Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  As she has been pregnant for a long time, she doesn't even dare to use skin care products that wipe her face. Her skin has not been maintained, and she has been eating and drinking for nutrition and health, her whole face is greasy, fat and ugly. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Han Xiaoye also felt that in addition to being ugly, there were a little bit of small spots growing on his face. Although very small and few in number, she is still like Columbus who discovered the New World, and she has to check it carefully every day.

   "Look, I've got spots all over here."

  Fu Zhiyan followed the place she pointed, and saw no so-called spots, only a little pigmentation, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't find it.

   "It's over, I'm a yellow-faced woman now, and I can't follow you to the company. Those pretty girls in the company must be ready to move again." Han Xiaoye glanced at him, "Little uncle, tell me honestly, are you excited?"

   She admits she did it on purpose!

   But she couldn't help but just wanted the sour water to come out.

   It was as if she would feel uncomfortable if she didn't say such things.

   "What's in your heart?" Fu Zhiyan didn't know if he really didn't understand, or if he deliberately pretended he didn't.

  Han Xiaoye Nunuzui, "What do you think, A4 small waist essence is dangling in front of you, aren't you excited?"

   She used to have a very thin waist and a small face, but now... Han Xiaoye felt a little bored, and that feeling was really uncomfortable.

Fu Zhiyan rubbed his temples, knowing that she was just saying that casually, and reluctantly handed her a bottle of vitamin C, "Here, rub one a day and apply it to the spots you mentioned. You want to use it to wipe your face. Also, I have asked the doctor and the doctor said it can be used."

  This bottle of vitamins was specially brought back from abroad by him, with high purity and no added chemicals. After bringing it back, he specially sent it to the hospital to have the ingredients checked, and then asked a gynecologist to confirm whether it could be used for a 7-month-old pregnant woman. After getting a positive answer, he took it home.

   "vitamins?"

   "Don't you think you have spots? Vitamins can lighten pigmentation." Fu Zhiyan said lightly.

  Han Xiaoye held the bottle and said curiously, "How do you know you can use this to wipe your face?"

   You have to know that someone is a person who only uses facial cleanser, and usually does not even need a water, how to know how to care for the skin?

"Asked."

simple and clear.

   Before Han Xiaoye asked who he was from, he had already said, "Change clothes and get up to eat. Mom made you spicy pork ribs."

  Han Xiaoye slept for the whole morning. He didn't say anything, but when he said it, his stomach began to growl. She got up in her nightgown, "Ah, by the way, little uncle, the exam results came down last night."

   She was triumphant, "Excluding the two subjects you helped me with, my average grade is 75. According to the agreement, you have to grant me a request."

   "What request?" Fu Zhiyan helped her organize her clothes, and then put a coat on her.

  Han Xiaoye's mouth flew up, "I want a tattoo!"

"no."

   "You promised me!"

"no."

   "I want a tattoo!"

   "No way is no way."

"why?"

  Han Xiaoye pestered him all the way downstairs, and Feng Yaqin greeted them downstairs.

   "Ono, come on, I made you your favorite spare ribs."

   She glanced at the silent man, and then looked at Feng Yaqin, forcibly suppressing the depression in her stomach.

"Okay."

   She pulled out the chair and sat down.

   There was a table of dishes on the table, and in front of her was a plate of spicy pork ribs that was crispy and delicious at first glance, and half a bowl of vinegar was placed beside the spicy pork ribs. I saw her pick up chopsticks with chopsticks and dipped it into a bowl full of vinegar. After soaking in vinegar, she narrowed her eyes and ate it happily.

  Feng Yaqin looked at her eating method, and her teeth were sour, and she asked her carefully, "How is it, is it delicious?"

   "It's delicious, Mommy's craftsmanship is getting better and better." Han Xiaoye definitely answered!

   Feng Yaqin always couldn't believe it, "Do you really think it's delicious?"

   Spicy pork ribs were rolled in vinegar. She couldn't imagine the taste. Anyway, it wasn't a delicious taste.

   "Well, really, do you want a piece of Mommy?"

  Feng Yaqin quickly rejected, "No, eat it yourself. I don't really like pork ribs."

  Han Xiaoye blinked and knew that it wasn't that she didn't like eating pork ribs, but that she didn't like vinegar on the spicy pork ribs. Disapprovingly, she picked up another piece of spareribs, and ate it in the same way, smashing it, smashing her mouth, and finally suppressed the taste of the fish soup that was surging in her stomach.

  Han Xiaoye didn't know why she liked this weird taste. Before, she didn't like vinegar when eating chili peppers, but now, for some unknown reason, she feels that she should put some vinegar in everything she eats. It always feels like something is missing.

   But she doesn't like to eat pure sweet and sour taste, such as pork ribs. If you really want to be jealous, you should make sweet and sour pork ribs directly. But she doesn't, she just likes to eat spicy pork ribs, but at the same time she likes to soak the pork ribs in vinegar before eating. In the past, she couldn't understand this strange taste, but now she just likes this strange taste. And enjoy eating.

  Han Xiaoye was really hungry, and he ate a lot of delicious food. After a while, she was all alone in a plate of pork ribs.

   Feng Yaqin saw it and said, "If I knew you liked it, I would make more."

   "Enough is enough, I think it's almost the same. It's not delicious if you eat too much. It's best to eat a little bit every day."

   "That's right, Ono."

   "Huh?" Han Xiaoye was already holding other things with his chopsticks.

   She has a good appetite now, and one person needs to eat two people's portion, a row of ribs or something, which is completely an appetizer.

  Feng Yaqin's hesitant gaze lingered on her from time to time, and then peeked at the man sitting by the side eating gracefully.

   hesitated, but still asked, "You have been drinking fish soup for so many days, have you..."

   "Is there anything?"

   "Just where is it uncomfortable?"

  Han Xiaoye didn't understand, "Is it still uncomfortable to drink fish soup? No, Mommy and Aunt Liu took out the fishbone before cooking the fish soup, and I didn't get stuck in my throat."

  Feng Yaqin was a little anxious and put down his chopsticks, "I'm not saying it's uncomfortable to get stuck in the throat, I mean that, is there any discomfort in that place?"

   “…Which one?”

  Han Xiaoye was really dumbfounded.

   "Mommy, just tell me directly, I don't know which one you are talking about."

   "You really want me to say it?" Feng Yaqin glanced at Fu Zhiyan on the side again, with a strange expression.

  Han Xiaoye couldn't figure out what she meant, and nodded, "Yes."

   The next second, she regretted it.

   "I'm asking if you're breastfeeding."