I Woke My Vegetative Husband up at Our Wedding Night! Chapter 1187 - How Can the Taste of Home Be Better Than Outside?

Chapter 1187 - How Can the Taste of Home Be Better Than Outside?

How Can the Taste of Home Be Better Than Outside?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

After dealing with the matters in Country F, he would get Bai Jianshen to give him a comprehensive checkup.

Shi Qian helped Fu Sinian back to his room and hurriedly asked, “Where did Grandpa hit you?”

“My leg.”

“Take it off and let me see.”

“You take it off.”

Shi Qian didn’t waste her breath on him and did it.

There was a red mark on his leg, but it didn’t look serious at all.

“Fu Sinian, you lied to me!”

Fu Sinian carried her and rolled onto the bed. At this moment, his expression also looked good.

Shi Qian did not notice his abnormality.

“What do you want?”

“What do you think?”

“We’re going to eat soon. Grandpa will call us. We can’t.”

“It’ll be quick. We won’t delay our meal.”

“No, you have to pack your things.”

“There’s no need to pack.”

“If you don’t want me to help you pack, do you want Song Ning to help you instead?”

Fu Sinian pinched Shi Qian’s chin and kissed her lips.

“So sour. Smells like jealousy.”

He leaned over her again and nipped her lips.

Shi Qian was seduced by him in a few moves and handed herself over cleanly.

Fu Sinian knew his limits and didn’t dare to waste too much time.

This sweetness between them made him feel a hint of excitement that he had never experienced before. He was satisfied.

Shi Qian tidied herself up and continued packing Fu Sinian’s things.

“Be careful and come back safely.”

“I will.”

Shi Qian took the initiative to sit on Fu Sinian’s lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and hugged him tightly.

“Qian Qian, trust me. It won’t be long. I will definitely give you and Xiaobao a peaceful and happy life.”

“I trust you. From the day I was willing to give myself to you, I believed everything you said.”

Fu Sinian was touched.

“You’re the best gift G.o.d has ever given me.”

“Qian Qian, Sinian, it’s time to eat.” Wen Lan’s voice sounded from outside the door.

Fu Sinian couldn’t bear to let Shi Qian down, so he carried her out.

“Fu Sinian, put me down!”

“Be good. Don’t move.”

The moment the two of them came out, Shi Qian saw Wen Lan standing at the door with Xiaobao in her arms.

Moreover, Fu Sinian hugged her in the exact same way Mom hugged Xiaobao.

Her face instantly burned. She buried herself in Fu Sinian’s arms and was too ashamed to face anyone.

Fu Sinian looked pleased with himself. He carried Shi Qian to the cafeteria before putting her down.

Just as the dishes were placed, Fu Sinian’s phone rang.

The caller ID was Song Ning.

Fu Sinian answered.

“Sinian, aren’t we leaving today? Have you prepared your things? Do you want me to help you pack?”

“Jiang Feng will take you to the airport.”

“Sinian, where are you? Why don’t I come to you now?”

“I’m at the Fu family’s old residence.” Fu Sinian replied to Song Ning directly.

Song Ning took a deep breath. “Then I’d better not go. That day, Madam Fu was unhappy. Old Master Fu and Madam Fu don’t like me.”

Fu Sinian hung up.

Shi Qian picked up a piece of chicken and placed it in his bowl. “You won’t be able to have the taste of home when you go to Country F.”

“The taste of home won’t be as good as outside. Qian Qian, don’t worry about him. Eat it yourself. He might like to eat outside instead.”

Fu Sinian was speechless.

The Old Master really couldn’t bear to see him get together with Qian Qian.

After dinner, Jin An was here to send Fu Sinian to the airport.

Shi Qian stood at the door with Xiaobao in her arms to send him off.

“Xiaobao, goodbye to Daddy.”

Before Xiaobao could understand, Shi Qian took his hand and waved it.

Fu Sinian held Xiaobao’s chubby little hand and kissed it..