Addicted Pampering You: The Mysterious Pampered Wife of The Military Ye

"Senior man, don't worry, yes, old man, the New Year is coming. Is this year's rules the same as in the past, let the relatives of the family spend the New Year together?"

Every three years, the Fu family gathers all relatives together for the Chinese New Year. This year happens to be the third year.

Grandpa Fu thought for a while and shook his head. "This year it doesn't matter. Qinglan's daughter is uncomfortable in pregnancy. Heng Yi is recovering again. The family will be troubled as soon as they have more. Let's change it to next year."

"OK, then I will call them to inform them later." Aunt Zhao said.

Mr. Fu nodded, "Well, ask Jing Ting another time, whether she is celebrating the New Year at Gu's house this year or returning to New Year with Bo Wen."

Aunt Zhao patted his head, "You don't say that I almost forgot. Jing Ting called yesterday, saying that this year and Bo Wen were at Gu's house for New Year, they wouldn't come back, and they would come back in the first day."

"Okay, then we will have a few Chinese New Year this year."

"How many of you are so dull during the Chinese New Year." Mr. Shen's voice came from outside the door. "It's not good for the two of us to spend the Chinese New Year together, and the crowds are more lively."

Old Master Fu thought, too, "Old Man Shen, you have a good idea, then you are so settled, the two will spend the New Year together."

Grandpa Shen came in, smiling, and Chu Yunrong accompanied him, "How about Qinglan?"

"At rest." Aunt Zhao said.

Chu Yunrong handed the incubator in his hand to Aunt Zhao, "This was stewed by Sister Song early in the morning and given to Hengyi."

Aunt Zhao took it and put it in the kitchen.

Knowing that Shen Qinglan and Fu Hengyi were still resting in it, Chu Yunrong didn't bother to go in and bothered to speak with the two old men in the living room.

When Shen Qinglan woke up, it was very early in the evening. Fu Hengyi was reading a book. Shen Qinglan glanced at the title of the book, "One Hundred Things That Expectant Fathers Should Know."

Fu Hengyi saw her awake, put the book aside, "Wake up, do you still sleep?"

Shen Qinglan shook her head, probably after a long sleep, her mind was a little dizzy now, she reached out and rubbed her forehead, Fu Hengyi saw her frown, immediately nervous, "Isn't it uncomfortable?"

When Shen Qinglan saw his nervous look, he slightly licked his lips, "Probably because I slept too long, and my head hurts a bit. It's okay. I'll be fine later."

Fu Hengyi heard the words and reached out to pull Shen Qinglan up. "Sit up and let me help you."

Shen Qinglan adjusted his sitting posture to facilitate Fu Hengyi's hands. He delly was moderate, and Shen Qinglan couldn't help closing his eyes. "Fu Hengyi, have you ever specially studied?"

Fu Hengyi smiled slightly, "How do you know?"

Shen Qinglan opened his eyes, "Really studied?"

"Um." Fu Hengyi yelled, but didn't say what he learned. "Okay, get up and eat. You should be hungry after a long sleep."

Shen Qinglan was indeed hungry. When he got up and put on his clothes first, he had to help Fu Hengyi to a wheelchair. Fu Hengyi waved his hand, "You go and call Aunt Zhao in."

Shen Qinglan glanced at him sideways. Fu Hengyi was a proud person. Except for the doctor and her, he never wanted to ask others to help. Fu Hengyi smiled slightly, "Go and ask Aunt Zhao to come in and help."

Fu Hengyi is proud and does not want people to see such incompetence, but he is even more reluctant to let his pregnant wife work so hard.

"I can." Shen Qinglan said.

But Fu Hengyi insisted that she could only compromise and go out to call Aunt Zhao to help.

Aunt Zhao and Shen Qinglan helped Fu Hengyi to a wheelchair together, and then said, "Your mother and your grandfather came here in the afternoon, and waited for you to see you all afternoon and left without waking up."

Shen Qinglan gave a slight pause, "Why don't you wake me up?"

Aunt Zhao said, "Knowing that you must have had a good rest last night, I didn't have the heart to wake you up."

Aunt Zhao pushed Fu Hengyi out, and Shen Qinglan thought about it and called his grandfather, knowing that there was nothing to worry about.

**

The year is approaching. Fu Hengyi did not return in the army at this time in previous years. This year, because of injuries, he had the opportunity to be at home as soon as possible.

Because I don’t plan to invite relatives at home this year, I don’t need to prepare too much new year’s goods. Aunt Zhao and Shen Qinglan discussed it and prepared to go to the mall to purchase with Chu Yunrong.

"Qinglan, do you want to go together?" Aunt Zhao asked.

Shen Qinglan glanced at Fu Hengyi and shook his head. "I won't go anymore. If I go, you still have to take care of me, but trouble."

"Then I will go first. If you think of something to bring, just call me."

"Row."

After Aunt Zhao went out, the two had nothing to do. Shen Qinglan looked at Fu Hengyi and said suddenly, "Fu Hengyi, you can model me."

