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

Hey.

Youbao sighed quietly.

No matter how soft-tempered Xiaoyouzi is, she still can't bear the frequency of her husband pressing her down and being intimate.In layman's terms, Youbao thinks that his poor little soft waist has only three states.

One, it is developing in the direction of soreness.

Two, sore and sore.

Three, recovering...

Yesterday was her husband's birthday, and Youyou sent out her own "birthday gift" - a skirt version of Youbao.The final result is undoubtedly happy and sweet, but Yuyou couldn't get out of bed this morning.

"feelling better?"

Fu Qingyang came in with fish porridge.The man smiled, his sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and his deep and hoarse voice was tinged with tenderness.

"Hmm... pomelo, pomelo is difficult, uncomfortable..."

Xiaoyouzi's soft voice sounded aggrieved.

Fu Qingyang chuckled, put the tray containing the fish porridge on the bedside table, and went to help Youbao set up the small table on the bed before the man put the fish porridge and a few small cold dishes in order.

"Come on, eat something to fill your stomach."

The originally pitiful and listless Youbao moved his little nose honestly, and the greedy Youbao instantly shifted his attention.

"Old...husband also... eat together..."

"it is good."

Fu Qingyang and Youbao, you took a mouthful of each other, leaning against each other in a greasy way, and it took an hour to finish their lunch.

"Does your body still hurt?"

Youbao grabbed his little hand: "It's okay..."

Xiaoyouzi felt that her body wasn't really in pain, but her back was sore. To be more specific, the delicate Youyou wanted to take the opportunity to lie in her husband's arms and let him rub her waist.

How can Fu Qingyang not know what Youyou's simple little mind is thinking: "Youbao, Jiang Ziqing just sent me a message saying that they have booked a banquet at the Jinhua Hotel. It's a pity, since Youbao can't get up, Then don't go. Husband will eat with them tonight, and Youbao will be left alone to watch the house."

Youyou's amber eyes stared round.

!!!

How wide is this?

"How... how can you drop... leave the pomelo, go alone and have a big meal...? No... ..You can't throw away...those pomelo..."

Xiaoyuzi hugged her husband's arm angrily, and pressed it softly, her waxy and soft voice was stained with eagerness.

Fu Qingyang raised his eyebrows: "Isn't Youbao unable to get up?"

Youyou rubbed her little feet guiltily: "No...no..."

"Who insisted on me hugging to wash up just now?"

"Well...youyou, then my husband, just hug youyou..."

Fu Qingyang looked at someone who had already leaned into his arms with a smile, his eyes were full of indulgence: "Okay, my husband hugs."

Because Jiang Ziqing and the others had made an appointment for dinner, they had already reserved a banquet box for seven o'clock, but they planned to go out to have fun together first, so they made an appointment with Fu Qingyang to meet in the park at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Look at the time, it's time to pack up and go.

"Old, husband..." Youbao hung on Fu Qingyang's body, allowing her husband to carry her to the closet, "Husband~"

"Say, what's the matter?"

Fu Qingyang helplessly reached out and patted Youbao's buttocks. The man discovered that Xiaoyouzi had a hobby recently, that is, she threw herself into her arms and called "husband" tightly when she had nothing to do.

Little Yuzi twisted her buttocks, and hugged her husband for a while: "Today...is there anyone...together...? Brother Ziqing...Brother , They know...know that you...youyou also want...to go...?"

Fu Qingyang knew what Youbao was worried about, and he gently touched Youyou's little head: "Don't be afraid, most of you know Youyou. There are me, Ziqing, Zihan, Changjue, Bugis, five of us I went to the same high school before. In fact, today I plan to make an appointment to go back to school to see the teacher. But Bugis will bring Mu Jian, and I don’t know about some other people.”

Xiaoyouzi listened very carefully.

When her husband mentioned that high school teacher, Youbao clearly caught the nostalgia and smile in her husband's eyes.

"Then...that old, teacher...very, very good?"

"Well. She will like Youbao, good boy, don't worry."

Youyou nodded her head obediently, and began to look for clothes in the closet seriously.It sounds like there are a lot of people together today. If Youyou wears new clothes, will my husband lose Youyou?

Little Yuzu was a little bit worried.

After thinking about it, Youyou still decided to let her husband choose it. In this way, her husband will definitely remember what clothes Youyou wore.

After hearing Youbao's words, Fu Qingyang couldn't help chuckling, but he didn't refuse, and picked out clothes together with his baby.In the end, the two chose two sets of couple casual clothes that were newly customized together last time.

When I went to country F, I measured the size, but later I participated in the recording of a variety show, and there was an accident, and neither of them had a chance to wear it.

Fu Qingyang thought, today is just right, and by the way, I can show Chang Jue and the others their cute little baby in couple outfits.

As it turns out, they were indeed shown.

