Chapter 1450 Are you playing chess in sexy pajamas?
"Sorry, I don't want her to come to the house."
"oh."
Zhuo Jian was a little disappointed.
In fact, fear is greater than loss.
Fu Yanye calmed down and drove seriously and didn't say anything.
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him after a while, "Who do you want to come to your home?"
"No one wants to."
Fu Yan returns at night.
"oh."
Zhuo Jian is also depressed.
Fu Yanye looked at her in a blink of an eye, "Don't you like the world of two?"
Two-person world?
hehe.
Do you play chess in sexy pajamas?
Ah, she finally remembered.
Why should she be afraid of him?
Isn't it just a prank on his face?
It was much better than she was so tempting last night, he left with a chessboard, hum.
A beautiful woman was in his bed, but he was not moved.
Humph, Zhuo Jian stared at him seriously, and looked at his ascetic face, and she began to doubt again.
Could there be some men who just look amazing, and then...
Well, I just wait for that.
Sister Mingmei said that the world is so big that premature ejaculation is a taboo for men.
Fu Yanye was a little nervous when she was staring at him. When the traffic light stopped, he suddenly said, "A Jian."
"what?"
"You're almost your birthday."
“…”
Zhuo Jian looked at him seriously. The topic was changing quickly.
In this way, she couldn't even delve into his physical problems.
Boss Fu is indeed very good at it.
“Are there any gifts you want in particular?”
Fu Yanye asked.
Zhuo Jian thought about it seriously, but then stared at him again.
Fu Yanye also looked at her in a blink of an eye. The two of them could pass in a few seconds, so he could only continue driving seriously.
Zhuo Jian was still staring at him.
What gifts does she want?
"that……"
Zhuo Jian thought about it, a little worried.
"If you want, please give it to you."
Fu Yanye said this.
"real?"
Zhuo Jian really wants to believe it.
"Um."
"Can you return all my ID?"
"Um?"
Fu Yanye looked at her in confusion, the ID?
"It's my ID card or something."
"What do you want that to do?"
Fu Yanye suddenly felt bad and asked her with a frown.
"That's all my personal belongings."
No one can even master their ID card.
There is no husband who hides all the documents of his wife.
snort.
That time I even said it to her, saying that I would never take her again, but what was the result?
In just two days, she disappeared again.
"Your personal belongings are not gifts, think about it again."
"But I just want my personal belongings."
She seems to be short of other things.
There is everything at home.
But Boss Fu was in a bad mood.
She has always been dissatisfied with her recently, and has just stared at him for so long.
Is it not obvious enough that he suggests?
Fu Yanye continued to drive, but his mood got worse and worse.
When he got home, he even walked towards the house without saying a word.
The old man was watching the flowers outside. When he saw Fu Yanye walking in without looking back, he thought he had read it wrong until he saw his grandson-in-law coming over.
"grandfather."
"Well, what's going on with that kid?"
The old man asked.
Zhuo Jian shook his head helplessly and said that he didn't know either.
That's it, it was done well, and then it was like that all of a sudden.
The old man thought about it and didn't ask any more questions.
After all, Zhuo Jian now doesn't understand her husband's temper.
If it were Zhuo Jian who had no amnesia, he might have thought of several reasons in minutes and then cracked them one by one.
Fu Yanye went back to the living room, and the old lady was sitting on the sofa watching the news. After class, Chengtian went to him in a beautiful princess dress and lie down in his arms: "Dad is back than you."
"Well, do you miss your dad?"
Fu Yanye hugged her, and at this moment he felt that only His Highness, the little princess, could fill and warm his cold heart.
"I miss you so much."
As Chengtian said something, she hugged his neck and kissed her.
The original haze on Fu Yanye's face was immediately swept away and he smiled.
"Oh, that's true."
The old lady felt very happy when she saw her grandson doting so much.
But later, he said: "Your mother called back and I asked Yan Qing about her husband's situation, saying that she didn't meet anyone. Do you think she could not wake up?"
"Grandma, let's believe in medicine."
"Oh, I'm still worried about your sister. I married him at a young age, and now I'm like this, hey."
The old lady really didn't expect her granddaughter to have such an accident, and she suddenly felt so distressed.
Zhuo Jian walked in with the old man's arm. Seeing Fu Yanye holding Chengtian so happy, Zhuo Jian said: "Grandpa, look at our eldest young master, now he has changed his body, he is really different.
.”
"No, you used to be his little princess, but now, it's a replacement."
The old man said too, and then sat down in his own position.
"So I was also the young master's little princess before?"
Zhuo Jian sat down to Fu Yanye and stared at him and asked.
Fu Yanye didn't say anything, just looked at her, and then let go of her daughter.
Zhuo Jian hugged her, but she didn't pick her up. Her arms suddenly hurt so much. She could only hug her hard and fell back on the sofa. Then she finally stretched her neck and kissed her.
When Fu Yanye found that her face turned pale, the mother and daughter had finished kissing her. He immediately went forward, picked up Chengtian from her, and asked her nervously: "It's okay?"
"It's okay."
Zhuo Jian saw that he was suddenly so nervous and did not dare to tell the truth for a moment.
Just now, my arms seemed to be dislocated.
But it slowed down again now.
The old man and the old lady also felt nervous. The old lady couldn't help but mutter: "Is this, does the arm hurt again? Or does the ankle hurt?"
The elders naturally knew about Zhuo Jian’s problems, but Zhuo Jian suddenly didn’t know how to answer, and slowly sat up with his left shoulder: “It’s a bit like cramps, but now it’s okay.”
Fu Yanye immediately saw the scene of her arm being injured back then, and he immediately let go of his daughter and left with a cold face.
Zhuo Jian looked at him upstairs in confusion, then looked at the old man and the old lady in confusion, "Grandpa, what's wrong with Yan Ye?"
"Oh, I feel sorry for you."
The old lady thought about it and could only say that.
When Zhuo Jian was injured in his hands and feet, he not only injured him there.
Zhuo Jian knew she had been injured, but she didn't know why he suddenly felt like that.
It's been so long, and the matter has nothing to do with him.
Zhuo Jian thought for a while, "Grandpa and grandma, I'll go upstairs to see him."
"Go."
The old man allowed it.
Zhuo Jian got up and walked towards the stairs, letting go of the unscrupulous arm.
She returned to the bedroom, and there was no figure of him inside. She didn't go in, so she looked outside, accidentally looking at a crack in the study room, and then walked towards it.
When the door was slowly pushed open by her, he was indeed sitting inside, but like the King of Hell in hell, it was so dark and cold that people dared not approach it.