My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 723 - 721: A Match Made in Heaven

Fu Jinghen pinched her pert nose tip, "You got that?"

"I got it, I got it," Wen Qiao nodded hastily, then remembering something, she asked, "Jiang Wei has been by your side for so many years, and Yang Lan has known you for so long, why don’t you have feelings for them?"

Fu Jinghen thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it’s because I knew something better was waiting for me."

Wen Qiao reached out and pinched his mouth flat, "You just know how to say sweet things to make me happy."

Fu Jinghen wrapped his arms around her, letting her mold and flatten him as she pleased.

He remembered how effortlessly he had entered the bedroom just now, lowered his eyes, and gestured for Wen Qiao to release his mouth, "Why didn’t you lock the door just now? I thought I would have to work hard to get in."

"You don’t have the keys to the house anyway. Locking the door would still end up with me having to go down to let you in, which is troublesome."

Fu Jinghen was taken aback, pleasure spreading in his heart.

His little girl knew how to give him a way out; she intentionally left the door unlocked, waiting for him to come and spoil her.

"What are you laughing at? Is it that funny?" Wen Qiao’s cheeks blushed slightly from his laughter and she grimaced, "Next time I won’t leave the door open for you; I might as well lock you out and drive you crazy."

"Do you really have the heart?"

"What’s there to have the heart for? It’s not me who’ll be in agony..."

Fu Jinghen looked at her with a smirk, as if assessing how serious she was.

Wen Qiao met his gaze for a moment, quickly averted her eyes, and then leaned her upper body weight against him, changing the subject, "Why don’t you like the gentle types like those two? Aren’t successful people like you supposed to choose the good wife and wise mother type to secure the home front? Why do you like a tormenting sprite like me?"

She was especially curious about this question.

Fu Jinghen really wanted to say, "You even admit you’re a tormenting sprite; looks like you have a clear understanding of yourself," but since he had just managed to appease Wen Qiao, he didn’t dare to irritate her further.

He honestly said, "It’s not the type; it’s just you, the little tormenting sprite that I like."

Only then did Fu Jinghen notice that Wen Qiao’s hair was still a mess. As he smoothed her hair he said, "And didn’t you already know that I just like when you act coquettishly towards me?"

"Is that really true?" Wen Qiao was somewhat surprised, "I was just teasing you by making wild guesses."

"Then it seems we are naturally a perfect match, darling. Even your wild guesses are so accurate."

"Who’s a perfect match with you? Don’t flatter yourself!" Wen Qiao regained her cheeky demeanor.

Fu Jinghen glanced down at her, and Wen Qiao quickly changed her tune and snuggled more into his arms, "Okay, alright—we are a perfect match."

Wen Qiao lay on Fu Jinghen’s shoulder, her hands playfully caressing his back.

"Darling," Fu Jinghen called out to Wen Qiao.

"Hmm?"

"If you keep touching me like this, I might think you’re trying to seduce me."

Wen Qiao’s busy hands suddenly stopped, and she slowly withdrew them, "I’m not, don’t get any wild ideas."

Fu Jinghen joked with a laugh, "Why have you become so timid?"

"..." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Wen Qiao was silent for a moment, then switched the subject again, "Where’s the fruit you cut for me? I want to eat."

"In the living room," Fu Jinghen asked, "Should I carry you there?"

"Of course, do you even need to ask?"