"Baby, I can't give birth anymore. The doctor said that my uterus is in no way possible to give birth to another baby."
Zhuo Jian looked at him and saw that he was so serious, thinking that he had guessed his thoughts correctly.
She felt that he would be disappointed, but that was the case.
"Have you seen a doctor? To give birth to a baby?"
"Um."
Zhuo Jian thought for a while and nodded.
Fu Yanye suddenly pinched the chess piece in annoyance and couldn't continue with her.
"Forget it, I can't finish it."
Fu Yanye suddenly put the chess piece back into the jar and left the sofa.
Zhuo Jian looked at his figure heading towards the kitchen curiously, wondering why he was doing that suddenly.
He really wants her to continue giving birth?
If she was really Zhuo Jian, she had four of them, how would she have given birth?
But she didn't think about many bad things. When she thought that she had given birth to four babies, she felt that she was great and happy.
that is……
He actually wants her to have a child?
He wouldn't have regarded her as a fertility machine? Then, are those videos and words that say they love her lie to her?
Zhuo Jian suddenly felt a little unhappy. She was indeed a romantic brain and almost thought that he was the best man in the world.
Fortunately, she woke up in time.
No, it should be fortunate that he turned against him in time.
She knew she could not have children. She went to the hospital after a severe fever, so she asked casually. The doctor gave her a test and said that her condition was not allowed to have children.
Fu Yanye returned to the room in annoyed manner and locked himself in it.
He told himself not to mind.
That was his favorite person. He suffered so much for him, how could he mind?
But whenever he learned that she had been extremely close to that person, he could not control himself.
Zhuo Jian didn't know what he was thinking at all, he just thought he was a little strange.
Ouyang Ping sent her a WeChat message, and she said, "Mr. Fu is not happy."
Ouyang Ping frowned and asked for a long time: "What are you talking about?"
"I said I can't have another child. Does he still want to have a baby?"
Zhuo Jian asked her.
Ouyang Ping replied with a string of ellipsis, and then replied: "You won't be stupid enough to tell him that you have slept with Rees, right?"
“…”
This time it was Zhuo Jian's turn to be stunned. "Don't say a word about what happened to you and Reis's bed. He has a cleanliness, a cleanliness, and a cleanliness."
Ouyang Ping sent her three words "Clean Vision".
Zhuo Jian suddenly understood why Fu Yanye was unhappy.
He thought she was sleeping with Rees.
Fu Yanye has a cleanliness obsession. He mistakenly thought that she had slept with Reis, so he didn't force her to end up so many times.
At first she thought he was sympathizing with her and pity her.
It turns out that it is because of a cleanliness.
Zhuo Jian has been on the sofa and doesn't plan to go back upstairs.
This is also good, she can sleep alone.
She looked at the chess pieces on the chessboard again, and was bored alone, so she continued to walk just now.
Bai Zi lost to Hei Zi.
Very dangerous.
He didn't see it.
Zhuo Jian quickly packed up the chessboard and ran upstairs.
She had to find a room to sleep.
This house is so big and has so many rooms.
She just needs one.
She felt inexplicably relaxed. She pushed open a door and looked at it all pink. She knew that it should be a room with orange sweetness. She walked in without any burden, closed the door and went to bed.
Well, the bed is the kind with moderate softness and hardness. Although it is at most 1.5 meters tall, it feels very comfortable.
Zhuo Jian thinks this pink room is particularly dreamy, this is...
The rumored princess room?
Even the mosquito nets are pink.
——
After washing up, Fu Yanye came out and saw that the bed was still empty, so he lay on the bed for a while, thinking that she would come up by herself after a while, but the result...
After waiting for more than an hour, he was impatient and sat up.
In the dim bedroom, he sat on the bed and sighed, laughing helplessly, thinking, she was so amnesia, how could she take the initiative to go back to her room to find him?
Now she couldn't hide from him.
Fu Yanye went out of the room again, but the sofa downstairs was empty, the TV was turned off, and the chessboard was closed.
He looked down for a while, then looked to the side.
Not far away, there was a little dark light in the narrow gap under the door panel.
It's my daughter's room.
What did she do when she ran to her daughter's room?
Fu Yanye frowned and stood up straight, then walked towards his daughter's room.
When the door was opened, she was not in the bed.
Fu Yanye heard the sound of bathing water coming from inside, and then felt relieved, and then sat down silently by the bed.
After almost twenty minutes, he heard the sound of fiddling with the hair dryer inside and then got up again.
Zhuo Jian blew his hair a few times. When he saw the sudden extra people in the mirror, he forgot to continue blowing. But the wind from the hair dryer kept blowing on her scalp, which made her feel hurt.
Fu Yanye walked forward, took the hair dryer and placed it on one side, and then picked her up.
"Mr. Fu."
“…”
Fu Yanye thought to himself that he would not call Mr. Fu again after saying it eight hundred times. He still called him, it was really a waste of time.
"Where are you going to take me?"
“…”
He was upset, where could he take her?
It's nothing more than going back to their own bedroom.
Fu Yanye put her on the bed, pinched her shoulder and bent down to her eyebrows, and looked at her in a low voice to remind him: "Don't run around here, do you hear it?"
Zhuo Jian was a little scared and nodded: "Yes."
Fu Yanye immediately walked away and went to the bathroom.
Zhuo Jian's heartbeat was a little irregular, he looked straight at the place where he left, and then silently looked at the bed.
On the bed...
Nothing special either.
But the bed is big, a little...
Her face was so hot that she was so hot that she actually had the incident in her mind that he took her on this bed the previous few times. Although they didn't do it, the ambiguous entanglement was actually very panicking.
Fu Yanye came out immediately. When she heard the footsteps, she immediately came to her senses. When she saw him coming back with a hair dryer, she immediately lowered her eyebrows and looked at him without daring to look at him.
The only thing worth her not being so nervous is that he has a cleanliness obsession.
"I'll do it myself."
Seeing that he had plugged in the hair dryer and was probably asking for help, she immediately stretched out her hand.
"Sit here."
Who knew he only gave a faint command.
Zhuo Jian didn't know why she didn't dare to disobey him, so she sat over in a hesitant manner.
Fu Yanye stood on the bed, fiddling with her hair casually, as if she wasn't very casual?
This was not the first time Zhuo Jian was blown by him, but he suddenly realized that when he blew her hair, his technique seemed quite gentle?
like……
Before Zhuo Jian could finish her hair, her hair was blown dry.
But Fu Yanye sighed in annoyance after blowing her hair dry.
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes a little, and saw that his lower eyebrows were full of depression.
Both hands were hanging on both sides of their thighs, and one hand was holding a hair dryer.
Zhuo Jian asked him: "Are you very tired?"
"..." Fu Yanye looked at her without saying anything, but just smiled bitterly soon after, and then went to put away the hair dryer.