Smart and cute baby: recruit a marriage for daddy

The wallpaper is pink, the curtains are pink, and even the sheets and pillows on the bed are pink. Moreover, the two big beds are neatly placed with piggy, beaming with joy. Of course, these dolls are Feng Yuhao's masterpieces.

Feng Yuhao is not so naive. He told Qiao Xiaoxi that he hopes those girls' dolls can give Qiao Xiaoxi inspiration to have a little sister.

Then, according to the gossip, Qiao Xiaoxi can only say nothing to him on the surface and answer him in his heart that giving birth to a little sister doesn't need inspiration.

In just a few hours, Qiao Xiaoxi, who changed into the world's richest young grandmother, naturally had to eat dinner at home. Not only eat, but also sleep. Now you must be here.

Fang Rou orders the housekeeper to call Feng Tingyu several times, hoping that he can go home for dinner.

"The young master said that he was in the restaurant with few seats and had important things to talk about, so he didn't go home for dinner."

The fifth call finally got through. The housekeeper came to Fang Rou and respectfully returned.

"Forget it, let's eat." Fang Rou's face is a little bad. In the past, she will directly say whether his friends are important or her mother is important. Now, as Qiao Xiaoxi's face, today is their first day of marriage, and she is even worse. "A man's career is important, but his family also has to take into account. When he comes back, I will talk about him well. Xiaoxi, don't you mind?"

Considering Qiao Xiaoxi's feelings, Fang Rou deliberately added another sentence.

"Well, how could I mind?" Qiao Xiaoxi answered her in amazement.

What does it matter to her whether he comes back or not? It's just a fake couple. If he really comes back, she won't bother to act in front of Fang Rou with them.

"Mommy, can I sleep with you at night?" Feng Yuhao ate dinner obediently, and there was no need for adults to worry about it.

"Of course..."

"Of course not." Fang Rou immediately cut off Qiao Xiaoxi's words, and then said: "Mommy wants to sleep with Daddy. If you want to sleep with Mommy, what if daddy comes back at night? Don't you want your brother and sister?" finally, she deliberately stressed: "Mommy wants to have a little sister with Daddy."

"..." Qiao Xiaoxi held chopsticks and opened his mouth in surprise. Does she want to be so direct and treat her as a child's face? Is that really good?

"Well, grandma is right. Then I'll go to my bedroom and sleep well." Feng Yuhao nodded.

"You can also sleep with grandma. Grandma doesn't mind," Fang rouchong said.

"Grandma should sleep with Grandpa. Why doesn't grandpa go home?" he muttered.

Qiao Xiaoxi buried herself in the meal, and a character suddenly appeared in the little guy's mouth, which made her completely unable to integrate into the conversation between their parents and grandchildren.

Is she really related to this family?

It's clearly a family. Why are so many people absent and don't go home for dinner?

"Don't talk at dinner. You'll have indigestion." Fang Rou took some dishes for Feng Yuhao and didn't answer his question.

There are many rich and powerful families. Qiao Xiaoxi likes reading novels and palace duel dramas on weekdays. Now I can finally use the routine. That is to watch the changes, not the sound.

After dinner, Qiao Xiaoxi, who had been tired all day, took a hot bath, put on a new nightdress and lay on his carefully arranged bedroom bed.

In the dining room, the servant unexpectedly enlarged the photo of Qiao Xiaoxi accidentally kissing Feng Tingyu's neck, made it into a picture frame and hung it at the head of the bed.