Chapter 1389 It's Just That Your Man Is Not So Vulnerable
At half past eleven, Fu Yanye was lying on the bed in his pajamas, holding his wife's pillow and cell phone in his arms.
"Not yet?"
New news came in from Zhuo Jian’s WeChat. She opened it and then smiled a little embarrassedly.
"Oh, it's going to be twelve o'clock. Can't my brother-in-law wait?"
Chen Moli hugged her arm and reluctantly let go.
"It's a little bit."
Zhuo Jian responded.
"I didn't expect that you two will be so sticky after so long. Sister, to be honest, I feel a little sorry for not seeing the grand scene of my brother-in-law proposing to you. I would have been back if I had known that."
Chen Moli preached.
I was going to say goodbye, but as I was talking, it was twelve:30 in the morning.
When Zhuo Jian returned to the room, Boss Fu was obviously unhappy.
"Hmph, are you willing to come back?"
Fu Yanye asked her in a depressed manner with her pillow in her arms.
Zhuo Jian smiled guiltily, "Ms. Chen is sleeping in our living room, I will get her a quilt."
"etc."
Fu Yanye was stunned at first, but then immediately called her.
Zhuo Jian looked back at him in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"You go and wash, I'll find someone to help her get the quilt."
"No, everyone is sleeping, and I'm relatively close."
"You go and wash."
Fu Yanye ordered with a cold and calm face.
Zhuo Jian suddenly felt a little afraid to resist and had to go take a shower.
Fu Yanye called someone to send Chen Moli a quilt, and then looked at the bathroom in distraught, but...
Oh!
He put her pillow back and then looked in Zhuo Jian's direction again.
Not long after, Zhuo Jian came out of it and hurried into his bed.
Well, she is used to two people having a bed and a quilt.
Fu Yanye looked at her back to her and frowned: "Go away the bath towel."
"Then you help me get my pajamas, and I'm going to tell you one more thing."
"What's up?"
Fu Yanye’s biggest thing now is that he was afraid that she would go with that Shen Moli.
"Your wife, she has had her period."
Zhuo Jian looked at him, with beautiful eyelashes and swelling, and his eyes were so gentle and agile. As soon as the sound came out, it was hard to get angry.
Fu Yanye felt that there must be blood stasis in his heart.
He was just about to have something good, but was interrupted by her aunt.
So that night, Boss Fu was really depressed.
He came back late enough, almost ten o'clock. Based on the principle of being a generous and good husband, he thought that it was already so late, and it would be enough for another half an hour. Unexpectedly, they could chat until midnight.
I just chatted until midnight. I originally thought I could develop further with my wife, but the result was...
That's it?
I don’t know how long it took, but she was already wearing her pajamas, and Fu Yanye still turned her back to her.
"Fu Yanye, I seem to have a stomachache."
The lights turned off in the room, and Zhuo Jian gently pulled his pajamas behind him.
When Fu Yanye heard that her stomach aches and couldn't sleep, he immediately turned around and said, "Don't you lie to me?"
“It’s so cold.”
She let out a soft voice.
Fu Yanye immediately faced her and reached her hand on her lower abdomen, which was indeed cold.
"I'll make a cup of brown sugar water for you?"
"Let the aunt rush."
Zhuo Jian said softly.
It's too late, I don't want to work hard on him.
"You don't need this one."
Fu Yanye lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
When she came back, she smelled the strong smell of ginger candy water as soon as she entered the house.
"Drink slowly, be careful of burning."
"Um."
Zhuo Jian drank ginger candy water in his stomach, and his heart was warmed.
She didn't know why, but she thought he was so careful.
He said he made a cup of brown sugar water, but he cooked it with ginger, but there was no minced ginger in the cup, which means he took it out.
Later she lay down and Fu Yanye was not facing her back.
"Pillow here."
Fu Yanye whispered a low order.
Zhuo Jian glanced at his shoulder, then immediately turned around and asked him softly: "Would you be very tired? I have a heavy head."
"Hmph, you really look up to yourself."
“…”
Zhuo Jian was so scared that he didn't dare to say anything else, for fear that he would think she looked down on him.
Fu Yanye didn't know why she seemed to be wronged again, so she sighed helplessly: "It's not that you are bad, but your man is not that fragile."
“…”
Zhuo Jian breathed a sigh of relief.
So that's how it is.
“Close.”
He murmured again.
Zhuo Jian drilled into his arms again.
"Get closer to your stomach."
"ah?"
"What? You really can't do anything now."
“…”
Zhuo Jian blushed and approached him, but in just half a minute, she immediately bounced away and turned around.
Fu Yanye raised his voice with difficulty. He couldn't blame him for not restraining his abstinence for too long.
He still pressed his hand over again and placed his hand on her lower abdomen, "Don't be afraid, I'll just help you warm up, it will be comfortable."
“…”
Zhuo Jian didn't dare to speak, and he had to be careful even when breathing.
Until he was really just rubbing her belly with his hands and gradually getting hotter and hotter there, she really...
Anyway, it was already past nine o'clock the next day when I woke up again.
Fu Yanye was no longer on the bed, but she had a warm baby on her belly.
Well, what do you mean?
That's right, it's very warm.
The meticulous feeling of being cared for.
Shen Moli had already left and sent her a WeChat message: "Sister Jian, I disturbed me last night. I slept well. I said goodbye first. I love your little Moli."
Zhuo Jian smiled at the message, then pushed out the chat box and accidentally clicked on another one.
It was her and Fu Yanye.
She tossed and turned the post Fu Yanye last night and then looked at it many times. Later, she lay on the bed and smiled foolishly as she looked at it.
He must have been waiting for a hurry last night.
"Young Madam, have you gotten up?"
"Get up."
Hearing the familiar aunt's voice, she turned her head and saw that the aunt came in with something in, and immediately got up.
"Be careful, the young master said that you had a menstrual period and your stomach was uncomfortable. When you left, you asked the kitchen to stew the warm uterus porridge for you and said you would bring it to you at 10 o'clock. Unexpectedly, the young lady really woke up at this time."
"I've woken up long ago."
Zhuo Jian said.
When I smell the aroma of porridge, I feel inexplicably at ease, and I am delicate.
The aunt saw that she looked so gentle when drinking porridge. She obviously wanted to laugh, but her eyes were filled with tears.
Zhuo Jian felt something was wrong and raised his eyes. Seeing the aunt wipe her tears, he said in confusion: "Auntie, why are you crying?"
"I'm happy. We are all happy that the young lady can come back."
The aunt wiped her tears and spoke, still laughing.
Zhuo Jian was moved to hear it, "You are all worried that it will be broken, are you? I will not lose it again in the future. Auntie, please stop crying, I will be at home every day in the future."
"Oh, of course it's good to be at home every day. In fact, what we are most worried about is not us. Master, Mr., old lady, all the old lady are more concerned than us, but the one who cares about the most is the young master. You don't know that the young master you just couldn't find was the young master.
What kind of life do you live? I have never seen the young master live like that before. It is like a thread, tightly stretched, accidentally..."