Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   After half an hour, Fu Zhiyan finally came back while Fu Xiaoxiao was looking at him.

   "Oh, it's time to eat!"

   He swiftly ran to the kitchen and brought back tableware and chopsticks for his own father, then jumped on his seat and started howling.

   "Daddy, it's dinner, you came back too late, wait till I'm hungry."

  The cold man pulled out his chair, sat down and asked, "Why don't you eat first?"

   "Because I have to wait for Daddy." Fu Xiaoxiao slammed a thousand pounds, picked up the chopsticks, and called to start.

   It seemed that he was really hungry and had a very good appetite, so he plowed down a bowl of rice after a while. I threw myself a bowl by myself, and ate two bowls in a row, finally I was full. Leaning on the chair, he took a sip of water like an old man, and then told the few people who were still eating at the table in a well-mannered manner.

   "Daddy, Mommy, Grandma, I'm full. I'll go back to my room first."

   He's going to look at the stock, the sell that should be sold, the new one that should be bought. I have to find time to find Uncle Nan Qing, buy a few boxes of AD calcium milk for Uncle Nan Qing, bribe Uncle Nan Qing, and see if I can figure out which stock is the most profitable next month...

   Kitten Fu felt that he was so busy that he was so busy that his feet were about to touch the ground, but he had to be called by the boring teacher at school to participate in some math Olympiad, and he had to accompany the group of little girls to answer questions, which was a waste of his precious time.

   "Kitten, you won't eat it?"

   "Don't eat, Mommy, eat slowly."

   Kitten Fu ran into the room and slammed the door shut.

Feng Yaqin laughed and repeated what Fu Kitten said just now when Fu Zhiyan didn't come back, and said with a smile, "Who do you think Mu Ye learned these words from all day long, he's a little boy with a big hair. Son of a bitch, I'm afraid I don't even know what I mean."

   "It's so cute, I knew I would record it for him, and when he grows up, I'll take it out to make fun of him."

   "..." Han Xiaoye really wanted to tell Feng Yaqin that Fu Kitten understood what he was talking about. I understand the meaning of my wife, and I know what it means to bring a woman home for dinner for the first time. I say that because I understand it, not because the child is innocent.

   But looking at Feng Yaqin, she held back and didn't dare to say it. She was still afraid of frightening Feng Yaqin. Anyway, the last time Fu Kitten divorced her, she was shocked by Fu Kitten's precocious puberty.

  …

   went back to the room, the silent man changed into pajamas, took a shower, and stood on the sink to shave.

  Han Xiaoye took the little monkey in, saw it, and said casually, "Little uncle, your beard has grown so fast recently, have you noticed?"

"Yep?"

  Han Xiaoye put the little monkey in the crib and let her sit. He poured her a glass of milk and said, "You used to shave once every three days, but now you don't shave a day, your face can't be seen."

  “…”

   Can't watch!

  Fu Zhiyan was stabbed fiercely by her, and his chest felt tight.

   But Han Xiaoye hadn't noticed that his words stabbed him, so he fed the bottle into the mouth of the little monkey and coaxed the little monkey to drink. He continued, "Why does the beard grow faster and faster, does it really have something to do with age?"

   "Possibly, I think most people with beards are older people. Young guys don't seem to be able to grow beards very much."

  ...Old man, young man, the man's cold and handsome face is stretched hard, and his body is full of cold air.

   So did she really become an old man in her heart?

   He unconsciously remembered the menopause she blurted out last time, and it was as if a big rock had been pressed against his chest, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

   In fact, he's getting old. Men in their early thirties are the most handsome and golden age. Men of this age don't know how many little girls like them. Mature, calm, and manly. After years of precipitation, it still has an incomparable mysterious charm than a twenty-year-old man.

  Han Xiaoye didn't mean to say that he was old, just casually said something between the couple. She didn't really mean anything else. But in the ears of a man who was very concerned about the age difference with her, it became something else interesting.

   When she coaxed the little monkey to fall asleep, she ran to take a bath in a sweaty body, only to find the person who always sleeps late. He had already covered the quilt and closed his eyes.

   She climbed onto the bed strangely, pulled up the quilt and rolled in, leaning close to his ear, "Uncle?"

  "..." The man with his eyes closed did not respond.

   The little hands in the quilt began to rub, "Little uncle, are you asleep?"

  "..." Still no response.

   Her small hands went from top to bottom, her fingers kept jumping, and her voice softened. Deliberately lengthening the tone and grinning, "Stop pretending, when did you go to bed so early?"

  “…”

  Pretend to sleep, right?

   She has a way to keep him from holding on!

   The little hand touched down, and suddenly grabbed it. Then after pinching again, he suddenly let go. Squeeze tighter, let go... After a few rounds, grab it and raise his head.

   She burst into a smile and raised her face shyly, "Aren't you asleep? Will you still react when you are asleep? Keep pretending."

   She was proud of her mouth, and her subordinates did not stop, and began to draw circles.

   The man with his eyes closed gradually wrinkled his brows, the deeper the wrinkle was, the more his brows were almost knotted at the back! He opened his eyes abruptly, and grabbed her deadly small wrist with a big hand. Because of the tide of love, his voice unconsciously became hoarse, "What are you doing?"

   "Touch you." Han Xiaoye didn't stop for a while, it was very natural.

  “…”

   The man's temples jumped twice.

   "Didn't you fall asleep? Why did you wake up again, and you went back to sleep." The culprit smiled without seeing his teeth, without any intention of reflecting on his behavior.

  Fu Zhiyan's eyes suddenly darkened, "If I let go, will you continue?"

   "Continue what? Are you cleaning the gun?" Han Xiaoye was so sly, "I can't."

  Fu Zhiyan squinted at her for a moment, Han Xiaoye let him see, no guilty conscience at all. After the restraint on her wrist was released, her little hand pinched it again quickly and accurately. This time, she didn't clench and let go, but pulled the gun like a radish!

   "I don't brush my gun, I draw my gun!"

   Her brows and eyes were full of slyness, and her increasingly delicate little face looked like she was 18 years old again, which was very painful.

  Fu Zhiyan is a normal man, a normal man can no longer be normal!

   He was just the age of vigorous blood, and was so provocatively provoked by Mrs. Fu, who was killed, she turned over and pinned the person under her body. He hugged her and gave her a good "punishment". At the end of the "punishment", the cloud and rain gradually subsided. He picked up the man who was so weak that he had no strength, and carried it into the bathroom to wash it well. Putting it back on the bed, after covering her with the quilt, he kissed her red and beautiful mouth, "Rest early, good night."

"……Good night."

  Han Xiaoye was really tired and fell asleep in a daze after a while.

  I didn't see the man who got up after she fell asleep, took out a cigarette from the desk drawer, walked to the balcony and started smoking...