Four silly words, the corners of his mouth curved into a smile, his dark eyes quickly moved from her face to the boy in her arms, and then suddenly frowned, when her heartbeat was thundering against him,
Suddenly he frowned in displeasure and asked, "Why is it green?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian held her chubby baby son in her arms while looking at him carefully. His breath smelled of alcohol and his whole body seemed to have a drunken aura. She frowned a little unhappy.
: "How much did you drink?"
Fu Yanye was pinching the tail of his son's pajamas and looking at it. He was very unhappy. When he heard her question, he subconsciously turned to look at her again: "Two or three cups."
"Two or three drinks?"
Zhuo Jian's pink lips moved, expressing her strong disapproval of his two or three cups.
"Maybe three or four cups. If you ask Su Bai and Yan Zheng, they insist on me drinking."
As he spoke, he suddenly turned back 180 degrees and instantly fell on Chengcheng's children's bed.
Chengcheng looked at his bed being occupied in a blink of an eye, and suddenly burst into tears.
When Zhuo Jian heard her son cry, her heart almost broke. She bumped and coaxed her while looking at Fu Yanye, trying to wake him up, but Chengcheng closed her eyes tightly and her eyebrows were red. She couldn't help but feel distressed.
The person lying on the bed turned sideways and continued to be drunk.
Zhuo Jian suddenly didn't know what to do when she saw him like that. Wang Yue heard Chengcheng crying and ran in. Seeing Fu Yanye lying on the bed sleeping and her grandson crying again, she felt heartbroken and went to hug Chengcheng.
Cheng asked: "What happened to him?"
"Brother Su Bai said he drank too much."
Zhuo Jian whispered and couldn't help but look at him again.
Why drink too much?
As an adult, you can’t control yourself?
Of course, she can be willful sometimes, but now she is just unhappy, and this is in the old house.
If he went to Shengyuan, she wouldn't be too lazy to be angry.
"Oh, my darling, don't cry. Grandma will take you to play."
Wang Yue coaxed Chengcheng to carry him out, then turned around and said, "If you put him to sleep in the bedroom, what's the point of sleeping in Chengcheng's room?"
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"I'll take Chengcheng away and sleep with me and your dad tonight."
Wang Yue said and left directly.
Chengcheng stopped crying immediately after being taken away by her grandma.
Wang Yue glanced at him, couldn't help but smile and muttered: "Little clever boy, it's just thunder but no rain, are you crying? Ah?"
Of course it didn't fall out. I squeezed it hard several times and it didn't come out.
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him. He was such a tall man, how could she get him away?
Zhuo Jian wanted to leave, but was afraid that the elders would be sad if they saw it, so she turned to look at him and finally walked back.
But as soon as the voice came out, it was dull, "Fu Yanye, go back to your room and sleep."
Fu Yan couldn't move at night.
Zhuo Jian looked at him again in disappointment. They were the only two people left in the room. If he wasn't drunk, he shouldn't have pretended to be drunk, right?
"Fu Yanye."
She screamed again, her eyes getting hotter and hotter.
She hates being alone like this.
"Chengcheng just peed on the bed and I didn't have time to change him. Can't you feel it?"
She lowered her eyebrows and looked at him motionless, then she said this in a low voice, and then Fu Yanye climbed up two seconds later.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
I feel like he's just faking it.
He must have drunk a lot this time, but he was not so drunk that he fell asleep.
Zhuo Jian felt that he had never been that drunk, and his eyes could not deceive others.
Fu Yanye stood by the bed and moved his eyes, wanting to look at her, but in the end he only looked down at his clothes and found that they were dry. He then turned to look at the bed and saw that it was also clean. Then he couldn't help but look at Zhuo Jian.
: "You lied?"
"You didn't?"
each other.
Do you still have the nerve to question her?
Zhuo Jian looked at him with a complaining look, then turned around and walked to the door. She opened the already open door wider and said softly: "Mr. Fu, please."
Fu Yanye looked at the open door, and then looked at her with drunken eyes: "I'll sleep in my son's room, you go to the master bedroom."
"That's okay too."
Zhuo Jian nodded and was about to leave, but suddenly thought of Wang Yue's words. Wang Yue thought he was drunk. If she went to see him in the children's room and found that he was still there, would she blame her?
Zhuo Jian immediately turned around and stood inside again, holding her small waist gently with one hand and extending her other hand to show courtesy: "Mr. Fu, let's sleep in the master bedroom."
When she called him "Mr. Fu", it was like the one she used to call Ye Shao, which made his heart hurt.
Fu Yanye walked a few steps in front of her leisurely with his long legs. When he was still two steps away, he suddenly stopped. He also imitated her with his hands on his hips, and then stared at her with his dark eyes.
, I didn’t know how much more awake I was just now, and said, “You’d better go ahead, Chengcheng’s bed is too small, and you won’t be able to sleep comfortably.”
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him eagerly, and then looked at her son's 1.5-meter bed. That bed could be called a good single bed. It would be no problem for her to sleep alone, and it would not be uncomfortable.
.
It is said that the bed is worth hundreds of thousands. Zhuo Jian doesn't know whether the bed is made of gold or silver. In short, it is absolutely comfortable, but he is relatively tall, so it may not be suitable.
"It's better for you to sleep in the master bedroom. This bed is indeed too small for you."
Zhuo Jian said.
Fu Yanye looked at her, and after a long time, when she lost her composure, she suddenly said: "But I would rather you live in a better place."
Zhuo Jian looked at him again speechlessly. What's wrong with this family?
There's not even a single fault in the floor.
"Go quickly. Mom will come over later and see you still here and think I don't feel sorry for you."
Zhuo Jian was upset and expressed her original intention of letting him go.
Fu Yanye stared at her for a moment, then suddenly smiled and asked her: "So you asked me to go back to the master bedroom not because I was worried about not sleeping well here, but because I was worried about being scolded by my mother?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian no longer wanted to talk to him, so she went around behind him and pushed him out.
Fu Yanye walked to the door but turned around easily. Zhuo Jian lowered his head and suddenly put his hand on his heart. She felt that the touch was different. When she raised her eyes, she saw Fu Yanye facing him.
, he immediately withdrew his hand and said, "Hurry up and leave."
"I just wanted to say good night."
Fu Yanye looked at her, as if he couldn't help himself.
Zhuo Jian was furious when he saw it, and after a while he quickly said: "Good night."
"Good night."
Fu Yanye didn't move, still looking at her.
Zhuo Jian couldn't bear it anymore, her face turned red, she didn't know what to do, and she didn't dare to yell at him at the door, so she could only raise her hand, pinch his arm, push him out, and then close the door.
Fu Yanye stood at the door, watching her with black eyes as she closed the door ruthlessly, and then sighed helplessly.
Failed to pretend to be drunk. This chapter has been completed!