Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Wait to get home.

  Fu Zhiyan has come back. There are people sitting in the living room, and there are big bags of gifts on the coffee table. Fu Kitten also went home from school. When he saw them coming back, he quickly waved, "Mummy, grandma, little monkey."

  Fu Xiaojiu was one and a half years old, and vaguely understood what the little monkey was saying was bad, and glared at her brother hummingly.

   "Bad! Cat!"

   The milky voice was milky, the pink and tender little face was flushed with anger, and she stared at her beautiful eyes again, and said it again angrily.

   "Cat! Bad!"

  Fu Xiaojiu can already say some simple words, but she has not shown a strong IQ advantage since childhood like Fu Kitten.

   Chubby, pink and tender, very cute. Not only the teachers in the early childhood education center like her, but even the little boys who are about her age like to play with her. Fu Xiaojiu has shown a kind and enthusiastic character since childhood, and she is almost always welcome. Not only willing to share their little toys, but also to mingle with boys and girls.

   The only thing that gave Han Xiaoye a headache was that Fu Xiaojiu generally didn't like things that girls generally liked. For example, dolls, such as plush toys, always snap away at a glance.

   Kitten Fu held up a feeding bottle with half a bottle of milk in it, and shook it in front of Fu Xiaojiu, "Call me brother."

  Fu Xiaojiu's eyes suddenly straightened, staring at the bottle without turning his eyes.

   "Little monkey, brother Muye."

  “…”

   Although Fu Xiaojiu is young, she can vaguely understand that Fu Kitten is playing with her. I really want to refuse with a backbone, but I can't move my eyes when I see my favorite milk. Seeing that the two adults were indifferent and puffed up with grievances, he seemed to have to look at his mother and grandmother for help. Just as he was about to pretend he didn't understand, he was seen through by Fu Kitten.

   "If you don't call your brother, you won't have it, but if you call your brother, I will give you a drink."

  “…”

   Fu Xiaojiu's cheeks were bulging into small buns. She was already chubby and had baby fat. Now her cheeks are swollen, it looks like her little face is really like a round little bun.

   "Do you bark?" Fu Kitten shook the bottle in his hand, tempting her.

   Fu Xiaojiu's saliva was drooling out, and Yun sucked his fingers. Unable to resist the temptation, he whispered, "Gege."

   "Speak louder, I can't hear clearly."

   "Gege."

   Kitten Fu glanced at her with disgust, and asked, "Who is the little monkey?"

   "..." Fu Xiaojiu was silent.

  Han Xiaoye couldn't stand it any longer, and hugged Fu Xiaojiu, "Okay, kitten, don't bully your sister."

  Fu Xiaojiu nodded, like a chicken pecking rice, "Gege, don't bully."

   Kitten Fu just wanted to tease her, how could he really bully her, and handed over the milk bottle, "Hey, snack food."

  Fu Xiaojiu immediately hugged and started drinking, she didn't even hear Fu Kitten say she was a snack food.

   Feng Yaqin liked the way she eats deliciously, and smiled, "Mu Ye, take Xiao Jiu to wash her hands, she hasn't washed her hands yet when she comes back."

   "It's really troublesome." He muttered like this, but his body honestly held Fu Xiaojiu who was on the ground by Han Xiaoye, "Let's go."

   "Be careful, you two don't fall."

"Will not."

  Feng Yaqin was not at ease, "Should I watch them, what if the two little guys fell?"

  Han Xiaoye was very at ease with Kitty Fu, "Mom, don't worry, Mu Ye is so old, it's definitely no problem to take care of Xiao Jiu."

  How many days did she know about her son, she just barely got the word Defying Heaven carved on his forehead. If you are smart, don't want it. If you put it outside, it is simply created by God to despise all living beings.

   Feng Yaqin knew how smart Kitty Fu was. After thinking about it, she felt relieved. As soon as she felt relieved, she immediately noticed the large and small bags on the coffee table, and said with a smile, "Zhiyan, you bought so many, are they all gifts for us?"

"Yep."

  Feng Yaqin became interested, "Let me see what you bought."

   She opened it, "Huh? I like this bodhi bead. This is... Xiao Jiu's clothes. What about this? What kind of electronic robot? It should be Mu Ye's..."

   As she flipped, Han Xiaoye looked over there expectantly.

  Fu Zhiyan came back with a gift, so what did he buy for her?

   When Aunt Feng finds the gift she bought for her, she can find a topic by the way and strike up a conversation naturally. Isn't this problem solved?

  Han Xiaoye's small abacus clapped and felt that this method was feasible. Let’s start with a natural chat about gifts, so that everyone will not be too embarrassed. He could never ignore himself in front of Aunt Feng. As long as they take care of it, they are not cold wars.

   "Huh." Feng Yaqin looked over several bags, raised her head in surprise and asked, "Stop Yan, did you forget something?"

   "No." The man on the sofa was the same as before.

  Feng Yaqin frowned, "Why didn't you forget?!"

   Her voice stopped abruptly and looked at Han Xiaoye next to her, as if she didn't know what to say. But he was very angry, so he stared at the person on the sofa fiercely.

  Why did he forget to buy a gift for Ono girl?

  This stone, didn't she instruct him on the phone to ask him to find a way to bring Ono girl back no matter what? Now that he has bought gifts for the whole family, it is nothing to miss Ono girl alone. Isn't this deliberately creating a marital conflict?

   Feng Yaqin was about to die of anger, but in front of Han Xiaoye, she couldn't tell her temptation, for fear that speaking out directly would hurt Han Xiaoye's heart.

   But this is not the way to drag it, everyone has gifts, and little girl is not blind, can't see that she is alone?

   This Fu Er!

   Feng Yaqin's heart is full, and she can't wait to grab his ear and yell at him!

   Just as her expression changed and she was indecisive, the man on the sofa suddenly stood up and went back to the bedroom. Han Xiaoye watched him pass him by, without even moving his hair, he couldn't hide his loss.

The one who hit her even more was still behind. As soon as Fu Zhiyan went in with his front foot, Feng Yaqin took all the bags on the coffee table with his back foot. It's over, you give it to me first, and another day, can I ask Fu Er to buy you a new bottle?"

perfume?

  Han Xiaoye saw that she was holding a few bags and didn't let go, and he didn't even let himself see it. Seeing that she suddenly put forward such a request that did not fit her character, no matter how stupid she was, she would understand.

  Fu Zhiyan didn't buy her a present!

   There may not be any perfume in the bag at all! In order not to embarrass her, Aunt Feng deliberately lied!

  Han Xiaoye's chest was stuffy, so stuffy to the extreme, he was actually kind of dumb.