Weekend morning.

Zhuo Jian was having breakfast alone at home bored. She wanted to pick up Chengcheng out to play, but she was afraid that the elders would give her excuses to keep her.

At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang, and she subconsciously looked out.

"Let's go find out where that woman is?"

A familiar voice came from outside, and she kept listening with her ears on her back.

I can't hear it clearly, why do I feel it's a little familiar? Then I raise my eyes.

"That woman is here, do you still recognize her?"

Fu Yanye was wearing jeans and a black T-shirt, holding Chengcheng in his arms.

That way...

She looks like a handsome young man.

There is no sign of the boss on his body.

As soon as he looked up at her, his majesty immediately showed in his dark eyes.

"Mom, mom."

The cherry-eyed eyes finally saw her and clapped her hands excitedly and called.

The bread in Zhuo Jian's hand suddenly stopped smelling. After putting it down, he slowly stood up. It was fake not to be moved, and even his voice became a little hoarse, "Why are you here?"

"If you don't come again, this kid won't know you anymore."

Fu Yanye complained.

I disliked her for not seeing Chengcheng for a whole week.

Zhuo Jian immediately burst into tears, and turned his head and wiped it hard before it emerged.

Fu Yanye hugged Chengcheng and immediately frowned: "You eat this at home?"

"It's a weekend, eat something casually."

Zhuo Jian held back his tears, muttered, and walked around the table and came to him, wiped his tears on his clothes: "Baby, mom, hug him."

"Mother."

Chengcheng smiled freely and stretched out her arms to her.

His hand accidentally rubbed into Fu Yanye's arms. Zhuo Jian pretended not to notice and just smiled and ended up with his son.

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, but soon he withdrew his eyes, took the plate on the table and walked around it, poured out her bread and soy milk powder, and then cooked the door from the cabinet above.

Find the noodles with familiarity.

Zhuo Jian hugged Chengcheng and watched him open the refrigerator to find eggs and vegetables, and then said, "I'm not hungry."

Looking at my son, nothing matters.

For some reason, when she saw the father and son come in, she was a poor man who was abandoned in a small dark room.

"We father and son didn't eat it either. Make a steamed egg for that kid. Do you want one too?"

Fu Yanye said, turning to look at her.

Zhuo Jian nodded subconsciously, and she wanted to eat too.

But after thinking about it, he didn't dare to say anything more, and turned around and walked out with Chengcheng in his arms.

Fu Yanye watched her walk away helplessly, wishing to find a rope to tie her to the kitchen so that she could keep looking at him.

Zhuo Jian and Chengcheng returned to the room. Why did Chengcheng scream like her mother and mother? She was drooling like she was a week ago.

She pulled a tissue to wipe it for him, and Chengcheng immediately reached out and the tissue was broken.

"Mother."

Chengcheng's voice was very loud, and suddenly he called out to mother, and Zhuo Jian couldn't stop talking. Then he took the half of the tissue to wipe his mouth, and his other half was tearing it in his hand.

When Fu Yanye was boiling water, he walked to the bedroom door and saw Chengcheng lying on Zhuo Jian inside, and his little hands were grabbed at her heart from time to time.

Zhuo Jian hid for a few times, turned around with his arms around, let him lie down, and whispered: "Don't touch it anymore."

Chengcheng seemed to have not heard it, and still crawled into her arms, and her hands were directly down from her collar.

this……

"It is right that you mother and son rarely meet."

Before Chengcheng touched her hands, she was suddenly picked up.

Zhuo Jian subconsciously stroked him with his hands, then turned around, and got up when he saw Fu Yanye, and pulled his shirt awkwardly.

Fu Yanye glanced at Chengcheng, but Chengcheng obviously didn't care and continued to lean into Zhuo Jian: "Mom and Mom."

Zhuo Jian stood up and said, "Be good, mom, hug you."

"It's okay to hug him, but he's about to be one year old. Are you still asking him to touch you?"

Fu Yanye asked her in a deep voice, very serious.

Zhuo Jian's face turned red with embarrassment. He took Chengcheng and walked out, leaving it down and said softly: "Don't worry."

Fu Yanye: “…”

Who cares about him?

His woman.

Fu Yanye fed steamed eggs that Chengcheng ate and Zhuo Jian ate eggs and scallion noodles.

Later, Zhuo Jian held Chengcheng and he ate the remaining noodles again.

Zhuo Jian always feels that he is not real at all like this.

He is obviously not an ordinary man, but he has to live a mortal life?

Seeing him busy in the kitchen, watching him eating with the bowl she used, and even the soup she had not finished drinking, Zhuo Jian was sad and hugged Chengcheng to the living room first.

After that, Fu Yanye cleaned up the kitchen and came out, wiped his hands and asked her, "Do you go out for fun?"

Zhuo Jian planned to take Chengcheng out for fun, and asked him: "Can I take him out alone? It's just a playground, a toy city, or something."

Fu Yanye looked at her, looked at her with deep dissatisfaction and asked, "Why are you alone?"

“I want to be alone.”

Zhuo Jian didn't look at him and said.

"It's not possible alone. If you want to take him out, just follow him."

Fu Yanye quickly took Chengcheng away from her arms, turned around and left.

Zhuo Jian: "…"

Fu Yanye took Chengcheng downstairs, one floor.

Then he stopped and turned to look at Chengcheng. He was really angry. Can she not want her son to keep a distance from him?

"Even if I take the initiative to deliver it to her, she doesn't want me, right?"

"ah."

Chengcheng couldn't understand, just looked at each other, and Chengcheng wanted to laugh.

Fu Yanye felt that even such a small guy was laughing at him, and he was really pitiful.

But just as he was planning to continue walking down, the door above opened.

After hearing the sound, he subconsciously turned around and looked.

"I think it's okay for us to meet occasionally."

Zhuo Jian carried a bag and sneakers and chased after him.

Fu Yanye...

Of course he knew she wasn't running towards him, but it was enough for her to come out.

Fu Yanye deliberately held his son with a cold face and continued walking downwards, and she followed him.

Yuan Man, Chang Xia and Wang Yue were all waiting downstairs. When they saw their family of three coming out, they were all shocked.

"Wow! It's really a family of three."

Chang Xia even felt that the male and female protagonist Yuan Man was finally caught up in the drama she was following, and she looked very excited.

Yuan Man felt that it was actually thanks to their young master.

That boy is like an angel.

Wang Rui subconsciously looked down at Yuan Man: "What are you thinking?"

“The little angel is awesome.”

Yuan Man said.

Wang Rui was puzzled for a few seconds, and after understanding, he nodded. There are only children and real angels in this world.

He had also had the chance to have angels, but he missed it.

Because the woman thinks he is not worthy.

Seeing that they were all there, Zhuo Jian turned around and said to Fu Yanye, "I'll take Chengcheng and let Yuan Man and the others carry it."

"You three go to the one behind."
Chapter completed!