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

Youbao glanced at the small boxes in front of him in a daze, as if he suddenly remembered what it was, and his ears turned red with embarrassment.

"Old man..."

A blush appeared on Xiaoyouzi's face.

Even the skin on the neck is powdery.

"Husband is here, let's choose pomelo. Which one do you like?"

Youyou shyly lowered her little head, not daring to look at these small boxes at all, her white claws quickly stretched out, grabbed two boxes and stuffed them into her husband's arms, her soft voice trembling a little.

"Pomelo...you picked pomelo..."

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Fu Qingyang looked at Youyou who was sitting in the passenger seat, grabbing the hem of his clothes and refusing to pay attention, and coaxed softly, "Youbao is angry?"

Youyou tugged at her little hands, and shook her head nah.

"Youyou no, I won't be angry with my husband..."

Fu Qingyang caught a glimpse of the pair of red ear tips, chuckled, pinched Youyou's chin and lifted it slightly, with a deep and gentle voice.

"Huh? That means Youbao is still shy?"

"Um...no, no..."

Youyou's guilty little eyes dodged a little, although it was a little shy, but not all.Youbao felt that he was too bad-behaved.

He just wanted his husband to coax him.

Fu Qingyang couldn't see Youyou's little thoughts.Youbao's thoughts are all clearly written on that white and tender face.Just now in the supermarket, Youbao stared at himself with round eyes, humming softly.

There are only five words engraved on the small forehead.

——"Come and coax me~!"

Fu Qingyang's icy eyes were stained with helplessness and connivance. His little baby was indeed becoming more and more delicate by him.

It's time to punish...

Fu Qingyang thought about the styles of the two boxes that Youbao picked up by accident, and raised her thin lips with a slight curve.

Back home, Fu Qingyang held Youbao in his arms and took him into the bathroom, let Youyou take a bath, then turned around and went into the kitchen to cook for Youbao.

Little Yuzi, who didn't know what she was about to face, looked at her husband's back and giggled foolishly.Old, my husband is so nice~

Unfortunately, after the two of them finished their meal and Fu Qingyang took a shower, Youbao was forcibly taken from the living room to the bedroom.Before going to bed, Youbao enjoyed the extreme tenderness of a man.After getting into the bed, the naked Youbao paid the "painful" price.

After waking up the next day, Youyou hugged her husband aggrievedly, her soft voice was sticky and coquettish, tinged with the tiredness of early awakening: "Old, husband, Youyou's waist hurts so much. …”

Fu Qingyang raised his eyebrows, and put his big hand on Youbao's waist, rubbing it lightly, so comfortable that Xiaoyouzi narrowed his eyes stupidly.

Youyou nestled in the man's arms, and fell asleep again in a daze.When I woke up completely, it was already past nine in the morning.

Fu Qingyang rarely got up, but leaned on the back of the bed and was busy working on the computer.After all, he has been resting for a month, and the company has accumulated some big and small things that need him to deal with.

Youbao rubbed his eyes, got up staggeringly, and leaned on her husband's shoulder relyingly, feeling a little bit reluctant and sad.

"Old, hubby wants to go to the company today...?"

Xiaoyouzi understands that her husband has already taken time to accompany her for a month, and now that she has returned to China, her husband has to go to work.

But this month, Youbao has gotten used to seeing her husband whenever and wherever she raises her head.

Youyou's nose is sour.

He wants to be with her husband.But, but...youyou is my husband's obedient little baby, so you can't be willful~!

Fu Qingyang has also thought about this problem, but his idea is very simple.It is impossible for Youbao to stay at home alone like before.That being the case, it would be good to go to the company with yourself.After all, he also couldn't do without Youbao.

Fu Qingyang felt that he would not continue to be annoyed if he was offended by a stupid employee in his company and hugged and kissed and touched the fragrant and soft pomelo.

"Well, let's go when we get up, and have breakfast at the company, okay?" Fu Qingyang closed the computer and took the little grapefruit into his arms.

Youbao felt his nose sour, and quickly lowered his head: "Then, my husband is coming back today, why don't you go home for dinner...? Youyou is here, at home... Wait, wait for you to come back ... woo, woo woo..."

Little Yuzu didn't want to cry.

My husband is going to work, so I can't stop him.

However, Yuyou just couldn't bear it.Youbao raised his hand to wipe his tears, while blaming himself for becoming more and more misbehaving.

Fu Qingyang frowned, skillfully took the handkerchief from the side and wiped Youyou's tears: "What are you waiting for me at home, you will go to the company with your husband later, Youbao is not willing, huh?"

"Hmm... hiccup~"

Youyou raised her little head in a daze, her round teary eyes were still glistening with water, making one's heart soften just looking at them.

"Really, really? Youyou wish, yes..."

"Silly goose."

Fu Qingyang tugged at Youyou's little face, staring at Youbao's reddish eyes, a trace of worry flashed across his eyes, thinking that he would ask someone to buy some boxes of eye drops later.

