President Fu's new wife

Chapter 803 Was Ordered to His Room (6)
Waiting for her in the room?
what does that mean?
Xiao Xiaoxing took the painting that she had drawn and colored to Xiaoxing's side: "Mom, do you think my drawing is good?"

Xiao Xing sat on the sofa and hugged her daughter on her lap, a heavy and cute little girl.

But she looked carefully and found small circles in the window: "What are these?"

"This is mom!" Xiao Xiaoxing pointed to the blurry little circle and said.

Xiao Xing couldn't help frowning: "Is mother like this?"

"The window is too small, there is no way to draw it bigger!" Xiao Xiaoxing couldn't help but curled up her hands, as if she was embarrassed to draw her mother like that.

"Well, it's true that the window is too small!" Xiao Xing couldn't help laughing.

I thought to myself: It seems that this girl is similar to her mother, and has no talent for painting.

But he couldn't bear to be shocked, and asked again: "Then in this window is——"

"This is Xiao Zhi, this is Xiao Rongtian, and this is Dad!" Xiao Xiaoxing pointed out to Xiaoxing one by one.

Xiao Xing nodded, and then watched Fu Zhi draw two circles—it should be an arm, because there are several forks on that one.

"This is from Dad..." Xiaoxing couldn't bear to guess, but couldn't help but looked up at the man who was seriously flipping through the newspaper.

"This is Dad's hand. He called Xiao Xing Xiao Xing, come back quickly, I miss you so much." Xiao Xing opened his hand on his mouth and imitated his father's speech in the way he imagined.

Hearing the voice, Fu Zhi raised his head involuntarily, and then saw his daughter holding his little face in her little hands and giggling.

"You definitely won't believe what she said." He questioned his wife diagonally across from him, dumbfounded.

Xiao Xing only smiled faintly, then looked down at her daughter: "You still have a good figure in learning, and you are good at drawing."

When Xiao Xiaoxing heard her mother's evaluation, she immediately jumped off her mother: "Am I really good at painting? Really really good?"

"Yeah, very good!" Xiao Xing was amused by his daughter.

"Then my mother wrote me that little friend Fu Qingtian is awesome!" Then she took the pen she just drew from the coffee table and asked her mother to write her praise.

Xiao Xing couldn't help laughing: "Where did you learn this from?"

Xiao Xiaoxing was looking forward to having no time to talk, and Xiao Zhi, who was sitting beside her, couldn't help but lamented how funny her elder sister was: "At school, teachers would do this."

"Brother, don't talk!" Xiao Xiaoxing suddenly said loudly, as if he was upset about something.

"I was not praised by the teacher for drawing at school today." Xiao Xiaozhi said it immediately.

Xiaoxing finished writing with a pen, and understood the reason for her daughter's behavior just now.

"Mom finished writing it!" Xiaoxing returned the painting to Xiaoxiaoxing, and then hugged her on her lap again: "What does it matter if the teacher doesn't praise you? You are still the best kid, and you will continue to work hard tomorrow until the teacher Until you are satisfied, okay?"

Talking about clenching her fists as if cheering for her daughter, Xiao Xiaoxing looked at her mother's fist, then looked up at her mother's trusting and firm eyes, and nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"

So the mother and daughter reached an agreement like that, and then Xiao Xing kissed her on the face again: "Okay, now you should go to bed."

Fu Zhi has been sitting by the side watching and listening, but he doesn't intervene much. Listening to what the woman said to the child, he just thinks that he just sits here and doesn't need to talk at all.

It's just that when Xiaoxing took the child upstairs, he put down the newspaper and got up to follow, but he turned his head and glanced at the painting on the coffee table, and couldn't help picking it up and looking at it in front of his eyes curiously.

The tall figure stood in front of the sofa, his stern brows were slightly frowned, and his dark eagle eyes were covered by long eyelashes, but he couldn't help snorting: "Sure enough, he has no talent."

Compared with what my daughter drew, my son still has a bit of talent for drawing.

But that kid seems to not like it very much after painting a few times.

Sure enough, someone else said that the child's hobbies really don't last for a few days.

Xiao Xing stood upstairs and looked at him holding his daughter's painting carefully downstairs, and couldn't help but think of something, and then shouted at the straight man downstairs: "Boss Fu, Rongtian wants to sleep with you .”

He just looked up at the upstairs, but she just looked at him proudly, then turned around and entered the room.

She pinched the drawing paper with her sexy fingers, bent her straight waist slightly, put the drawing paper on the coffee table again, and walked upstairs with her long legs.

"I'll go and see the siblings, you can put Rong Tian to sleep."

As soon as he entered the room, he heard her faint sentence before he could speak.

Xiao Xing brushed her long hair behind her and walked out with her head down, not intending to look at him at all.

Fu Zhi glanced coldly at the shy expression on her face, and only mentioned when she was about to go out: "Don't forget that I'm waiting for you in the room."

Xiao Xing gasped again, feeling as if a heart didn't belong to her anymore.

Even the eye sockets silently became heavy, and his vision began to blur.

After that, she choked up, and then she went out, her heart fluctuated so much for his lukewarm request.

Xiao Xiaoxing saw her mother come to her room: "Mom, shall we sleep together tonight?"

Get up and kneel in the middle of the big bed, with soft long hair draped over her shoulders, the very foreign style hairstyle coupled with that tender little face, those big eyes, it is completely unbearable to refuse her.

"Okay, but before that, I have to go and see if your brother has slept well. Now I'll help you change into your pajamas. I'll come over and sleep with you after I finish seeing my brother, okay?"

"okay!"

That hearty voice made Xiao Xing feel that he was really a damn liar.

Boss Fu wanted her to go to the master bedroom, but here she promised her daughter to sleep with her.

How to choose now?

Patiently and gently put on her daughter's pajamas and covered her with a quilt: "Close your eyes."

Xiao Xing closed her eyes obediently, very obedient, very obedient, Xiao Xing was very moved when she was so obedient.

Such An Yi's life seemed to be living all the time, and it seemed that she hadn't experienced it for many years.

She has always allowed herself to live very calmly, she has always kept herself in such a peaceful state, but she was not really so peaceful in her heart when he was absent from her life for more than two years.

After Xiao Xiaoxing fell asleep, she went to her son's room again. Xiao Zhi had already put on his pajamas and was lying on the bed. She closed the door gently for him, and just as soon as she turned her head, she saw someone standing beside her. door of the room.

It seems to be waiting for her.

(End of this chapter)