The two had just parked their car near the park and got out of the car together.Gu Changjue, Jiang Ziqing, and Jiang Zihan, who had already arrived, saw two landscapes, one tall and one short, from a distance.

Youbao is wearing cute light brown blazing suspender trousers, a loose white down jacket, and a white and gray plaid cashmere scarf around his neck, which looks very warm.

Fu Qingyang was wearing a light blue shirt and white slacks, with a silly little bear printed on the bottom of the trousers, not too big or too small, but playful just right.The inside of the khaki windbreaker is warm and fleece. There are no extra patterns on the windbreaker. The waist is tightened to outline a man's perfect and strong waistline.

Of course, the most noticeable thing is the scarf Fu Qingyang is wearing, which is the same style as Youbao, but it looks a little bigger and longer.Because Youbao was too afraid of the cold, she asked her husband to tie up the tail of her scarf and wrap it tightly.Fu Qingyang's physique is much better than Youbao's. Men are not afraid of the cold, so he just left the scarf around twice and put it on casually.

"hiss--"

The corners of Jiang Ziqing and Gu Changjue's mouths twitched.

What the hell, I'm afraid others don't know they are a couple...

Moreover, it was the first time they saw Fu Qingyang wearing printed clothes. That dull and cute bear, coupled with Fu Qingyang's indifferent expression, really was...the power of love.

"Youyou are here?" Jiang Ziqing chose to ignore the man whose style had changed drastically, and pulled Youyou into his arms with a smile, the skilled rua, rua.

"Son, brother Ziqing~"

"Hey, baby youyou is so good."

Jiang Zihan on the side was sour, he rubbed his hands, expressing that he also wanted to rua: "Yuyou only knows your brother Ziqing?"

"No... son, brother Zihan, you also know you!"

As soon as Xiaoyouzi's soft voice fell, several subtle jealous eyes fell on Youyou in an instant.Youbao was excited, and hurriedly followed along obediently, saying hello.

However, Youbao has changed the name of Bugis to Little Uncle.Bugis was very satisfied and felt warm in his heart.Such a cute little nephew is cured just looking at it.

"Is this the legendary young master of the Bai family?"

A gentle female voice sounded, breaking the warm atmosphere of several people.Youbao didn't hear anything, he tilted his head and looked at the woman wearing a dress and a knitted sweater jacket suspiciously.

Little Yuzi couldn't help but arched into her husband's arms.

Damn, she wears so little, isn't it cold?

Fu Qingyang didn't even look at the talking woman, and naturally stretched out his hand to hug Youbao in his arms, which instantly became warm. Youyou is like a natural small mobile stove.

No, the small stove is not as comfortable as holding my own baby.

After all, pomelo treasure is still fragrant and soft to hold.

Thinking this way in his head, Fu Qingyang, who has always been indifferent to other people's eyes, honestly lowered his head and buried it in Youbao's neck, kissed the delicate skin, and took a deep breath of the sweet fragrance.

"Ah~" The little pomelo, who was suddenly kissed by her husband, shrank her neck, and two blushes climbed up her white and tender cheeks.

"Fuck, Fu Bingkuo, you, you, you..." Gu Changjue's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost, and he looked heartbroken again.

Brother der, are you in such a hurry?

Hearing Gu Changjue's voice, Youbao's face turned even redder, and the tips of his ears became hot.But Youyou was so sweet in his heart that he couldn't bear to push her husband away.So Youyou nestled in her husband's arms obediently.

Fu Qingyang raised his head, glanced at Gu Changjue lightly, then withdrew his gaze, and calmly stretched out his hand to help Youbao straighten the scarf, covering up the light pink marks he just made.

A man wouldn't admit that it was the fact that so many people hugged pomelo for a rua meal, which made him jealous.Hmm...wouldn't even admit hiccups.

Fu Qingyang will only come back secretly for "revenge".

Bugis frowned slightly: "Qing Yang, let's not make an example."

Although the two of them were sweet and sweet, Bugis was very relieved, but it was one thing to be relieved, and it was another thing for the pig to lick his own juicy cabbage in front of his face.

What the hell, the fist is hardened.

Fu Qingyang didn't intend to talk to Bugis at first, but suddenly remembered that this guy seemed to be more than just his friend...

Counting from Youbao, Bugis is his little uncle, and counting from his elder brother Mu Jian, he is his sister-in-law.

"Xiaoyang, didn't you hear Bugis talking to you?"

Sure enough, Mu Jian began to secretly poke and prod to support his daughter-in-law.

Fu Qingyang raised his eyebrows: "Bugis, take your hands out of my brother's windbreaker first, and then tell me this."

Bugis, who was warming his hands, snorted coldly and turned his head away.

Fu Qingyang hugged the little baby cuddling in his arms tighter.

victory! (●''●)