No way, who made Mr. Fu the most unbearable to be called 'husband'?

Ye Fanxing said: "You are so good. ”

Fu Jingyu paused for a moment and looked at Ye Fanxing, who was extremely satisfied, "Just because I washed your hair?" ”

"Hmm." Ye Fanxing said: "I especially like you who are so gentle. ”

Fu Jingyu looked at the foam on her head and said dotingly: "Okay, I'll wash your hair every day in the future." ”

“……”

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Fu Jingyu helped her wash her hair, took a towel to dry her, and used a hair dryer to dry her hair.

She is still in confinement, and if she is not careful, she may fall ill.

Although Fu Jingyu is a man, he has always felt very sorry for her, and usually when she washes her hair, he has to force her to dry her hair, let alone at this time.

Ye Fanxing watched him take care of himself as if he were taking care of his daughter, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

How does she feel that giving birth to a child by herself is like life that she can't handle in his eyes?

After washing their hair, the two came down from downstairs, Fu Linglong looked at Ye Fanxing's long hair, "Have you washed your hair?" ”

Ye Fanxing said, "Hmm. ”

As soon as she heard this, Fu Linglong became nervous, "How can I wash my hair after giving birth?" It's not good for the body at all. If your mother sees it, she will definitely criticize you. ”

The elderly are especially concerned about this kind of thing, and they all feel that they can't wash their hair during confinement.

Ye Fanxing said: "It's okay, it's all already dry." ”

Fu's mother was holding a small light bulb at this time, breastfeeding him on the sofa.

Ye Fanxing walked over, looked at the little guy, and said to Fu's mother, "Mom, I'll come." ”

Fu's mother couldn't put it down: "Our bubbles are so good!" ”

Although he was only born for a few days, the little one has already become the little baby of the Fu family.

Ye Fanxing laughed, gently put his finger on the little guy's face, and touched it.

With a son, the family instantly became lively.

After dinner, Ye Fanxing fell asleep very early.

She had only given birth to a child not long ago, and her body was very weak.

At about eleven o'clock, Ye Fanxing was lying on the bed, woken up by the cry of the small light bulb.

They have cradles in their rooms and small light bulbs sleep in them.

Ye Fanxing was so sleepy, when he was in the hospital before, he was taken care of by nurses, but now when he comes back, he has to be taken care of by his family.

Ye Fanxing was so noisy that he opened his eyes, and was about to coax him, when he saw that Fu Jingyu had already walked to the cradle and sat down, holding the small light bulb in his arms.

Afraid that the cry of the little bulb would make Ye Fanxing noisy, Fu Jingyu carried him to the sofa a little farther away and coaxed him.

Ye Fanxing heard his soft voice, "Good, don't cry, don't wake up your mother." ”

Ye Fanxing was originally very sleepy, but when he heard this, his heart was so soft that he couldn't do it.

She sat up and said, "He cried?" ”

Fu Jingyu was wearing a loose T-shirt, he had just finished work, and he hadn't slept yet, when he saw Ye Fanxing wake up, he said gently: "It's okay, you sleep, I'll coax him." ”

"Bring him here." Ye Fanxing didn't feel sleepy anymore.

Fu Jingyu walked over with a small light bulb, Ye Fanxing reached out and took it, looked at the little guy, and saw him crying, a little at a loss, "Is he hungry?" ”

"I'm going to make him powder." Fu Jingyu stood up, walked out of the door, and quickly brought the warm bottle.

When Fu Jingyu came back, the little bulb was no longer crying, he was held in Ye Fanxing's arms, his little hands were on both sides of his head, Ye Fanxing looked at his son who was as soft and cute as a bun, and couldn't help laughing, "Uncle, come and see, he's so cute, so cute!" ”