Fu Yanye whispered, and a gentle kiss fell on her lips.
Of course Zhuo Jian is willing to take care of him, but the word "serving" is a bit...
Her face was very hot, and she could no longer tell whether it was because of a fever or his ambiguous whisper.
"Will you?"
Fu Yanye asked her in a low voice.
Zhuo Jian pursed her lips, "Yeah."
Fu Yanye smiled: "Then don't have to be afraid."
Zhuo Jian: "…"
"Baby, your lips are so sweet."
He liked the smell on her lips very much, oh, her burned lips so she applied a lip balm, but he would rather treat it as her.
"But it's very uncomfortable to have a fever."
Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered this in his mind, and he carefully reminded him.
"Then will you feel distressed if I have a fever?"
"Yeah, it will."
Will definitely.
She looked so gentle but firm, and Fu Yanye felt that everything was nothing.
Is a big man still afraid of fever?
Besides, it's good to make her feel distressed.
Fu Yanye thought, and kissed him without any scruples.
Zhuo Jian started to feel nervous.
His kiss always had a feeling of being about to be declared.
But this time, she couldn't help but have the courage to lift her free arm, wrap her around the back of his neck, and then try to meet his kiss.
His kiss is sweet too.
Zhuo Jian was quickly satisfied, and then gradually became unable to breathe and was overwhelmed.
"Dad."
Chengtian ran in from outside and saw her father and mother kissing her, and then ran away for two seconds.
She just wanted to say that she was going to take a foreign language class.
The two stopped and kissed each other, looking at each other, and couldn't help laughing.
Zhuo Jian raised his hand again and gently wiped the corner of his mouth.
"What?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
"saliva."
After Zhuo Jian said that, he bit most of his lips shyly.
Fu Yanye couldn't help but kiss her again. This time she covered her mouth and shook her head, not asking him to continue.
Of course Fu Yanye knew it was saliva, but seeing that she was so considerate, he wanted to talk to her, and he even wanted to ask her for it.
"Stop thinking, huh?"
He coaxed her softly.
"Um."
"Then I'll go see my daughter and come back later."
"good."
Zhuo Jian agreed, let go of him, lay on the pillow, and waited for him to leave obediently.
Fu Yanye felt a little unbearable. She looked like a little white rabbit waiting, cute and touching, making him a little unable to move.
But I was afraid that my daughter would have something to do, so I went out.
result……
"It's probably because the teacher has come here, so I'll tell you."
The old lady was reading the newspaper in the living room and telling him.
Fu Yanye went to her class room and watched her listen carefully at the door, so he quickly left again.
"Aye, come here."
The old lady put down the newspaper and called him.
Fu Yanye walked back again, "Grandma, are you worried about grandpa?"
"I'm not worried about your grandfather. What I'm worried about now is Jane Jane baby. How is she? Is she just catching a cold and having a fever?"
After hearing that Zhuo Jian often had a fever before, the old lady was a little worried when she heard that she had a fever.
"Well, you don't have to worry. She will remember some things one after another. The medicine should not harm the body."
"That's good, but don't take it lightly."
"yes."
Fu Yanye agreed.
Every time the elders worry about Zhuo Jian, he feels very satisfied.
Zhuo Jian started to dream as soon as she slept, and the dreams were all about some things that happened after she woke up.
One scene after another, one scene after another, it was already like passing clouds.
Except for the man who used to treat her very fiercely, he is getting better and better with her.
Soon she entered another dream.
A little girl is climbing on the window, it should be someone else's home.
She was confused, trying to see whose window she was crawling, and then...
Suddenly there was a chill on her forehead and she couldn't see anything. Her slightly locked brows became loose again.
Fu Yanye wiped the sweat from her forehead and whispered to her: "Jian Jian?"
Simple?
Zhuo Jian couldn't wake up, but soon frowned again, and the sweat on his forehead became more and more.
——
Ouyang Ping originally asked her to have tea, but when she heard that she had a fever, she came to her home to see her.
Fu Yanye stood outside the bedroom door with her, and she asked, "Didn't you scare her again? She can't help but be scared now."
“…”
Fu Yanye sighed helplessly.
In Ouyang Ping's eyes, he is not a good person anyway.
Seeing him helpless, Ouyang Ping smiled: "It seems that there is no, so what's going on with her?"
"I went to the hospital yesterday."
Fu Yanye told her what happened yesterday.
After hearing this, Ouyang Ping couldn't help but look inside again, and couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that there is memory in her body."
"I heard that I have taken on a big case recently?"
"Hey, it's not our old Ouyang, I have to let me do it."
Ouyang Ping shook her head helplessly as she said that, "My dear father, she insisted on fighting a few lawsuits from bigwigs to prove herself."
"It's pretty good, you can take over your father's work after that."
"He wants to retire, he wants to be beautiful."
Ouyang Ping preached.
Ouyang Ping actually didn't expect that one day she would be able to chat with the people she hated the most in the past.
Later, Fu Yanye kept her for dinner, but she wanted to go back to sort out the materials and left early.
When Zhuo Jian woke up, he saw the flowers in the bedroom and realized that Ouyang Ping had been here, so he asked Fu Yanye: "Why don't you wake me up?"
"Hello sisters won't let you."
Fu Yanye returned to her.
"Does Lawyer Ouyang really treat me as a good sister?"
Zhuo Jian felt very honored when he heard what he said.
"You are childhood friends, so there is nothing to doubt."
"Oh, I think I actually have such a powerful sister, very handsome."
Zhuo Jian said and started to smile foolishly.
"More handsome than having a husband who loves you?"
Fu Yanye thought her biggest surprise should be his real husband.
She was so scared of him at first, but now she is not at all.
"How is marriage and friendship the same? Besides, according to what you said, Lawyer Ouyang is no different from my own sister. If we round up, we will be the same sister."
“…”
Fu Yanye suddenly didn't know what to say.
His heart is...
Want to have a real sister?
Fu Yanye suddenly felt a little sad, and pulled her to his side, whispering: "Even if you don't have any sisters, you have a husband, son, daughter, and in-laws."
"Well, I know, grandparents and they all love me very much, and Yan Qing, although she is unique, she also kisses me very much."
“…”
Fu Yanye's dark eyes were just looking at her straight, with a layer of cherishment and love wrapped in the tenderness in his eyes, and then he gently hugged her into his arms and murmured: "Jian Jian, let me do it."