My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 858 - 856: You Really Are So Thoughtful, Baby

The scheduled time for the magazine reshoot is ten in the morning, and when Fu Jinghen woke up, Wen Qiao was still sleeping.

After Fu Jinghen got dressed, he went over to Wen Qiao’s side and bent down to kiss her forehead.

As he got up to leave, his chin was suddenly bumped.

He smiled and glanced down, meeting Wen Qiao’s still drowsy eyes. He gently touched the soft cheeks of the young girl, "Awake?"

"I woke up shortly after you got up." Wen Qiao rubbed against his palm like a kitten, playfully complaining, "It’s not comfortable sleeping without you holding me."

"You’re just saying that to make me happy."

How could Fu Jinghen not know her? She says she can’t sleep comfortably without him hugging her, but once he’s gone to the company, the young girl surely takes over the whole bed with the blanket and sleeps very indulgently.

Wen Qiao kicked her legs under the blanket: "Oh well, the day starts in the morning, and seeing you’re going to be busy at the company, I’m just saying sweet things to relax you a bit."

"You’re so thoughtful, my dear."

Fu Jinghen said, bowing his head to seek her lips.

Wen Qiao quickly covered her mouth, "No, I haven’t brushed my teeth, don’t kiss."

"I don’t mind it."

"Bu mi yao ku bi kiji (I mind myself)." Wen Qiao held her mouth tightly, using her other hand to push him away: "Go to work."

The young girl’s big eyes blinked rapidly, filled with caution, like a startled little deer, making Fu Jinghen adore her even more. He leaned forward, planting a kiss on her eyes, then moved down to kiss the back of her hand, "It’s still early, get some more sleep."

Wen Qiao nodded while covering her mouth.

"I’ll pick you up after the magazine reshoot at noon, how about lunch together?"

Wen Qiao thought for a moment, hesitantly nodded, moved her hand away, and quickly threw out a line: "If the morning reshoot goes well, I’ll join you for lunch. If not, you can eat by yourself."

After saying that, she covered her mouth again.

"Alright."

The room returned to silence, Wen Qiao turned over, gathered Fu Jinghen’s pillow into her arms, closed her eyes, and prepared for a nap.

Just as Fu Jinghen guessed, Wen Qiao’s words were one thing, but her actions were another.

When the alarm rang at eight-thirty, Wen Qiao had already rolled to the other side of the bed with half her body hanging off. If not for the blanket beneath her, she would have fallen to the floor.

Wen Qiao deftly flipped over, rolled back to her side, grabbed her phone, and turned off the alarm.

Just after she finished freshening up, the doorbell rang.

Wen Qiao ran to open the door; it was breakfast delivered from Xiao Xiang Pavilion.

Xiao Xiang Pavilion never accepts delivery services. Knowing who’s behind the morning delivery service was no mystery to Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao thanked the delivery person and took the beautifully packaged takeout. Just as she closed the door, a message from Fu Jinghen arrived.

[Fu Jinghen: Got the breakfast?]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: I just got the takeout and you sent me a message right after. Did you install cameras at home or something?]

[Fu Jinghen: I think it’s telepathy between us.]

Wen Qiao smiled and sent a "kiss" sticker over.

[Fu Jinghen: There’s a bit too much food, you can share with Jiang Yao.]

Wen Qiao glanced at the delivered takeout; the portion wasn’t large, but there was a wide variety.

She opened the door, ran to the opposite side, and rang the doorbell.