Zhuo Jian listened to his voice and suddenly breathed a little trembling.
"Can you tell me about the past?"
Fu Yanye reached her neck and begged softly.
Zhuo Jian held back his breathing, and he was silent for a few seconds, "What did you remember?"
"No."
Fu Yanye murmured.
Zhuo Jian didn't last long and discussed with him in a repressive manner, "Would we better go to the hospital? Why don't I call the doctor and ask him to come here."
"don't want."
He just hugged her and leaned against her.
Zhuo Jian was a little angry later, "Fu Yanye, what do you want?"
Is it fun to worry about it?
"I have a smell on my body and can't wash it off."
He murmured unbearably and leaned against her neck.
Zhuo Jian was a little uncomfortable by his breath, and his eyebrows were red with anger. He asked him, "Since there is nothing else to feel uncomfortable, you can let me go."
"If you feel any other discomfort, you can stop giving it up."
“…”
Rogue.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and only thought of these two words.
Fu Yanye didn't plan to let go of her, so he picked her up horizontally and walked towards the bed.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, "Don't think about getting into my bed."
"Then I sleep underground? I'm so cruel to a person who is not feeling well?"
Fu Yanye asked her in a low voice, and after putting her on the bed, he looked straight at her, without any intention of leaving.
“There are so many rooms in the house.”
"I want to sleep here."
"Aren't you afraid that I'll kick you down?"
Zhuo Jian looked at his rogue appearance and asked him quietly.
Fu Yanye did not respond to her, but just smiled, then lay down next to her, and then pressed against her shoulder.
Zhuo Jian thought he was a little strange tonight.
But he had just had a social engagement with another woman, so he came back so close to her?
Zhuo Jian frowned and suddenly sat up when he was unprepared.
“Where to go?”
"Toilet."
Both of them had a very low voice with the night color.
Fu Yanye let go of her and asked her: "Do you want me to accompany you?"
"Need not."
Zhuo Jian got out of bed, but he didn't stop him.
However, in the direction she went, Fu Yanye lay on the bed and watched her open the door of their bedroom.
Yes, she's out.
Zhuo Jian called the doctor and then went to his son for convenience.
There is still room in Chengcheng's bed, enough for her to sleep.
When Fu Yanye heard the door ringing again, he even thought that she was back.
As a result, I still thought too much.
It's a doctor.
"Mrs. Fu called me and said you need it?"
A male doctor about his age was standing at his door.
He was the main member in charge of the development of pharmaceuticals this time. He came to the old house of Fu's family for the first time and felt a little peeking at other people's secrets, so he didn't dare to go in.
Fu Yanye sighed, is she considering him to care about him?
Fu Yanye sat up and called Zhuo Jian.
But she has been silent.
Fu Yanye put down his cell phone and let him in.
The two then had a half-hour conversation.
Fu Yanye did not go downstairs and he did not send someone so far away. She knew this, so she waited downstairs.
Zhuo Jian had already changed into a long skirt that could be gone, looked at him and asked, "How is it?"
"The memory is a little confused, I only think of a little bit."
“Which point?”
"When I was a kid."
The doctor told me very seriously.
Zhuo Jian's heart sank unconsciously after hearing this.
However, it's good to remember.
It was good when I was a kid.
"But it's just a little bit, there's no one's appearance, just voice and silhouette."
“…”
"I said he was a little girl, call him Brother Ye."
“…”
"Is it a lady?"
The doctor heard that they were childhood sweethearts.
"There are so many girls who called him Brother Ye when he was a child."
Zhuo Jian could see the doctor's eyes, but she was not the only one who called him like that when he was a child.
"New drugs may be released in the second half of the month, so you should pay more attention to his situation."
"Yeah, thank you."
Zhuo Jian nodded and agreed, expressing his gratitude.
The doctor left quickly and she returned to the upper floor.
Fu Yanye stood close to the door: "Where are you going?"
"You just finished socializing with another woman, and you were covered in perfume."
“…”
Fu Yanye didn't say anything, just stared at her.
She didn't mention the matter of going to the Civil Affairs Bureau before. Have you forgotten? Or did she let it go?
“I hate this taste too.”
He thought of many ways, but he always felt that there was a smell that made him want to vomit.
So he wanted to get close to her, he wanted to dilute it with the smell of her body.
"Anyway, let's go to bed separately first. If you feel uncomfortable, call."
"You didn't answer the phone when I called."
"My is silent. I sleep with my son. I don't want to disturb him. You call the others in the family."
Zhuo Jian left after he finished speaking.
Fu Yanye sighed helplessly.
Who else can he call?
It is better to call her than to call anyone.
The next morning, Zhong Mai and Zhuo Jian decided to go to the island on the weekend. Zhuo Jian also agreed and this time he was about to bring the little guys.
But just before they left the door, Uncle Zhou brought back a beautiful box, "It was said that it was the young master's clothes."
Zhuo Jian opened it curiously and looked at it. He didn't think much about it, nor did he want to spy on other people's privacy.
She had never seen any of his clothes before, but as soon as the box was opened, there was a bright red lipstick mark on the white shirt, and there was a card next to it: "I'm sorry that night, I washed the clothes myself, if Mr. Fu didn't
Busy, Sunday night, Starlight Room 5210.”
Yuan Man saw it next to her, and was shocked.
Who is so bold?
"Mommy, what is it?"
Chengcheng looked curiously on tiptoe.
"Nothing, let's go."
"I'll take a look."
Zhuo Jian was not prepared, so Chengcheng took it away from her hands casually.
He has learned a lot of words and can fully recognize them.
"Who wants to compete with dad for 5210?"
Orange curious.
There is a lipstick mark on my father's clothes and the smell of perfume.
Is he an aunt?
Chengqing Chengli didn't know anything, but she would stare at Zhuo Jian with curious eyes.
"Go away."
Zhuo Jian urged him patiently again, too lazy to care about him.
They had already left when Fu Yanye went downstairs, but there was still the box on the coffee table, and the things inside were all placed as they were.
The housekeeper stood beside him and said, "Young Master, I saw the contents inside before the young lady left."
Fu Yanye frowned and squinted at the things. He said coldly: "Don't throw them away."
"Yes, young master, do you want to explain to the young lady?"
The butler was kind and reminded him carefully.
"Do you believe me?"
Fu Yanye turned to look after the butler.
"Of course I believe it. The young master has a cleanliness obsession. How could he have something to do with such a woman? It is even more impossible to go to this woman's appointment."
The butler naturally picked up what he loved to hear.
"Then what else can I explain? Even you believe me, but she doesn't?"
“…”
The butler didn't know how to get back to him.
Something was wrong with their young master now.
Obviously, I don’t trust the young lady, but I still have to trust him.
"Go and throw it away."
Fu Yanye glanced at the box again and urged him irritably.
"Yes, but Master, don't you really need to explain it to the young lady?"
After all, girls will be somewhat suspicious when they see someone giving them to their husbands.