Fu Jingyou reacted quickly and quickly pulled up Lu Miao's clothes.
He pulled the small blanket over the kang and wrapped her more tightly.
The couple looked towards the door together.
The youngest was a bastard and ran over here holding a small bowl.
I couldn’t hold the small bowl properly, and a few small tomatoes were half-way out of the bowl.
Pi Xiaozi stuck out his buttocks and took two steps forward to pick it up.
When I came closer, I stretched out my hand to catch my mother.
My mother was sitting on the kang and couldn't reach her. As soon as she turned her hand, she touched my father who was sitting on the edge of the kang.
“Dad washes the tomatoes for the baby and eats them!”
“You know how to eat these little things!”
Fu Jingyou reluctantly moved his hands away from his wife.
Immediately, he waved and lightly slapped Bai Chuan on the head, directly pulling out the little guy's thick and fluffy hair and parting it in a side arc.
The little guy is not angry at all.
One little elbow in his arms was still holding the bowl, and the other hand was pulling Dad's trouser leg out hard.
Impatiently, my body tilted towards the door at an angle of almost 45 degrees.
"Dad, hurry up!"
Looking at my son, he looked like a calf that was just trying to save enough energy.
Lu Miao put her fist to her lips and burst into laughter.
Fu Jingyou was so angry that he couldn't hold it back.
If you really can’t eat it, you can just touch it and kiss it!
How is it like now?
You can't touch her, you can't kiss her either...
"You little thing."
Fu Jingyou cursed again.
After Youwen glanced at Lu Miao, he resigned himself to his fate and got up, picked up the little stuffed animal and went outside to press water and wash the tomatoes.
Lu Miao burst into laughter again.
After a while she calmed down, shook off the blanket, moved off the kang and put on her shoes.
Then I looked sideways at the mirror on the closet door several times.
After all, it is tailor-made. Just like the "beauty" I saw before wearing it, now that I actually wear it, the effect is surprisingly good.
To be honest, Lu Miao has never worn a cheongsam in the past.
But just this once, she's kind of in love.
She couldn't do it by herself. After taking off the cheongsam, she needed the help of the child's father.
When Fu Jingyou locked the door and unzipped her, he kissed her from the back of her neck to her shoulders.
He coaxed her, his voice was low and hoarse:
"Let me see if you can wear it again tonight, okay?"
Lu Miao turned sideways and glanced at him angrily.
Seeing this, Fu Jingyou wanted to get close to her again.
She quickly hummed and promised:
"Wait until this work is over before wearing it... You are not allowed to mess around, the stains on such a light material will be obvious~!"
Fu Jingyou wanted to do something, but she was afraid of wasting her hard work these days.
So he had to calm down.
But when it came to work, when Lu Miao changed his clothes and carefully folded his cheongsam, he asked seriously:
“When are you going to take work photos? Is there anyone following you? Do you need to bring more? Please pay attention to your own safety.”
Fu Jingyou knew that Lu Miao wanted to record the material.
If it wasn’t for work, how could he let her go out wearing this?
Men can judge men best.
What should you do if you meet someone who is extreme and has bad ideas, causing personal safety problems?
In other words, what should I do if I take advantage of his wife?
I was just thinking about it, it hadn’t really happened yet, and I felt slightly sour jealousy. Fu Jingyou was even more uneasy. After thinking about it for a while, he frowned seriously and said:
“Forget it, I’ll take a day off and go with you.”
"Oh no, there is no need. There are assistants and photographers following us, as well as drivers... there are at least six of us. Everything will be fine."
Putting the cheongsam away in the cupboard, Lu Miao glanced at the plugged in door, turned around, hooked his neck and sat on his lap: < br>
“It’s finally getting better in the factory. You go to work and don’t get distracted by me. If I really have something I can’t handle, I’ll talk to you right away, okay?”
Fu Jingyou frowned and looked at her, remaining silent and saying nothing.
“Oh really!”
She kissed him on the face several times and kept acting coquettishly:
"Is it okay? Is it okay?"
Fu Jingyou really wanted to pretend to be unhappy, but he really couldn't. come out.
The expression between his eyebrows softened uncontrollably, and his deep eyes and thin lips formed a shallow arc.
I am afraid that if she twists and turns like a baby, she will slip off her legs.
He stretched out his arm and hooked her waist tightly:
"Then I will pick you up after get off work."
He said it firmly, not for negotiation.
Lu Miao knew that he had made a concession, so he stopped bargaining.
Dafangfang gave him a bold "pop" on his lips, nodded neatly and said "ok".
There seemed to be fire flickering in Fu Jingyou's deep peach blossom eyes.
He stared at her two moist rose lips and just lowered his head to deepen the kiss.
On one side, the door rang again.
Baichuan, the cute little calf, stood outside the door and knocked on the door with a small spoon:
"Mom is eating, grandma, grandma made sweet short ribs... …Mom eats…”
The two-year-old boy is not as quiet as his older brothers and sisters. He is full of energy all day long and may be noisy.
My mother didn’t open the door, so she kept screaming.
Fu Jingyou sighed and did not insist on nibbling his wife's lips. Instead, he leaned forward and put his head on her shoulders.
He muttered in a "tsk" voice:
"You can really make trouble... You are so different from the brothers and sisters in front of you, and you don't know who you are following?"
Lu Miao passed her hands through his waist, wrapped them around his back and stroked him gently, and said with a smile:
"Who else can I follow? I can follow whose seed I have!"
Fu Jingyou snorted lightly He made a sound, scratched the itch on her waist and said:
"Don't just bury me, the little calf is half as good as you."
The couple started making jokes in the room again.
Xiao Baichuan raised his head and shouted, the little spoon in his hand almost bent his head.
The two men slowly opened the door and went out.
Lu Miao went to the kitchen to help serve dishes and rice.
Fu Jingyou adjusted the position of the bench and made room to place a chair with a backrest beside the table.
Take the noisy boy to the table for dinner.
Lu Yuanzheng did not come back from school, and the three adults at home sat down at the table one after another.
About Fu Jingyou’s factory affairs, Lu Miao asked a few questions:
“Where is your factory now?”
“I just followed After signing the order at the building over the department store, half of the first batch of lighters has been delivered.”
Half is more than three thousand.
Lu Miao nodded, gave his son a piece of soft braised pork, and continued to ask:
"Did the process go smoothly? Nothing happened, right? If they can sell it, the one near Renmin University You can also go to the department store and talk. Look.”
“No need.”
Fu Jingyou shook his head and said to her:
“I sent a small box for testing before, just to make sure there is no problem. Signed slip.”
"The department store over there occupies a large area and is in a good location. It can also be regarded as a distribution base. Internal procurement will be distributed to other department stores and supply and marketing cooperatives."
They are all state-owned teams, and he is the deputy Factory director, come over with your ID. It's easy to talk. (End of this chapter)