left.

Husband turned around, he circled.

Like a little tail, spinning around behind a man's buttocks.

Fu Qingyang smiled helplessly.

"Why follow me, Youbao, let's go to the snack area."

Unexpectedly, Youyou, who has always been greedy for desserts, shook her head, her watery eyes stained with vigilance.

"No, I can't do it... You want you, you have to follow your husband... What if your husband loses you, what should you do...?"

Fu Qingyang raised his eyebrows, pinched Youbao's soft little face: "It's okay, you can broadcast the search for people in the mall."

Even though he said that, Fu Qingyang didn't force Yubao any more, and even stretched out his hand to hold Xiaoyouzi.His little baby looks silly and easy to fool, and he can't be carried away by others.

The two slowly walked along the entrance and walked to a row of sanitary products unknowingly.Fu Qingyang thought about it, and it seemed that the condoms at home were all taken away when he went to country F.

From the corner of the eye, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Youbao beside him.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"Pomelo Treasure."

"Husband, what, why is it spicy?"

Fu Qingyang led Youbao to the shelf, and his tall figure surrounded him in his arms.The man lowered his head and kissed Youbao's earlobe.

"Which one do you like? This time, we will pick pomelo treasures."