Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Han Xiaoye stole a glance at him and grabbed his hand instead.

   Today, Fu Zhiyan is driving a Land Rover, and the black Land Rover is domineering and leaking among the small cars.

   He casually opened the door of the Land Rover, lowered his eyes, "Get in the car."

  Han Xiaoye was not pretentious, he sat on it himself, and helped himself to fasten his seat belt. Fu Zhiyan came up from the other side, closed the car door, and pressed the music. The classical and soothing piano music pours out, and such soft music is simply incompatible with the domineering Land Rover.

   After changing two songs, Fu Zhiyan chose the Moonlight song and opened the skylight above his head. Let the sun and breeze in.

Then she turned her face to the side, her beautiful and messy face seemed to glow in the sun, her thin lips parted lightly, "There are other songs, if you don't like them, you can tune them to your liking. Or tell me next time, Which genre do you like to listen to, I'll let Andy find it."

   What does "..." mean, this is for her?

  Han Xiaoye adjusted it curiously, and found that it was full of piano music, with occasional violin music interspersed in it, all in a quiet and comfortable style.

   "I asked Qin Fang that pregnant women have a lot of emotional ups and downs in the first three months. Listening to soothing music is good for the healthy growth of the child."

  Han Xiaoye's heart jumped, his mouth pursed, and he turned to face him, "Then...you changed cars because..."

   "Land Rover is safer than Bentley."

  Plop!

   Heart slammed violently.

  Han Xiaoye moved his mouth and wanted to ask him, didn't he want the little bun in her stomach? Whatever you do and considerate. But she didn't dare to ask, for fear of hearing answers she didn't want to hear.

   "What would you like to eat at noon?" Fu Zhiyan saw her small changes, the corners of his mouth bent down, and his cold eyes were soft.

  Han Xiaoye sniffed, suppressed all the emotions in his heart, raised his chin, and the queen seemed to say, "I want to eat what you and Sister Curtain ate last time."

  “…”

  Land Rover drove a large smoothly.

  Michelin is in the center of the city, and at noon, the traffic is very congested. Han Xiaoye and the others have been stuck on the viaduct for more than half an hour, and the car still hasn't moved.

   She sat sullenly inside and fidgeted.

   Suddenly.

   A portable vomit bag was handed over, she was dumb, took the bag, and vomited.

   The woman's morning sickness was ferocious, and her morning sickness was ferocious. After two mouthfuls, it turned into retching, and her eyes turned red when she vomited. Just barely suppressed the uncomfortable feeling in the stomach.

   "This..." Han Xiaoye was embarrassed to carry the vomit bag. She didn't want to be embarrassed in front of him, and she didn't want him to see her sloppy side. But morning sickness wasn't something she could hold back if she didn't want to. The thought of Fu Zhiyan seeing her vomiting again made Han Xiaoye feel uncomfortable. Her uncomfortable reaction was to look away, not to see the man's expression.

  Fu Zhiyan naturally helped her take the vomited bag and put it on his side. Then hand her a thermos. Unscrewed the lid, poured her a glass of water and handed it over, "Rinse your mouth first."

   said, and handed her a new vomit bag.

   After rinsing his mouth, Han Xiaoye spit the water into the bag. Only then did Fu Zhiyan pour her a glass of water again, "Drink it, press it down, so that you don't want to vomit again."

  Han Xiaoye took two sips, and sure enough, his stomach felt much better. Fu Zhiyan stuffed another candy into her mouth, twisted the cup, and put it back in place.

   The sugar in his mouth was sweet, Han Xiaoye narrowed his eyes, and the discomfort in his heart disappeared. While eating the toffee, he asked, "Little uncle, do you think the way I vomit is disgusting?"

  It's very strange, the question that she couldn't say before, seems to be very natural to ask now.

"Yep?"

  Han Xiaoye rolled his eyes, "It's just that you are obsessed with cleanliness. I'm vomiting so much, will you not be able to stand me?"

"Will not."

   She felt sweet and climbed up the pole, "Then you must think that your daughter-in-law looks good no matter what, even if she vomits, there is beauty that other women don't have, right?"

  “…”

  Han Xiaoye was already thick-skinned, and in front of him, no one was even more cheeky. His silence didn't dampen his enthusiasm at all, and he continued to blink, "You must think so, you just can't say it. You are clearly thinking about how there is such a beautiful goddess, but you still have to pretend Come with a cold look. Little uncle, you are too boring. "

  “…”

   "Really, you are so boring, only I can stand you."

  Fu Zhiyan's temple twitched suddenly, and said hoarsely, "Finished?"

   "No." She widened her bright eyes and asked curiously, "Little uncle, you suddenly kissed me in the classroom just now, couldn't you help it?"

  “…”

   She turned her body to Fu Zhiyan's side and asked, "Why are you kissing me all of a sudden? Aren't you afraid that people in the school will know about the relationship between the two of us?"

  “…”

"Thank you for warning me not to get too close to you in school. As a result, you ran into the classroom and kissed me suddenly. It's okay to kiss me, but you are still holding my hand openly after school. Chi Chi, you must lose your fans. The little sisters in school who have a crush on you must have a collective feeling of broken love at noon today. The point is, they must feel sorry for the wise and powerful in their hearts, and the handsome and extraordinary Professor Fu is blind. With such beautiful eyes, I actually chose a white lotus flower."

  “…”

Han Xiaoye thought of something again, bared his teeth excitedly, "Little uncle, do you think they will write you an anonymous letter or something to expose my 'true face'. And the principal and the others, know that you are in the classroom at noon today. After kissing me, what will be the reaction? My uncle kissed his little niece... Professor Fu, the social impact of your behavior is very bad, will they fire you?"

   The little hooligans were chatting non-stop. Fu Zhiyan was so maddened by her arguing, but for the first time he didn't let her shut up.

  Compared to her cold appearance some time ago, the eccentric elf chattering makes people feel much more comfortable.

   Although, it was really noisy.

   Probably because Han Xiaoye said he was happy, he no longer had morning sickness, and the time in traffic jams no longer seemed long. Before she said she wanted to relax, the traffic had already started to move. Fu Zhiyan drove, and while she was chatting, she drove all the way to Michelin.

  The five-star restaurants have their own parking spaces, so there is no need to drive around in the city center at noon to find a spot.

   Soon, the car stopped.

  Han Xiaoye got out of the car first, followed by Fu Zhiyan, and entered the resplendent restaurant.

   As soon as we entered the door, the waiter immediately greeted him, "Good noon, two, do you have a reservation?"