Fu Yanye came closer, his dark eyes staring straight at her red face and half-draped eyelashes.
Almost a minute passed.
Zhuo Jian finally couldn't bear it anymore and raised her eyes to glare at him. That look was full of squeamishness.
Fu Yanye suddenly smiled knowingly, "Are you angry?"
"you......"
"for you."
Her anger was instantly blocked by him.
until......
"boom!"
There was a loud noise.
The glass held by Chengcheng fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
Fu Yanye immediately raised his eyes to look at the place where the sound came from. He ran over before the kiss could continue.
Zhuo Jian also turned his head in confusion and saw Chengcheng standing on the side of the sofa with his eyes covered.
this......
Although she couldn't see clearly, she could tell what happened when she recalled the movement just now, and immediately ran over, but before that, Fu Yanye had already picked up Chengcheng.
Chengcheng was still covering her eyes, but her small hands began to gradually separate.
Finally, his big eyes appeared, looking at his parents in front of him, and then he suddenly extended his hand, "Hey!"
"Are you still laughing? Are you hurt?"
Zhuo Jian was still worried, looked into his small hands, and then walked around his body.
Fu Yanye sighed helplessly, frowning at Zhuo Jian who looked so worried about his son, as if he didn't remember what he had just done.
He just kissed me.
Why is this kid so capable of causing trouble?
Zhuo Jian raised her eyes after making sure Chengcheng was okay. Unexpectedly, Fu Yanye was looking at her. She immediately lowered her eyes and said awkwardly: "I'm going to check on Chengqing Chengli."
Fu Yanye held Chengcheng and turned sideways, watching her go to the inner room.
Chengqingchengli and her aunt were playing inside.
After Fu Yanye saw her entering, he turned to look at his son and asked him in a low voice: "Did you do it on purpose?"
When Chengcheng heard his voice, she looked up at him innocently.
"If I can't get her back, I'll see if you can do it or not."
Fu Yanye was extremely upset, but he could only lower his voice.
Chengcheng suddenly felt wilted when he heard this, and then suddenly became happy again and shouted: "Mommy."
Zhuo Jian came out holding Cheng Qing.
Fu Yanye only glanced at her and was infected by her sunny smile, unable to look away.
Zhuo Jian came forward with her youngest son in her arms and whispered: "The other one is asleep."
Chengcheng listened and quickly covered her mouth to prevent herself from disturbing her brother's sleep.
Fu Yanye looked dissatisfied at his youngest son who was rubbing against Zhuo Jian's arms, "You can't bear weight? Stop hugging him."
"Um?"
Before Zhuo Jian could react, Fu Yanye put down Chengcheng and then picked up Chengli from her arms.
But Chengli turned around and hugged Zhuo Jian's neck without letting go. Fu Yanye frowned: "Fu Chengqing."
Chengli just hugged her mother's neck and never let go. Her mother smelled so good.
Fu Yanye frowned irritably.
Zhuo Jian looked at his miserable rejection and reminded him, "He is Cheng Li."
"..."
Fu Yanye looked at Zhuo Jian with phoenix eyes, and seeing her holding back her laughter, the depression in his heart was relieved a little.
But the twins look alike, so why can't he tell them apart?
Fu Yanye walked to Zhuo Jian's side and looked at the red string hanging on Cheng Li's wrist. There were indeed two letters CL hanging on it.
"Don't be sad, sometimes I guess wrong."
Zhuo Jian comforted him with a good temper.
However, Boss Fu was not comforted. He just took Chengli away from her arms. After holding her in his arms, he looked at her and asked, "What do you want to eat tonight?"
"Auntie has already called and will come over to prepare dinner later."
"Wouldn't it be better for me to cook it for you?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
Zhuo Jian thought for a while, "You can just do it occasionally, you don't have to do it all the time."