Chapter 422 Fu Yanye said: I can only accommodate you
"Okay, I remember."
Zhen Zhen nodded, then opened the car door and got out.
Su Bai drove away immediately. She turned around and took out her cell phone to call Zhang Mingmei, "Ms. Zhang, I may have said the wrong thing today. Can you tell me more about Mr. Su and his friends?
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She doesn't want to make such a low-level mistake next time.
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Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye returned to Shengyuan, and Xiao Chengcheng.
However, there was an extra stroller in the bedroom.
After dinner, Fu Yanye was installing it until almost ten o'clock. Finally, it was installed. He sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the result of his hard work for almost two hours, and smiled satisfied.
Chengcheng was already asleep, in Zhuo Jian's arms.
The mother and the mother were lying on the bed, Zhuo Jian gently hugged Chengcheng and looked at Fu Yanye, asking, "Our bed is so big, is it necessary to use this small bed? Especially now it is autumn, and it will be cold tonight in the future.
He will sleep warmer with us."
Fu Yanye turned his head and looked at the woman lying on the side of the bed. She was wearing thin pajamas and pajamas, and her perfect figure made him proud. He said: "There will naturally be a woman to warm the bed for him in the future, but she shouldn't be my woman."
Zhuo Jian looked at him speechlessly.
Fu Yanye got up, climbed onto the bed and kissed her through Chengcheng, "I'll take a shower, you put the bed on him, huh?"
"good."
Zhuo Jian agreed.
"So well-behaved."
Fu Yanye happily rewarded her with a kiss on the forehead, and then he left reluctantly.
Zhuo Jian sighed helplessly, thinking to himself, how old I am, I always comment on me well or not.
But it is the most important thing to make a bed for your son.
She got up and went to the children's room to find the small mattress and quilts and so on to the room.
When Fu Yanye finished taking a shower, she had already made the small bed and gently placed her son inside.
Zhuo Jian thinks this small bed is very cute.
Suddenly I remembered that when I was a child, her small bed was only left at home when she was eleven or twelve years old, and her mother gave it to another aunt's child.
However, the family seemed to have been abroad for many years and had no contact.
I'm afraid that people are not interested in contacting her, after all, the Zhuo family is already like that.
Actually, the small bed is pretty good.
She whispered: "Let's freely roll here, don't worry that your parents will accidentally press you down when they fall asleep."
Fu Yanye walked to the small bed, hugged Zhuo Jian from behind, looked at the boy who was still sleeping sweetly, and asked her: "If I had known, I would have let him sleep in the small bed earlier, right?"
Zhuo Jian turned his head to look at him, "You can't tolerate our son?"
"Only tolerate you."
Fu Yanye looked at her with black eyes, and after saying that, she kissed her fiercely on the side face.
Zhuo Jian had no choice, she had known his temperament for a long time.
"Madam, let's take a break early, too."
Fu Yanye murmured in her ear, and his thin lips slowly moved down behind her ears, and he kept kissing her neck without stopping.
Zhuo Jian was so uncomfortable that he kissed him and whispered: "Why don't we go to change the room?"
"don't want."
As Fu Yanye said that, he picked her up from the ground, looking straight at her with black eyes, "I'm in my room."
The guy who wants to get out should be that kid.
Now he is careful in everything he does, and he is already giving face.
Zhuo Jian hugged him, saw that he was so childish, and raised his hand to touch the back of his head: "Sometimes, I'm really childish when I look at you."
"Well, you used to say I'm childish."
Fu Yanye did not refute, carried her to the bed and put her down, lay on her side, and began to kiss her again.
Zhuo Jian gently pushed his shoulder and whispered: "Turn off the lights first."
Fu Yanye raised his hand and turned off the light again, and asked her in a low voice in the dark: "Are you awake like this? My wife."
Zhuo Jian smiled: "This is OK, my husband."
"Sir? Well, it's really big."
In the darkness, Fu Yanye's dirty words became more and more excessive.
Zhuo Jian was tossed and turned for a while, until the little baby on the bed suddenly let out a wow and the two stopped.
"Switch on the lights quickly, you've disturbed your son."
Zhuo Jian murmured in a low voice, and ran away from under him to hug the little one.
Fu Yanye: “…”
The light is on, but what is this?
Chengcheng cried twice, but as soon as she smelled the smell of her mother, she immediately turned her head and fell asleep again in her heart.
Fu Yanye gritted his teeth in anger and couldn't help but question: "I suspect he did it on purpose."
"Stop making trouble."
Zhuo Jian gently held his hand that was moving around and murmured.
Fu Yanye hugged her and continued to make trouble while gritting his teeth, saying, "Let him cry for a while, forget it, just give it a good idea to cheer up."
If this really makes me happy, she will convince her dear husband.
Zhuo Jian turned his head to look at him, "I'm afraid I can't help you, but it will make you softer."
Fu Yanye looked at his wife with ambiguous eyes and smiled and whispered: "Madam, you can make such jokes."
Zhuo Jian: "…"
She was not a joke, but when she met his ambiguous and hot eyes, she still blushed with shame, "You hate it, go to bed quickly."
"How can I sleep like this?"
Fu Yanye hugged her tightly behind her.
Zhuo Jian was speechless, but she was still coaxing Chengcheng.
Fu Yanye looked at his baby son again through her. He was already asleep. He thought for a while, "Wait for me."
"where did you go?"
"One minute."
Fu Yanye got out of bed and left with his long legs. After leaving the door, Zhuo Jian heard something happening next door. He really came back in less than a minute and held a plush turtle in his hand.
Zhuo Jian looked at him in confusion.
Fu Yanye first put the turtle in the small bed, then walked to the edge of the bed, and half-kneeled to take Chengcheng away from her arms.
As soon as Chengcheng's little hand left her mother's arms, she started humming again.
Zhuo Jian whispered: "Come back to me quickly."
"Shh."
Fu Yanye stood up in her arms with Chengcheng in her arms and patted her gently for a few strokes.
Maybe my father also had a special smell, so soon Chengcheng fell asleep again.
Zhuo Jian felt a little warm when he saw it. He was actually very good at coaxing his son to sleep.
Although the expression on the face is still worth it, the tenderness in the eyes is actually hard to hide.
Fu Yanye put Chengcheng in the small bed beside the big bed and stuffed the turtle around Chengcheng.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
Children are not that easy to cheat.
After Fu Yanye got it done, he went to bed again and threw himself on her this time: "It should be no problem this time."
Zhuo Jian couldn't help laughing, thinking that her husband was so terrible.
"If there are any more problems, I'll see what you do?"
Zhuo Jian raised his hand and hooked the back of his neck, and his fingers naturally penetrated into his black hair, asking him gently.
"What else can I do? I can only raise my hands to surrender to you, mother and son?"
"Then you give one?"
"uh-huh."
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and kissed her, whispering: "Do you feel it?"