1256: Does Your Face Hurt?

Does Your Face Hurt?

Hearing his words, Gu Weiwei had no intention of objecting.1

But he was so busy with work, yet he had the time to arrange everything for them to return home.

"You are so busy, I can arrange these small matters."

"I can do it myself, don't worry," Fu Hanzheng said.

"Even if I am worried?" Gu Weiwei raised her eyebrows.

Fu Hanzheng chuckled helplessly and said, "I know the capital better than you do, so I can make the arrangements."

"Alright, you are right."

Gu Weiwei just could not argue with him. Compared to her, his arrangements were much easier.

Fu Hanzheng sat down on the sofa with his chubby daughter and massaged her chubby hands.

"Where is Youyou?"

"Still sleeping," Gu Weiwei said.

Sitting in Fu Hanzheng's arms, Tiantian kept babbling, and no one understood what she was saying.

Anyway, she seemed to be in a very good mood.

They were just talking when the nurse came out with Youyou.

Gu Weiwei took the child over and placed him on the sofa. "Watch them, I will get them something to eat."

Sitting in the middle, Fu Hanzheng had his left arm around his son and his right arm around his daughter who was leaning against him. The two little ones, who were already half a year old, were both chubby. They looked like two little meatballs as they leaned against him on the sofa.

Gu Weiwei made some apple mush and brought two small bowls over.

"The nutritionist said that we should start to feed them with vegetables, paste, fruits and mush."

With the younger daughter in his arms, Fu Hanzheng took hold of his son who was sitting on the sofa.

Gu Weiwei scooped some apple mush and fed it to the foodie daughter.

Tiantian took a bite, licked her tongue around and cried out excitedly in Fu Hanzheng's arms, staring at the bowl in her hands.

Gu Weiwei fed her one more mouthful, put down her bowl and fed Youyou another.

However, she had just scooped it up when Little Tiantian saw it being fed into her brother's mouth. She pursed her lips and was about to cry.

Gu Weiwei did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Hang on, let brother have some first."

Helpless, Fu Hanzheng grabbed the bowl on the sofa and fed his daughter with a spoonful of mush, so that Gu Weiwei could focus on feeding her son.

That made the girl satisfied.

Among the two children, his son was very obedient and rarely cried or clung to anyone.

But the younger daughter was spoiled and clingy. As long as she was awake, she needed someone to carry her most of the time.

Youyou was awake but he did not make a fuss. As long as he was fed and placed in bed, he could play with himself for a long time.

The two children finished the fruit mush, and Gu Weiwei wiped their mouths and said with a smile, "It seems that they like their new food."

Fu Hanzheng took up his obedient son and said, "Let's go and eat."

Gu Weiwei picked up her daughter and asked Yuan Meng to join them for dinner.

Seeing Fu Hanzheng holding the child so skillfully, Yuan Meng teased.

"President Fu, who was the one who refused to have children back then? Why is he so good at raising children now? Does his face hurt?"

Fu Hanzheng glanced at her calmly. "Did I say that?"

It was true that he did not want children at first, but it was also true that he liked children now.

Honestly speaking, his face did hurt, but he would not admit it.

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