The recent Youbao is too capable of crying.

The man is worried that it will hurt Youyou's eyes.

Youbao, who didn't know her husband's concerns, was hanging on her husband happily, and was carried by her husband to the bathroom to wash up.He hugged the man's neck and rubbed it dependently, the two small dimples were sweet.

Youyou must be the happiest little baby in the whole world!

The two changed their clothes.

Fu Qingyang was wearing a neat black suit.

Although her husband said to wear whatever she wanted, Youbao still chose a more formal suit.Seeing Fu Qingyang frowned slightly.

Although he has gotten used to it, wearing this kind of custom-made suit is not as comfortable as casual clothes. He needs to keep his waist straight and sit upright anytime and anywhere.Fu Qingyang thought about the appearance of Youbao lying softly in his arms, so he chose a new set for Youyou.

The short lake blue shirt lined the fair skin and made it a little more tender. The tight black shorts outlined a round and straight arc, and the two slender legs were wrapped in suspenders.The embellished silver leg loop adjusts to size and binds on the left leg.The mid-length plush jacket with rabbit ears was put on, just enough to cover Youbao's butt.

Cute and pure temptation.

Fu Qingyang was very satisfied, and took his baby out of the house.

The man was thinking about getting someone to come to the company to customize a few more sets of clothes for Youbao. Well, it seems that adding a few small skirts is also fine.

His pomelo looks good on anything!

Driving to the company, Fu Qingyang parked the car.

Instead of going to the office first, he led Youbao, whose stomach was growling, into the company cafeteria.In Fu Group's company, the employees are treated well, and the canteen has a variety of dishes.

As soon as the two entered the cafeteria, someone immediately recognized their president and the cutie who was being held by the president.

Originally, some of them had never seen Xiaoyouzi, but after that Internet rumor, the whole company, no, people all over the country probably knew Youbao.

After all, Fu Qingyang's tough and cold-blooded purge method was only to dispel rumors about the delicate and cute boy in the photo.

Moreover, Youbao's appearance was almost impeccable.

Employee A: [Wow ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!Seeing a real person, it's a real cutie!I really want to pinch! 】

Employee B: [Nympho, Mr. Fu's cutie, can you pinch it too... Hey, let me rub the head of the cutie! 】

Employee C: [Little cutie is so hot, Mr. Fu also said it, cutie everyone!He poked secretly and took out five small sacks. 】

Youbao, who was under the fiery gaze of the crowd, subconsciously shuddered, and squinted to lean against her husband. After feeling the familiar temperature, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

If Yubao has a small tail, it must be wagging very happily.

"Youbao, what are you smirking at?"

Fu Qingyang looked at the little pomelo in a daze, and helplessly tapped pomelo on the head, bringing him back to his senses.

Youyou raised her claws, rubbed her slightly painful forehead, and said in a soft voice filled with anticipation: "Old, husband... Youyouming, I can also be with... and my husband tomorrow." Come to the company together?"

"You're thinking about tomorrow before today's over?"

Little Youzi knew that she was greedy, and drooped her head in frustration: "Youyou is wrong...wrong..."

"Youbao is right, little fool." Fu Qingyang chuckled, "From now on, I will follow my husband in the company. If I feel bored, my husband will let someone set up an easel and paints in the office. When my husband works, Youbao will paint, or You can do anything else if you want.”

Xiaoyouzi's eyes lit up, and she jumped into the man's arms happily, forgetting for a moment that she was in the cafeteria, and there were many people watching.

"Youyou thinks, I want to help my husband work..."

Fu Qingyang smiled icily, hugging the coquettish baby: "Well, then Youbao will be my husband's little secretary, okay?"

Men only have assistants, not secretaries.

Assistants are responsible for work matters, while secretaries are involved in both work and personal spheres.So before, Fu Qingyang had no idea of ​​arranging a secretary.After all, he doesn't really like other people meddling in his life.But my little baby pomelo is different.

Youbao is not someone else, but his own little teacher.

Moreover, Fu Qingyang didn't really intend to ask Youbao to do too many things, just help serve a cup of coffee, send some materials and so on.

He thought that letting Youbao get in touch with more people might help Youyou get rid of the shadows accumulated in his heart faster.

"Okay, okay!" Youbao rubbed the man's neck happily, and led her husband to sit in the empty seat, "Husband, what do you want to eat? What do you want? Go and buy it for you... ..”

Fu Qingyang propped his chin, raised his eyebrows and looked at the little baby who quickly entered the role, with helplessness and connivance wrapped around his brows.He took out an employee card from his briefcase and hung it around Youbao's neck.

"I can do anything, you can order whatever you like."

Youyou nodded her head, bouncing up and down to line up at the ordering area.He looked up at the menu with his little head up, looking for his husband's favorite dish.

Breakfast should not be too greasy.

A bowl of porridge and two pickles are enough.

Just like their home.

One house, two people.Plain and warm.