Zhuo Jian's eyes were a little shining. She held her breath and stopped herself from making a sound. It was not until Chengcheng hung up the phone that she relieved her breath, and then stared at Chengcheng with a very calm and serious expression: "Young Master."
, Can we stop saying that I want to call him back in the future?”
"But if you don't say you want to call him back, he won't come back so soon."
Chengcheng feels very reasonable.
OK!
Use her.
Several times before, she felt that the two of them seemed to part ways at the last moment, but as soon as they got home and the children made a fuss, they seemed to be back before they were about to part ways.
Many knots were not untied, and I thought it would be impossible to reconcile them if they were not untied. However, in front of the children, they would soon feel that those knots could be put down. If they could be resolved, they would just let go.
Zhuo Jian wanted to find a place to avoid it, but she wanted to be with the children, so she later lay helplessly on the carpet and continued to stare at them with the back of her head.
The children continued to play by her side, feeling like the quiet years were over.
I really want no one to break this feeling.
She wants to make a fuck.
So when she saw the person coming to the door, she immediately closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.
"Dad, you're back."
"Well, I'm going to have a meal later, go downstairs to wash my hands and wait."
His voice is still so magnetic.
"oh."
"Hey, Mommy is asleep."
"Shh, don't bother her."
The three little guys walked away quietly, saying one by one.
Zhuo Jian closed his eyes, feeling the surroundings quiet, and guessed that they were all gone.
only……
When she was about to open her eyes, she felt the strong hormonal aura on his body. When she opened her eyes, her heart was beating like thunder when she saw him.
"I'm about to carry you to bed."
He half-kneeled in front of her, looking at her with black eyes so gentle.
hehe.
gentle?
It was her illusion.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and subconsciously went back a little. Suddenly his elbow hurt a little, and his head fell straight toward the back.
Why doesn't she have a memory?
Who sleeps with his head on his back?
Not a martial arts master.
However, when she thought she was about to fall, a warm and wide palm held her.
Her big eyes were still open and she looked at him.
He was already kneeling in front of her, bent down and was very close to her.
He smiled slightly, like an angel.
Well, did she tell this person to let her go after lunch?
Why did he still smile at her so evilly?
He looked down at her neck. The scarf she used today was the latest one he bought for her. He was quite proud and said, "You always think that everything is within your control, but every time you
An error occurred.”
“…”
Zhuo Jian was silenced.
She just wanted to escape from his palm quickly, but as soon as she got up, she hit his head and instantly fell back.
Fu Yanye closed his eyes when he was hit by her. The familiar fragrance made him intoxicated, but soon she fell back. He opened his eyes and saw her rolling around, and then from another
Get up and leave.
Fu Yanye turned around and looked at her escaped back, smiling unconsciously.
She didn't say much.
But so what?
He even endured other men to file a divorce lawsuit for her.
After dinner, Chengcheng really pulled him upstairs to practice fencing, and then she was asked by Chengcheng to accompany his younger brothers and sisters to watch the battle.
Naturally, Fu Yanye could only follow his tricks and accompany him to train, but this was a big challenge for his son.
Zhuo Jian sat on the sofa and looked at it for a while. When Fu Yanye came out of the sword, he knew that he was very patient with his son. Then he looked down at the little guys next to him. Chengqing and Chengli looked very focused and thought to have a few more time.
In 2019, these treasures are here together to see if he can still be so calm and confident.
After watching for a while, Chengtian crawled into her arms again, with a lazy glutinous voice, "Mommy, Mommy."
Zhuo Jian held his temple and looked at Cheng Tian's appearance, and the little hand that stretched out to his heart, and smiled very well: "Are you hungry?"
"Milk, grandma."
After Chengtian was held in her arms by her, her little hands began to stretch out from her collar even more recklessly.
Zhuo Jian's collar was loose, but she pulled it hard, um...
She just raised her eyes accidentally and saw the two little guys watching her, and could only remind her: "Look at my brother."
Chengqing Chengli looked at their elder brother and father silently again.
"You guys continue watching the battle, I'll go to coax my sister to bed first."
Soon, Zhuo Jian picked up Chengtian and told them before leaving.
Chengqing Chengli also wanted to leave, after all, her brother was destined to not beat her father.
But after they followed Zhuo Jian like two little tails, the father and son stopped in less than half a minute.
Fu Yanye looked at the unblocked door, and he thought she would stay with her until the end.
Chengcheng took off her hat and came to him: "Dad, will you be here today?"
"Well, go and wash and go to bed, and practice tomorrow."
He had no intention of practicing anymore and said lightly.
"Oh well."
Half an hour was long enough, and Chengcheng was a little tired, so she ran away quickly.
Fu Yanye also left quickly. When he passed by the bedroom, he couldn't help but stop when he heard her gentle voice.
But who is her nice voice with?
"Not tonight, I'm in the old house, can you pick me up? That's not OK. The children don't want to leave me, tomorrow, at noon."
Zhuo Jian held Chengtian and called while looking for something.
I don’t know what she said, so she hung up the phone after nodding.
Zhuo Jian felt someone at the door, and turned his head. Sure enough, there was someone. But after seeing him, she didn't say hello, and her eyes were cold.
Fu Yanye knew that she hated him now, but her slightly arrogant look made him feel itchy, not to mention that she was actually carrying her daughter to him.
Fu Yanye stared at her, breathing stagnated, and the Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.
She is getting closer and closer, isn't it...
She closed the door and gently.
Then his breathing slowly returned.
He was locked out of the door, without surprise.
He took a breath and then smiled lightly, then walked towards the guest room.
He was used to sleeping in the guest room.
"Dad, do you want help?"
When passing by his son's room, Chengcheng opened the door and exposed her head to ask him.
“Not needed for the time being.”
"Okay, come to me when you need it."
Chengcheng looks ready for a call at any time.
Fu Yanye looked at Chengcheng's eyes and suddenly felt that in this boy's eyes, he might be pitiful and needs help, but does he really need it that much?
At around ten o'clock, he answered the lawyer's call and prepared to go out.
But when he passed by their master bedroom, he stopped and knocked on the door.
Zhuo Jian had already put down his daughter, and after opening the door, he looked at him without any surprise, "Is there anything wrong?"
He smiled calmly and confidently, and said, "Somewhat."