"Baby, didn't you agree to grandma not go back just now?"
Wang Yue said sadly.
Why did I just agreed to do it well? In a blink of an eye, I said I would look for my mother again?
"Chengcheng wants to find her mother."
Chengcheng continued to shout happily, but she didn't realize that Wang Yue was unhappy.
The old man and the old lady sat on the sofa, watched, and then laughed.
The old lady said, "What does his child know?"
Only then did Wang Yue realize that her little baby didn't understand what she meant.
The little baby just wants to find his mother, but the grandmother doesn’t kiss her any more than her mother.
Wang Yue sighed, remembering that he had to send the child to Shengyuan for Zhuo Jian today, and murmured: "I really don't want to send it back to them."
"I think you are just thinking too much. If you are really bored, please help Chengcheng choose a school."
The old man suggested.
Choose a school?
Only then did Wang Yue remember that her baby grandson should go to kindergarten.
I have to go and check it out to see which one is worthy of her baby grandson.
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It was already past eight:30 after Zhuo Jian woke up, and there was no one on the bed, and he was not seen in the room.
She sat on the bed and was stunned for a while, and then she saw the door being pushed open from outside.
"Awaken? I just sat down for breakfast, get up and have dinner."
Fu Yanye walked over and sat down beside her, raised his hand and stroked the broken hair on her forehead and told her.
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes to him, "When did you get up?"
"Well, it's just a little earlier than you anyway. Get up quickly, and the food will be no longer delicious when it's cold."
"I feel so tired, I don't think of it at all."
Zhuo Jian muttered, and lay back again in a silence.
Fu Yanye immediately leaned over to pick her up, and the two looked at each other in ambiguous manner.
Fu Yanye's dark eyes were full of force, "I don't mind lying with you for a while, by the way..."
"I'll get up."
As soon as his eyes looked at her, she immediately became obedient.
Fu Yanye smiled helplessly, and wanted to kiss her on his lips, Zhuo Jian immediately covered his mouth.
Fu Yanye changed to kiss on his forehead, "Do you want me to find clothes for you?"
Zhuo Jian is a little uncomfortable with him.
When was the last time he did this?
When she was pregnant with Chrysanthemum?
He was so gentle and gentle during that time.
"Are you cold today? Wear thicker pants."
Zhuo Jian said weakly.
Fu Yanye agreed, but he did not leave her, his eyes always stared at her.
Zhuo Jian glared at him, "Didn't you say you want to help me get it?"
"Just call me like this?"
"Then myself."
"Hey, I'm your husband."
"I know."
"Is there any such time? When you see me, you pounce on me and keep kissing me."
Fu Yanye thought that they both had two children, so there must be a time like that.
She was so clingy when she was a child, and after she had sex with him, she would not stick to him.
"some."
Zhuo Jian's eyes were calm and he said softly.
Fu Yanye got the answer he wanted, but seeing her calm and wise, she sighed helplessly and asked: "Then please give Mrs. Fu a kiss to her husband, maybe he can think of something."
Zhuo Jian looked at him with big eyes, and after five seconds, he suddenly raised his head, put one hand around his neck and kissed his thin lips.
It's really just one.
She let go of him and then said in her eyes that she would go get me clothes.
Fu Yanye held her breath for a while and couldn't let it go, but she didn't dare to ask too much. She licked her lips, which were not even wet, nodded, let go of her back, and got up to find her clothes.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but pursed his lips while he was facing his back to him.
His lips were warm.
Fu Yanye found a white shirt and silver-gray pants, and then found her a vest to match.
Zhuo Jian rarely wears a vest, but she cannot deny that it is indeed much warmer in this way.
He also made the breakfast himself. Zhuo Jian looked around for a week and found that there was no one else, and the dishes on the plate were in the shape of flowers.
Zhuo Jian looked at it, couldn't help but smile, picked it up and looked at it, "It looks like the shape of a rose."
"Your husband is pretty good?"
"What did you do?"
Zhuo Jian couldn't believe it.
"Are you moved?"
"move."
It's really touching.
She couldn't help but look at the flower again, carved it with cucumber.
Although it was food, she suddenly didn't know how to sip.
So, she decided to stay.
Fu Yanye thought it was a good thing for her to cherish it, but in fact, he could carve a few more for her.
He will learn more tricks in the future and she will be happy.
He also went to see you off at work, but when he saw Li Yuqing walking in front of his car, he frowned, "This person will no longer harass you, right?"
"What kind of harassment? He is my respected senior brother and leader."
"Oh, it sounds amazing."
Fu Yanye looked at the old man with dissatisfaction.
Zhuo Jian glanced at him, then untied his seat belt and pushed open the door and got out of the car.
"Senior brother, morning."
"Well, your sister Ping asked me to bring you the snacks she baked them all night last night."
Li Yuqing handed her a transparent box with some cookies inside.
Fu Yanye frowned and thought, "If someone respected me, I will give her a gift?"
Definitely bad intentions.
But the two of them walked in, and he didn't chase after him.
He just ordered Wang Rui who walked to his car window, "Don't let Li Yuqing get close to the young lady."
Wang Rui: "Yes!"
But when he watched the two people enter the TV station from a distance, he didn't know how to stop them.
He hasn't been able to care about the past three years.
After all, they now seem to be just a love affair between brothers and sisters, and there is no deviantness at all.
Zhuo Jian returned to the office and ate a cookie, then called Ouyang Ping, "The cookies tasted pretty good, thank you, Lawyer Ouyang."
"You're welcome, you're welcome, but it just tastes good? Doesn't it look good?"
"Look? Very cute."
Zhuo Jian took a piece and looked at it carefully again in front of him, for fear that his judgment would be seized by lawyer Ouyang and taught him a lesson.
"Yes? I just said it was cute. What was Li Yuqing's bastard saying? He even disliked me for wasting time. Why not buy it in the store? Ha, can the store buy it the same as I did with my own hands?"
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but complain about Li Yuqing.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian smiled. A woman who fell in love with making snacks did not accept other people's refutations. Suddenly, she remembered the serious matter. Zhuo Jian discussed with her: "By the way, let's have dinner together at noon?"
"It doesn't matter whether you eat or not, but you must meet the noodles."
Ouyang Ping looked at the video on the computer screen and said with certainty.
"What's wrong?"
"Don't you go online? Your husband recorded the video and claimed... Forget it, go and watch it yourself. At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, the restaurant next to your TV station is not called Li Yuqing, I don't want to see him for the time being."
Ouyang Ping hung up the phone even when she was busy with work.
Zhuo Jian bit a little bit a cookie, ate it and flipped through his phone.
Very eye-catching.
He was wearing a low-key pajamas, as if holding her in his arms, and said in a low voice that she was his wife, and then left.
Not long after, he went to the study and suddenly became very serious.