After eating the last bite of durian on his plate, Chengcheng put down the spoon and looked at Zhuo Jian with serious reminder.
“…”
Fu Yanye looked at his baby son with the kind of reminder look I really thank you.
Zhuo Jian was reminded by Chengcheng and remembered the incident of kneeling on durian yesterday, and couldn't help but smile foolishly: "Yes."
“What’s right?”
Fu Yanye asked her with a calm face.
"I didn't have to kneel yesterday, I'm fine today."
“…”
Fu Yanye looked at his wife seriously, not sure if she was sober and knew what she was talking about?
His hands are very strong.
Seeing his serious face, Zhuo Jian quickly pretended to be serious again.
The elders just watch the fun, but don’t meddle in other people’s business.
Moreover, Chengbao knew that he had just offended his father, so he ran away quickly.
When it was past nine o'clock, Zhuo Jian was still playing chess with the old man.
But the old man used to deal with her, but now she has tried her best to defeat her.
Goji, it looks so simple.
But now she seems to know nothing about this.
Chengbao knelt on the side, lying on the table watching them play chess, and couldn't help but tell his mother the skills of Goji.
Zhuo Jian listened carefully, at least seven or eight games, and it ended after only a few pieces.
But later on, it improved.
Slowly...
"It's going to be dawn if I don't sleep."
The man who had been watching the football game by himself finally couldn't help but glance at the woman who was playing chess seriously after the game.
The old man was abnormal and seemed to have finally found an opponent again.
"We'll end this game after it."
The old man said this, but he didn't even raise his eyes.
Zhuo Jian simply didn't say anything, his eyes, brain and heart were all on the chessboard.
It was not until twelve o'clock that the old man finally announced the end of the fight with his eyelids.
Zhuo Jian refused to greet him politely when the old man left, "Good night grandpa."
"Well, you guys go to bed early, too."
The old man walked slowly towards his room with his hands behind his back.
Finally, only the couple were left on the sofa, and Zhuo Jian picked up one by one chess piece after another and put it back.
Fu Yanye just stared at her.
She did everything carefully, even if she lost her memory.
As long as she can see things, she will do them very carefully.
but……
"A Jian."
The person who had just cleaned the table heard someone calling her, and looked in a blink of an eye, "Hmm?"
Fu Yanye chuckled: "Come here."
"Ah? I'll go wash first..."
“Nowhere is allowed.”
When Fu Yanye was too expert, he pressed her directly on the sofa, looking at her domineering orders.
Zhuo Jian was so scared that his breath was weak, and he only had big gentle eyes looking at him so purely.
The two of them were too close to each other and their breathing was entangled. Zhuo Jian couldn't help but shut his mouth, and even his breathing was as weak as possible.
"Do you know who you are?"
Fu Yanye asked her in a low voice.
Zhuo Jian thought about it and nodded obediently.
"Whose?"
"your."
Zhuo Jian told him with a very sense of belonging.
Fu Yanye felt a little more comfortable when he heard this, but he continued to ask her dissatisfiedly: "Why did you play chess with grandpa for so long?"
"I want to win a game."
Zhuo Jian was a little scared after he said that, afraid that he would be angry.
Because he seemed to need her very much, but...
"Win a game is more important than me?"
Fu Yanye continued to question unhappily.
"Ah? How can you compare with chess?"
Zhuo Jian didn't understand his words.
“…”
Fu Yanye frowned in anger. She must have thought that he was not as important as the chess game.
"Oh, why are you unhappy? My chess skills are good, you should be happy even if you win grandpa. I am yours. If I win, will you win?"
Zhuo Jian suddenly held his face and spoke softly, but with an itchy charm.
But, what the hell theory is this?
Fu Yanye stroked her slender waist and asked her: "Do you think I care about this?"
"Well, didn't you say that men care about winning or losing?"
“…”
Fu Yanye narrowed his eyes and couldn't answer with her.
"You are not happy if I win?"
"Mrs. Fu."
Fu Yanye pressed against her forehead and couldn't help laughing.
Zhuo Jian couldn't laugh because the two of them folded together, and he was a little nervous.
Because his strong abdomen was also shaking, and it was a little uncomfortable.
Fu Yanye quickly calmed down again and looked up at her, "Why didn't you see anything else so willing to make me happy?"
"Hmm? What's the matter? I can do it."
Zhuo Jian looked at him with great sincerity.
Fu Yanye remembered that she came last night and sighed helplessly, "Forget it, let's go back to the room?"
Fu Yanye looked at her for a while, but he didn't force her anymore.
Zhuo Jian thought for a while, "Yes."
She was sleepy, too.
"Hold me."
Fu Yanye reminded.
Zhuo Jian blushed and hugged his neck.
The look of Fu Yanye's eyes at her always made her feel like she was not wearing clothes, and it seemed that she was still stripped of her.
But she still hugged him seriously.
Fu Yanye easily picked her up and took her away.
——
The next morning, the couple was woken up by the ringing phone.
Shen Moli called Zhuo Jian.
"Sister Jian, can you send me a few people immediately now? I have an urgent matter."
"What is urgent?"
Zhuo Jian felt that the warm hands in his pajamas were not very honest, and asked in confusion while holding his arm.
"The child was taken away by Chen Want, so I have to go and ask him back immediately."
"child?"
Zhuo Jian frowned when he heard this.
"Ask her the address."
Fu Yanye was next to her, and she heard it very clearly, and the hoarse voice that had not woken up reminded her.
"Then give me the address."
After Zhuo Jian said that, he hung up the phone and turned to look at Fu Yanye: "Chen wants to steal her child."
"Yeah, give me your phone."
Fu Yanye agreed, then took her cell phone and directly called Wang Rui to explain the matter.
Eight in the morning.
At the door of Chen Xiang's city center villa, Shen Moli only wore a tight dress in her windbreaker and smashed the door hard.
When Chen wanted to open the door, he was still drowsy. When he saw her, he felt warm, but then he said coldly: "Why is it so early?"
"Where is my son?"
Shen Moli said with just a sound and immediately pushed down at his chest.
He fell to the door, and then she strode in.
But he didn't expect that when he was about to close the door, he was stopped by a powerful force.
Chen wanted to look out the door in a blink of an eye.
It's Wang Rui.
As soon as he appeared, Chen Xiang became nervous.
This is not the result that Chen wants at all. What Chen wants is nothing but Shen Moli who finds it herself.
"Mr. Chen, our boss asked us to do something good."
Wang Rui smiled faintly and expressed his intention.