Zhuo Jian thought about it, then went back and asked curiously.
"classmate."
Chengcheng suddenly turned red in her face and she didn't dare to look at her mother anymore.
Zhuo Jian looked at his expression and said softly: "Oh!"
She walked out slowly, as if nothing had happened.
Fu Yanye looked at his son in disappointment. This kid is really...
Very stupid.
It was easily changed by his mother.
"Dad, you can sleep with Chengcheng, too."
Seeing that he was unhappy, Chengcheng immediately said to him.
"Hmph, I thank you."
Fu Yanye said expressionlessly while bathing him.
When Chengcheng heard his father say thanks, she suddenly smiled with a sense of accomplishment, and then became serious again.
Yes, the father and son have a face and recognize each other wherever they go.
Zhuo Jian was taking two little guys to sleep. The door was knocked from outside. She turned around and looked, "Is there anything wrong?"
At the half-open door, Fu Yanye leaned against the door frame, staring at her with black eyes for a while, "It's okay."
Zhuo Jian looked at him speechlessly, then covered them with the two little-hearted babies' quilts, then got out of bed, took his pajamas and went to the bathroom.
Fu Yanye wrapped his hands around his chest, walked in consciously, sat down beside the bed, and turned his head to look at the twin sons.
He couldn't deny that the woman was really great.
Such a thin little body can give birth to twins.
Moreover, the appearance of these twins is also excellent.
Of course, he is still very proud of genes.
Both of them are very beautiful and excellent people.
Fu Yanye was thinking, suddenly a familiar sound of running water came from the bathroom, and his breathing couldn't help but stagnate.
The woman was taking a shower.
When was the last time he looked at her?
It seems to be the previous life.
After taking a shower, Zhuo Jian saw him lying beside the bed. She raised her chin and looked inside. The children were already asleep. She seemed to sleep. She couldn't help but soften her heart, and then her hands were light.
Poke his arm lightly.
Fu Yanye looked at her in a blink of an eye, "Hmm?"
“Go to the room.”
Zhuo Jian looked at him with clear eyes and gave serious instructions.
Fu Yanye turned his head and looked at his son with pleasure, "Don't go."
"Are you going?"
Zhuo Jian asked again when he was angry.
"Don't go."
"Fu Yanye."
“…”
He simply remained silent.
Anyway, the children were asleep, so she didn't dare to make a noise.
Zhuo Jian raised his hand and pulled his sleeves, but suddenly he found that the phone on the bedside table next to him was lit.
An unfamiliar number.
She picked it up and looked at it, and after she confirmed that she didn't know her, she picked it up in confusion: "Hey?"
"Hi, I'm Ruxiang."
“…”
Zhuo Jian's face instantly became cold.
When Fu Yanye heard her suddenly speaking, he glanced at her and saw that she was answering the phone, but she didn't make a sound for a long time, and gradually felt a bad premonition in his heart.
Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye coldly and asked the person on the phone, "Is there anything wrong in the middle of the night?"
"Of course I called you if I had something to do. Please take care of the recording on Friday."
"We can talk about Friday's events during the day."
Zhuo Jian reminds.
"It sounds like a lot of anger. Have I disturbed you to rest?"
"You are not disturbing me from rest, you are disturbing me and my husband from rest."
Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye angrily and said to her.
But Fu Yanye was a little happy to listen. He turned over and lay down with his hands behind his head, and listened to her phone call with great interest.
"To be honest, I thought you would divorce after that, but you were lucky. You had twins at that time, which was equivalent to having amulets, which was equal to…"
"It means that Lin Ruxiang didn't have the chance to enter the Fu family's cemetery even if he died."
Zhuo Jian finished speaking coldly and hung up.
Then he wrapped his hands around his chest and looked at Fu Yanye yellingly, "Hurry up and get out of my place and go back to your own room."
"Are you very angry?"
Fu Yanye knew that she was going to harm the innocent again, but asked her in a good mood.
"yes."
Zhuo Jian returned arrogantly.
"Is the fire very strong?"
"Yes, it's almost burned."
Zhuo Jian then cooperated with him.
"Come on, my husband will put out the fire for you."
“…”
Zhuo Jian didn't expect that he could think of that, so he bent over and picked up the pillow next to him and smashed it into his stomach, "Get out of here."
"I guarantee that I will destroy you completely."
Fu Yanye hugged the pillow she smashed over and said to her with a smile.
"You need to put out the fire, right? But what should I do? I just don't cooperate with you."
Zhuo Jian took the pillow twice but failed to regain his pillow, so he had to give up, but he was still arrogant.
"You can call yourself Mrs. I am a wife a long time ago."
"you……"
"Good night."
Fu Yanye suddenly jumped up when she was so angry that she was about to get angry, put her hands on her chest and put two words on her ear.
Zhuo Jian's face turned red and white, and he couldn't help but turn his head to glare at him, but unexpectedly he suddenly approached her and kissed her fiercely on the side.
Fu Yanye walked out proudly, Zhuo Jian turned his head and looked, raised his hand and wiped the place where he kissed him twice.
hateful.
She can take advantage of her at any time.
However, it seems not as angry as I imagined.
She sat down beside the bed, touching her face, and couldn't help but mutter: "Mrs. I am Mrs.
He doesn't care about Lin Ruxiang, he cares about her.
She lay on the bed and looked at the roof, thinking about what he said to her tonight, and turned around with a silly smile. She smiled even more when she saw the cute couple.
Fu Yanye lay on the bed in the guest room and couldn't sleep. He looked at the pillow next to him. At least she passed by, held it in her arms, buried her face deeply in her face.
The night is getting deeper and quieter.
He touched the cell phone above his head and opened WeChat.
"Sleep?"
"Can you sleep together?"
"The head hurts a little."
"Zhuo Jian, it doesn't seem to be a little bit."
"It hurts a lot."
He knew that Zhuo Jian would be silent when he went to bed at night because of his child's relationship, but he still hoped that a miracle would happen.
Because every time Zhuo Jian says something is a headache, she will be scared and dare not be careless.
But time passed by minute by minute...
——
The next day at noon, Wang Yue went to the piano class to pick up Chengcheng after class and went straight to McDonald's at Chengcheng's request.
Children who like to eat this kind of thing must satisfy them occasionally.
Wang Yue sat at the dining table and saw Chengcheng eating fried chicken legs in big mouthfuls. He told her dotingly: "Eat slowly, don't burn it."
Chengcheng agreed, holding the chicken leg in one hand and continuing to chew on it, and picking up another one in the other hand and sending it to Wang Yue.
"Give it to grandma? Oh, we baby thinks about grandma whenever we eat. Grandma is so touched, thank you baby."
Wang Yue usually never wouldn't eat this kind of thing, but when faced with the feeding of her baby grandson, she took it and took it and took it to bite it.
"Ah, isn't this our young master of the Fu family? He has grown up so big?"
Suddenly, a familiar voice changed drastically, and Wang Yue's face changed drastically.