After taking noodles and drinking antipyretics, Fu Yanye looked at her and asked again.
Zhuo Jian looked at his pitiful look, nodded, leaned back, and said, "Come on."
Fu Yanye was lying on her lap again, and suddenly, a blink of an eye.
Her lower abdomen was bulging.
He felt something was wrong just now, and now he understood the reason.
Her lower abdomen is indeed different from that of ordinary women.
He didn't see that she was wearing a coat at that time. After dinner, she went to wash her hands and took off her coat. Now she was only wearing a purple shirt, and the material was gently pressed against her raised belly.
He took a breath, and gradually, he became more and more worried that he would alarm that.
Zhuo Jian looked at his cautious look and whispered: "Will you give you a birthday gift?"
"Um?"
Fu Yanye looked up at her.
Zhuo Jian looked down at his lower abdomen and held his hand, but before putting his hand down on his lower abdomen, she couldn't help but ask playfully: "You can choose what you don't want."
“…”
Fu Yanye looked at her with black eyes. After understanding, he smiled slightly, "You want it."
Zhuo Jian glared at him, said nothing else, and placed his hand on her lower abdomen.
Fu Yanye's heartbeat was restrained, and he just felt it quietly.
"It's less than five months, so there's nothing special about it."
Zhuo Jian reminded him softly, afraid that he would alarm their little princess.
This is the first time that their father and daughter have greeted each other.
Fu Yanye took away his hand and then pressed his side face on.
Zhuo Jian's heart beat like thunder.
The hand on the sofa suddenly didn't know where to sway.
He just looked at him stupidly against her lower abdomen.
My eyes became hot again for no reason.
“This gift is special.”
He looked up at her and said.
Zhuo Jian didn't say anything, but just looked at him with excitement.
Fu Yanye hugged her waist and pressed her lower abdomen quietly, listening.
"Don't you say something to her?"
"say what?"
"explain……"
Say, baby, hello, dad loves you.
But when she remembered that he mistakenly thought it was someone else's child, her voice came to an abrupt end.
"Um?"
Fu Yanye looked at her again, wondering why she suddenly stopped.
However, her eyes were filled with grudges, and he soon understood.
And soon, he really heard her serious words.
"I don't know who you are. Be careful if I find someone to abort you."
Zhuo Jian's angry voice was soft, soft and stubborn.
Fu Yanye turned over, lay on her lap again, and then looked at her in a good mood, "I think I'm fine."
"Of course, why would Mr. Fu have any problems?"
He actually dares to say that he is fine?
Is it her that has the problem?
"I mean, if she is someone else's child, I, as your authentic husband, want you to abolish her, no problem."
"Of course, of course, that's the case. It's okay if you want to abolish me."
Zhuo Jian nodded, pretending not to be angry.
In fact, I was already angry and wanted to beat him up.
"I don't think it's a problem if you are angry, Zhuo Jian. That day you said you would re-reach me. I don't think it's necessary. Are we husband and wife or childhood sweethearts? How do you re-reach me? I will remember it as soon as possible, I promise."
Fu Yanye promised her with great confidence.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, angry, annoyed, helpless.
"How do you guarantee it?"
Zhuo Jian asked him.
"There seems to be nothing else to do except work hard."
Fu Yanye raised his eyebrows.
Zhuo Jian looked at his unscrupulous attitude and felt that he was talking big.
Of course, she also remembered him, and she wanted him to apologize to her and to the baby in her belly.
How can a father treat his daughter as a seed of another man?
It's really inappropriate.
Zhuo Jian's cell phone rang again, and she leaned forward and looked at the table. It was Wang Yue.
"Help me get my phone."
Zhuo Jian said.
Fu Yanye turned his head and glanced at her. He reached out to reach the phone. When he saw that it was Wang Yue, he directly connected for her, with hands-free.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
I can only give him a dissatisfied look.
Why do you need to drive a hands-free one?
"Jian Jian, does A Ye have a fever?"
"Mom, he has a fever, but he has taken the medicine, don't worry."
"Oh, you guys are together?"
"Well, we're together."
Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye, and for some reason it was a little difficult to talk about.
"That's good. I'll feel much more at ease with you by his side. By the way, I wish him a happy birthday for me."
"And we, baby Jane, I wish you a happy birthday to your husband for us."
"Okay grandma."
Zhuo Jian burst into laughter when he heard the old lady's voice that was particularly active in the atmosphere.
"I'm giving your husband a big one for me."
The old lady continued to shout at Wang Yue's cell phone.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
Fu Yanye's eyebrows and eyes stretched out, holding up his cell phone while looking forward.
What a big deal?
Isn't it just asking this woman to kiss him?
Well, what would it feel like if she kissed him?
Just after just touching my lips, I felt...
Horrible.
Zhuo Jian looked at the person who brought her cell phone, but didn't want to agree.
"Baby Jane, you must kiss your husband for grandma and tell him for us that we all love him very much."
Wang Yue also turned on hands-free, and everyone listened to the movement inside.
It was raining outside.
It was supposed to be a very depressing day.
Zhuo Jian smiled helplessly, looked at Fu Yanye, and easily agreed: "Okay grandma, I will convey him."
"Then we won't disturb you two people's world anymore, beg you."
After saying that, the old lady hung up and then slapped Wang Yue: "Yeah!"
The old house happily fantasized about the sweet world of the couple.
And in the garden.
Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye lying on his legs and said only, "You have numbed your legs."
Fu Yanye looked up at her and smiled, "I'll help you rub it."
"Need not."
His hand had just touched her legs, and Zhuo Jian immediately grabbed his five fingers and refused.
When Fu Yanye saw her suddenly blushing face, he looked at her more seriously, "Why don't you do what grandma told me first?"
"Um?"
"Grandma asked you to kiss me for her, and she also said..."
"You have heard everything, so I don't need to convey it, right?"
Zhuo Jian stopped him from talking.
"But you agreed. Do you have the heart to lie to grandma?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
"Why can't you lie? Don't you know there is a saying called a lie with kindness?"
Zhuo Jian asked him back.
Fu Yanye looked at her with a smile and said, "If this is the case, will grandma be sad, right?"
"Don't say that she won't be sad."
“…”
"Unless you deliberately make her sad."
"Zhuo Jian."
"As juniors, we must know how to report good news to our elders but not bad news. Do you know?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him and continued to be sharp.
Fu Yanye smiled helplessly.
"Or do you deliberately want grandma and the others to worry about us?"
Zhuo Jian asked again.
"You make me feel like I'm particularly ignorant."