"I'll keep you warm." Ye Fanxing's eyes were very gentle, "My husband has worked hard. He came back from outside so late."
Although in the eyes of others, he is very handsome, but he is actually very busy. I have to plan for a bit of time. I often can't go home until ten o'clock in the evening. I don't have much time at home. Moreover, I have to keep my mind on her and her children all the time.
Ye Fanxing knew that he was really working hard, so he felt sorry for him.
Fu Jingyu looked at Ye Fanxing, Ye Fanxing's body was very warm, every time Fu Jingyu saw her, he had a feeling that his life was so good.
Not only is he good-natured, but he is also very warm, and he is always considered for him.
He hugged her and said in a low voice, "You have worked hard too."
He knows that taking care of children is actually no easier than work.
When Little Bulb was sick again, Ye Fanxing was definitely more tired than him during the day.
Ye Fanxing smiled and said, "I'm not working hard, my mother and sister have been helping me."
Little Bulb is ill, and the whole family's thoughts are on him.
Even Fu Jingyu's father kept running to the house.
Fu Jingyu hugged Ye Fanxing, Ye Fanxing lay in his arms and asked, "Are you still going tomorrow?"
"I'll accompany you at home tomorrow." Fu Jingyu stretched out his hand that was no longer so cold and touched the light bulb, "Tell me, he doesn't usually stick to me so much, so why does he think of me when he's sick?"
At this moment, Fu Jingyu felt inexplicably proud.
"Who made you his father?" Ye Fanxing said to Fu Jingyu, "Our baby is very sensible. He knows that you and I are very busy, so he doesn't bother us at ordinary times. Do you really think he doesn't need the company of his parents?"
Parental presence is especially important for sons.
Mother Fu also often said that when they were there, Little Bulb would be happier and happier than usual.
Fu Jingyu said, "I know."-
In the morning, both Fu Linglong and Fu's mother got up.
In the quiet courtyard, voices can be heard from time to time in the living room.
Ye Fanxing and Fu Jingyu were still in the room.
Both were actually awake.
Ye Fanxing was washing in the bathroom, Fu Jingyu was wearing a white shirt, lying on the bed, and the small light bulb was sitting in front of him, looking at him, "Dad."
The uncle was very patient and his tone was gentle, "Huh?"
"Can you not go to work today?" The little guy's eyes were full of requests.
Fu Jingyu looked at him, "Why?"
The little bulb's voice was soft: "I want you and mom to stay with me at home."
Hearing his coquettish tone, Fu Jingyu felt that his heart melted. He hugged the small light bulb, "Isn't it good for mom to stay with you at home? Don't you like mom the most?"
"I want Dad, too." Little Bulb said, "I like Dad."
"..." Fu Jingyu looked at this little guy, and it was not easy to hear him say that he liked it.
Ye Fanxing came out of the shower, her hair was still tied and she heard Fu Jingyu say with a bit of pride, "Yangyang asked me to accompany him at home."
Ye Fanxing glanced at the small light bulb. He had been waiting for Fu Jingyu last night, but before he could, as soon as he woke up this morning, he stuck with Fu Jingyu, and even went to the toilet with Fu Jingyu's arms.
She smiled, "I heard that."
"He said he likes me." Mr. Fu's eyebrows were slightly smug.
Ye Fanxing looked at the proud Mr. Fu and said deliberately, "I didn't hear that."
"..." This wife is fake!
Ye Fanxing came over and climbed back onto the bed, which was the most comfortable in winter.
Fu Jingyu looked at Ye Fanxing, "Didn't you get up?"
"I still want to sleep for a while." No need to go to work anyway.
Fu Jingyu looked at her, "Get up and cook. Which lazy woman is like you?"
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