"Can I sleep a little longer?"

After eating noodles and drinking antipyretic medicine, Fu Yanye looked at her again and asked.

Zhuo Jian looked at his pitiful appearance, nodded, and leaned back, "Come on."

Fu Yanye was lying on her lap again, suddenly turning around.

Her belly bulged.

He had felt something was wrong just now, but now he understood why.

Her belly is indeed different from that of ordinary women.

He didn't notice that she was wearing a coat at that time. After the meal, she washed her hands and took off her coat. Now she was only wearing a purple shirt, the material of which was gentle and soft against her protruding belly.

He took a deep breath and gradually became more and more worried that he had disturbed that person.

Zhuo Jian looked at his cautious look and whispered, "Can I give you a birthday present?"

"Um?"

Fu Yanye raised his eyes to look at her.

Zhuo Jian looked down at her belly and held his hand, but before putting his hand down on her belly, she couldn't help but asked playfully: "You can choose not to do it."

"..."

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes. After understanding, he smiled slightly and said, "Yes."

Zhuo Jian glared at him, said nothing else, and put his hand on her belly.

Fu Yanye restrained his heartbeat and just felt it quietly.

"It's less than five months old, so there's nothing special."

Zhuo Jian reminded him softly, fearing to disturb their little princess.

This is the first time that father and daughter have said hello.

Fu Yanye took his hand away and put his side face against it.

Zhuo Jian's heart beat like thunder.

The hand on the sofa suddenly didn't know where to put it.

She just stared stupidly at him pressing against her belly.

My eyes felt hot again for no apparent reason.

"This gift is very special."

He looked up at her and said.

Zhuo Jian didn't say anything, she just looked at him with excitement.

Fu Yanye put his arm around her waist and leaned against her belly, listening quietly.

"Don't you want to say a word to her?"

"say what?"

"explain......"

Say, hello, baby, daddy loves you.

But remembering that he mistakenly thought it was someone else's child, her voice stopped abruptly.

"Um?"

Fu Yanye looked at her again, wondering why she stopped suddenly.

But there was a coquettish and resentful look in her eyes, and he soon understood.

And soon, he actually heard her true words.

"I don't know whose son you are, be careful I find someone to abort you."

Zhuo Jian's angry voice was soft, soft and strong.

Fu Yanye turned over and lay on her lap again, then looked at her in a good mood, "I think I'm fine."

"Of course, why would Mr. Fu have a problem?"

How dare he say that there is nothing wrong with him?

Is she the one with the problem?

"I mean, if she is someone else's child, as your real husband, I want you to get rid of her, that's fine."

"Of course, of course that's the case. It's okay if you want to kill me."

Zhuo Jian nodded, pretending not to be angry.

In fact, I was already so angry that I wanted to beat him.

"It's okay for you to be angry. Zhuo Jian, that day you said you wanted to get acquainted with me again. I didn't think it was necessary. We are husband and wife, or childhood sweethearts. How can we get acquainted again? I will remember it as soon as possible, I promise."

Fu Yanye assured her very firmly.

Zhuo Jian looked at him, angry, annoyed but helpless.

"How can you guarantee that?"

Zhuo Jian asked him.

"Besides working hard, there seems to be no other way."

Fu Yanye raised his eyebrows.

Zhuo Jian looked at his non-serious attitude and felt that he was talking nonsense.

Of course she also wanted him to remember that she wanted him to apologize to her properly and to the baby in her belly.

How can any father treat his daughter as another man’s son?
Chapter completed!