Fu Hengyi looked up at her, "Want to paint?"

Shen Qinglan nodded, "Well, I haven't written for a long time, and my hands are itchy."

"OK, shall we go to the studio?"

"No, just in the living room, wait for me, I will take out the painting tools." Shen Qinglan said, and stood up and went to the studio.

Supporting the easel, Shen Qinglan pushed Fu Hengyi to the floor-to-ceiling window and stuffed him with a book, "Just sit here and read a book, just a little bit naturally."

Fu Hengyi glanced at the book Shen Qinglan gave him. It was a military book. He smiled and read it casually. Next to him was a coffee table with a cup of tea on it, which was steaming.

Shen Qinglan gave him a deep look and began to paint with her head down. She rarely looked up at him. Fu Hengyi's face was deeply engraved in her head. Even with her eyes closed, she could draw him.

Fu Hengyi was still reading when he first started. After a while, his eyes fell on Shen Qinglan's body, with a gentle look in his eyes.

Grandpa Fu had just come down from the upstairs and saw such a warm and harmonious scene. The old man's face was full of smiles. He walked to the side and sat down to watch Shen Qinglan painting.

The doorbell rang, and Shen Qinglan was about to open the door. Master Fu waved his hand and stood up to open the door himself. The people were Shen Junyu and Wen Xiyao.

"Sister Xi Yao." Shen Qinglan shouted and continued to paint with her head down, her work was almost completed.

Wen Xiyao saw Shen Qinglan painting for the first time. He and Shen Junyu sat on the sofa and waited for Shen Qinglan to finish.

Shen Qinglan put down the brush and Wen Xiyao walked over to take a look, "No wonder the price of your paintings is so high, this realistic approach is more realistic than the photos."

Most importantly, Shen Qinglan's paintings are full of emotions.

Shen Qinglan smiled slightly and asked Shen Junyu to move the painting to the side to dry. "How did Sister Xi Yao come today, don't you have to work?" Today is not a weekend.

Wen Xiyao sat down on the sofa with a little lazy gesture. "I'm too tired recently. I will take a day off to rest at home." Wen Xiyao glanced at Shen Qinglan's stomach and sighed, "You are younger than me For several years, I am going to be a mom now."

Old Master Fu had already dragged Shen Junyu to the side to play chess. Shen Qinglan suddenly approached Wen Xiyao and asked in a low voice, "When will Xi Yao give me a little nephew?"

Wen Xiyao blushed and reached out and squeezed a hand on Shen Qinglan's face, his strength was very light, "The mother's face is thick, it's coming to tease me."

Shen Qinglan looked straight at her, "Would you not have that with my brother?"

Wen Xiyao didn't respond at first. After understanding Shen Qinglan's meaning, even his ears were red. When Shen Qinglan looked at it, he didn't understand anything. The dark blanket sighed that his brother was moving too slowly.

Seeing that Shen Qinglan was going to speak, Wen Xiyao put a hand over her mouth, "I can warn you not to say anything, otherwise I will tell your family to go."

With her eyes shy, Shen Qinglan raised her eyebrows slightly, but did not expect Wen Xiyao, a shopping mall woman, to be a pure girl in her heart.

With a slight smile, "Yes, I won't say it anymore. Sister Xi Yao, are you in Beijing or Nancheng this New Year?" It stands to reason that Wen Xiyao and Shen Junyu are already engaged. Even if she wants to spend the New Year in Beijing, it's reasonable.

"Already discussed with your brother, I will return to Nancheng this year." Wen Xiyao said, this year should be regarded as the last time she spent at home as a girl, her parents also hope that she can go home.

Shen Qinglan thinks too.

In the evening, Wen Xiyao and Shen Junyu naturally wanted to stay for dinner, but at night, there was an unexpected guest at home.

But Shen Junyu hadn't left yet. The gentle smile on his face faded when he saw the coming person. "Are you looking for Lanlan?"

Shen Junze nodded, "Brother, is Sister Qinglan here?"

Shen Junyu did not let Shen Junze enter the door, "If it came for your company's business, you don't need to say it again. Grandpa has explained it to you before. You have made your own choice. Now come again, no matter what you say Any meaning."

Shen Junze's expression was bleak, and there was no youthful spirit at all. The whole person exuded a decadent atmosphere. "Brother, I am not here to find trouble, but sincerely apologize to Sister Qinglan."

Shen Qinglan saw that Shen Junyu was going to open a door but did not come in. He walked over and took a look. When he saw Shen Junze, his expression lightened.

Shen Junze saw her, her eyes lit up, "Sister Qinglan."

Shen Qinglan raised his eyebrows to look at him, knowing Shen Junze for such a long time, but for the first time heard such a willing "Sister Qinglan", "Look for me?" Shen Qinglan asked knowingly, this is the Fu family, and Shen Junze's visit to the door is always impossible to find. Fu Hengyi.

Shen Junze nodded, "Sister Qinglan, I am here to apologize to you."