My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 686 - 684: The One That Got Away

Fu Qiang also joined Wen Qiao to look at Fu Jinghen’s photos. Wen Qiao said, "Exactly, as cute as he was when he was little, now he’s just as annoying. Sometimes I wonder if someone switched him out when I wasn’t looking."

Wen Qiao winked at Fu Qiang, "It’s not entirely impossible."

Fu Jinghen: "..."

He felt that, from now on, he should keep Wen Qiao and Fu Qiang apart; whenever they got together, they would start mocking him.

His hand felt a warmth and Fu Jinghen looked down to see that his hand, positioned slightly behind Wen Qiao, was being held by her. Sensing his gaze, her delicate fingers playfully scratched at the back of his hand.

Fu Jinghen smiled, turned his wrist, and enveloped her hand in his palm.

Oh well, let them tease, it’s not like he had anything to lose.

Fu Qiang really did understand Fu Jinghen. Until they had almost finished the entire album, Wen Qiao hadn’t seen a single photo of Fu Jinghen in split pants.

Turning to the last page, Wen Qiao’s eyes instantly lit up.

In the last photo, Fu Jinghen was wearing a red vest with a pattern on the front and white split pants on the bottom, with light blue shoes on his feet. He was holding a white lily, likely Fu Qiang was teasing him from the side, as he was smiling widely and reaching out as if to give the flower to Fu Qiang.

Fu Jinghen and Fu Qiang saw the photo too.

Fu Qiang particularly liked this photo and her eyes sparkled seeing it again. She thought for a moment and said, "This must have been when Fu Jinghen was around six or seven months old."

Fu Jinghen had an indescribable expression on his face.

Despite his careful inspection, there were some that still slipped through.

The photos in the album were arranged in chronological order according to his age. The last few pages were from his middle and high school days, which he hadn’t checked thoroughly.

That oversight led to Wen Qiao seeing such a silly side of him when he was little.

He coughed lightly, preparing to take the photo away, but Wen Qiao beat him to it.

"I want to take this photo."

Fu Jinghen frowned, "Take it for what?"

"To put in a frame on the bedside."

When Wen Qiao saw this photo, she was totally smitten by Fu Jinghen.

Fu Jinghen naturally wouldn’t object to her placing his photo by her bedside, but he was not particularly pleased with her choice of photo.

"This one isn’t good, pick another."

Clutching the photo to her chest like a treasure, Wen Qiao shook her head, "No, I want this one."

"Be good, choose another one. If you don’t find any you like, I’ll have a photo shoot just for you another day."

"Don’t be so vain," Wen Qiao stubbornly said again, "I don’t need so many, I just want this one, okay?"

"..."

She was using coquetry now; how could he refuse?

Reluctantly, Fu Jinghen nodded, "As you wish."

"What do you mean ’as you wish’? Don’t be so reluctant," Wen Qiao poked his thigh discontentedly, "I haven’t even minded that you hid all those nude photos, showing me such an incomplete album."

"Who told you I have such photos?"

"..."

Wen Qiao calmly replied, "I guessed so. Who doesn’t have a few nude photos from their childhood?"

Fu Jinghen raised his eyebrows, "So you have them too?"