Fu Yanye hugged her waist and buried her head under her heart, whispering: "The head hurts a little."
"That……"
"Don't move, just wait."
Fu Yanye whispered and comforted her, but hugged her closer.
Zhuo Jian looked down at him, and suddenly his heart hurt.
He suffered a brain trauma, how could she still quarrel with him?
Did the words I just said were too unpleasant, which caused him to be stimulated?
Zhuo Jian blamed himself silently for a thousand times in his heart, and did not dare to move again.
"If it hurts later, we'll go to the hospital."
She coaxed softly.
"Um."
Fu Yanye agreed, but just hugged her tighter.
The pajamas she wore were originally super sexy, but they were still very short. As soon as he hugged her, the hem was raised.
But Zhuo Jian didn't have time to take care of it, and he couldn't think of it anymore, just worried about him.
——
When Zhuo Jian woke up the next morning, he was in Fu Yanye's arms.
Well, the person who said he wanted to sleep in the guest room ended up sleeping on the big bed in the master bedroom.
When they opened their eyes, Chengcheng had been taken away, and they were the only ones on the bed.
Zhuo Jian looked at his refreshed look and couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and the conditioned reflex was about to leave.
Fu Yanye held her back from behind and whispered: "Be careful, good morning."
Old Zhuo Jian blushed and had to calm down: "Good morning."
Then they looked at each other with their own thoughts.
Fu Yanye could no longer help and whispered to her: "I slept well last night."
“…”
"The same to you!"
“…”
Zhuo Jian sweated so hard that he could not refute it.
She did sleep well last night.
She couldn't sleep well a few days ago. She tossed and turned in bed at night, and finally fell asleep in the second half of the night, and then woke up just dawn in the morning.
Every day, it's like anyone who started playing against the Sun, until today.
The sun is already very high outside.
The hand behind him moved slightly, Zhuo Jian came back to his senses, and his clear eyes looked straight at him: "Do you still hurt your head?"
"Well...it's a little bit."
Fu Yanye recalled the scene when she asked him to hold him to sleep obediently last night and said slowly.
"Why does it still hurt? Then let's get up and go to the hospital for a look?"
Zhuo Jian asked him worriedly.
Fu Yanye felt her climb to the top of his head. He lowered his head and smelled the fragrance again.
After less than ten seconds of enduring, he suddenly hugged her and pressed her down, grabbed her wrist with both hands and pressed it on the bed sheet, and looked at her with black eyes, "I lied to you, it doesn't hurt anymore."
“…”
Zhuo Jian looked at him blankly.
"I just want you not to push me away."
But Fu Yanye's eyes were much deeper, but the words he said seemed to be something that only a three-year-old child would say.
"Then, you had a fake headache last night?"
Zhuo Jian suddenly thought of this.
"No, the headache was real last night, and it was real if it didn't hurt this morning. It was even more real if I wanted to sleep with my wife."
Fu Yanye looked at her, looked up and down, and couldn't help but feel a little headache again.
He wants more.
"dad."
There was a loud noise at the door.
Then there was the unstable footsteps, very quickly.
Fu Yanye was reluctant to part with the people under him.
But the little guy had already run to the bed, "Dad, get up."
Fu Yanye frowned helplessly.
Zhuo Jian even turned his back to Chengcheng awkwardly, and whispered to remind the people on his body: "It is not suitable for children."
Fu Yanye looked at her pink face, sighed helplessly, and turned his head to look at his son.
This kid was quite smart last night and cooperated well. Why did he start to become ignorant again this morning?
What about the aunt who took care of him?
Fu Yanye left his wife unwillingly, then turned to look at Chengcheng: "Who asked you to come in?"
"Mommy, Mommy."
Chengcheng glanced at him, and then called Zhuo Jian worriedly.
It seems that he is afraid that Zhuo Jian will be bullied.
Zhuo Jian listened, quickly got up, and smiled and said to him, "Good morning baby."
"Good morning Mommy."
When Chengcheng saw Zhuo Jian laughing, she felt that Zhuo Jian was fine, and then climbed onto the bed.
Zhuo Jian accidentally lowered his head when tidying up his hair, and then he realized that his pajamas were so short, and at this time it was even more...
That just now...
She looked at Fu Yanye in a blink of an eye, and Fu Yanye was also staring at her legs.
After Chengcheng climbed onto the bed, she went to find Zhuo Jian, but before his hand touched Zhuo Jian, Fu Yanye picked up the person.
"I'll take him to find Chengqing Chengli. Since you wake up, please change your clothes and get up quickly. Don't catch a cold."
Although Fu Yanye was reluctant to leave the bed and his wife, she didn't notice anything he saw just now.
Zhuo Jian grabbed the quilt and covered his legs after realizing it. He couldn't help but chuckled, "I've seen it thousands of times last night."
"abnormal."
Zhuo Jian grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.
Fu Yanye hugged Chengcheng and avoided it and walked outside.
Zhuo Jian was so angry that he hoped he was just saying to scare her.
It was impossible for him to read it thousands of times unless he didn't sleep all night.
He fell asleep at that time, and she secretly got up in the middle of the night and observed him.
snort.
But for some reason, she suddenly bent her knees in the quilt, then hugged her knees and smiled foolishly.
Chengcheng never coughed again in the morning, and Zhuo Jian also breathed a sigh of relief.
Chengqing Chengli was taken by the aunt to find the old man and the old lady to play with. The two of them sent Chengcheng to class. After Chengcheng was picked up by the teacher, she took her to the TV station.
When he got to the place, Zhuo Jian reminded him before getting off the car, "Be careful, if you have a headache, hurry up and go to the hospital."
"You can go to the hospital, will you accompany me?"
When Fu Yanye saw that she was about to leave, he grabbed her wrist and asked her.
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, and saw his black eyes looking straight at her, and answered very seriously: "Yes."
"I suddenly felt a little painful."
"Where? Head?"
Zhuo Jian leaned forward nervously.
Fu Yanye lowered his head and grabbed her on his leg when he saw her about to kneel up.
Zhuo Jian threw himself into his arms in shock, hugged his neck and looked down at him, "What are you going to do?"
Fu Yanye just hugged her and felt her kneeling in front of him so condescendingly, his whole body was in pain.
"I want to kiss you."
Fu Yanye did not hide anything.
“…”
Zhuo Jian subconsciously glanced around him.
"I even want to do something else."
Fu Yanye continued, his hands also moved around her slim waist.
"Don't mess around, it's all my colleagues here."
Zhuo Jian's nervous reminder.
Fu Yanye smiled, "Then where can I do things randomly?"
Zhuo Jian realized that he was teasing her, and Qingmou suddenly smiled, put his hands on his shoulders naturally, and said softly: "Mr. Fu, what you said to my mother that night is still fresh in my ears,
Don’t think that if you have a headache, I will forget that thing, okay?”
“…”
Fu Yanye frowned. He actually wanted to ask her if she was still angry about that matter, but she didn't dare to ask because he guessed that was not.
And when she said this, he didn't dare to act rashly.
"Now, take your hand away from me."
Zhuo Jian looked at him condescendingly, with clear orders.
Seeing her look of eating him tightly, Fu Yanye obediently let go of her hand.
"snort."
Zhuo Jian glanced at him again, and then planned to leave his leg.
Who knew that she had just opened the car door and wanted to get off the car directly from him, and his knee suddenly raised up.