"..."

Zhuo Jian was petrified on the steps and could not move.

After Fu Yanye went downstairs, he looked back at her, "Why don't you come down yet?"

Not only did Zhuo Jian not want to go down, she even wanted to throw a brick at him.

But that's not right.

The pregnancy test clearly showed that she was not pregnant, and she didn't feel like she was pregnant.

Zhang Mingliang also said that it was due to excessive stress and depression that she postponed her aunt's period.

Still not right.

She couldn't help but stare at Fu Yanye, and her breakfast was a bit tasteless.

The old lady stared at her, watching how carefully she was eating, and then asked, "Baby Jian Jian, does she have no appetite?"

"Is it because you're pregnant that you've lost your appetite? Is there anything you want to eat in particular? Sour, sweet, spicy? Let the kitchen prepare a separate portion for you?"

Wang Yue also spoke.

Zhuo Jian opened his mouth but didn't know what to say for a moment.

Why does everyone think she is pregnant again?

Why.

Some things seem hard to believe.

But some things are too easy.

Fu Zhengzheng listened to what they said and asked, "Is Jian Jian really pregnant?"

Zhuo Jian immediately wanted to raise her hands and surrender, but in the end she looked at everyone's helpless eyes and could only smile helplessly, "No, dad, I'm not pregnant. Mom, grandma, I'm really not pregnant."

"Hey, let's do this. How about we all declare to the outside world that you are not pregnant? Is it because you have given birth to four children, and you are afraid that others will not listen to you?"

Wang Yue analyzed it with her very considerately.

"mom."

Zhuo Jian really had no choice but to smile dotingly at her.

"Okay, okay, let's eat first."

Wang Yue doesn’t mention it anymore.

"Mommy, are you going to give us a little sister again?"

After finishing the meal, Chengcheng suddenly looked at Zhuo Jian and asked, his eyes full of curiosity.

Zhuo Jian just picked up the spoon and planned to take a sip of porridge, and then she felt that this meal was not for her.

Fu Yanye sat next to Zhuo Jian and reminded, "Drink the porridge first."

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, only daring to give him that unhappy look.

Fu Yanye didn't notice anything and lowered his head to eat his food.

"If Jian Jian gives birth to another girl, we'll call her Tianbao. The melon we used to grow in our yard seems to be gone now. I miss her a lot."

The old man suddenly muttered to himself.

When Wang Yue heard about the melon, he burst into laughter.

Only Zhuo Jian blushed and couldn't laugh or cry.

"Isn't Tianbao the name of Chengtian?"

Chengcheng has a question mark.

"Yeah, that's right. What's it called? Let me think about it."

The old man said and thought seriously again. Seeing that his three great-grandchildren were all fruits, he thought, why not give his great-granddaughter a fruit name, but something different? Does it sound like a lady? But the little girl

There is really no need to be too strict about the name. It seems that it requires some effort.

Just when everyone thought his speech was over, he suddenly asked again, "What does Jian Jian like to eat recently?"

"..."

After Zhuo Jian was called by name, he looked like a distracted primary school student. He was so nervous that he suddenly forgot how to reply.

The man who had been eating breakfast in silence suddenly realized that he seemed to have not known what she liked to eat for a long time, and turned to look at her.

On the way back to the city, she sat in the passenger seat and kept staring at him. Fu Yanye had been staring at him for a long time. He drove the car seriously, but suddenly made a voice, "You haven't looked at me like this for a long time, haven't you?"

Zhuo Jian was confused.

Stare at me for a long time."

He still missed her. When he was a child, he was afraid of being blushed by her, so he was a little annoyed every time she stared at him, mainly because he could feel his ears burning and his heartbeat irregular.

Later, he actually enjoyed when she stared at him.

Now......

He turned to look at her, knowing that she was no longer infatuated or obsessed with him now, but just curious about one thing, and sighed unconsciously.

"Do you know whether you have it or not?"

She was still anxious and asked him in tears.
Chapter completed!