"Let them sleep in the children's room, and Auntie will take care of them."
Fu Yanye gave a particularly solemn reminder, or should it be said, an order.
Zhuo Jian thought for a while, said nothing, and carried her son out.
After Fu Yanye returned to the bathroom, Chengcheng looked at him: "Dad, I want to sleep with mom."
Not Mommy, but Mom, who made her wishes clear without causing him any discomfort.
"You three have slept with her long enough."
"Dad, I want to sleep with mom."
Chengcheng is a little aggrieved.
"Mom is your father's woman, she can only sleep with your father."
Fu Yanye's deep voice reminded him to continue playing by himself, and then continued to bathe Cheng Qing.
Cheng Qing could not go to jail in the first place, and he almost pushed her into the water when he pressed her, but he grabbed Cheng Qing's neck in time.
Cheng Qing was so frightened that he was so scared, but seeing how nervous he was, Cheng Qing suddenly laughed with tears in his eyes. Fu Yanye sighed in shock, and Cheng Cheng couldn't help but laugh.
Then he brought his small swimming toy to Fu Yanye and said, "Tweet."
Fu Yanye: "..."
After all, Zhuo Jian disobeyed and carried the twins to their big bed. Fu Yanye carried Chengcheng back to the children's room and did not see the other two. He stood by the bed helplessly and sighed.
Chengcheng was very happy and gave him a book: "Dad, tell me a story."
Fu Yanye reluctantly took the book, then sat down next to Chengcheng and ordered softly: "Lie down."
Chengcheng lay down obediently, and then looked at Fu Yanye eagerly.
Fu Yanye lay next to him, covered him with a quilt, opened the book and began to think about where to start reading.
But Chengcheng raised his hand and covered him a little.
Fu Yanye felt it, looked down, and felt hot in his heart.
"Dad, tell me quickly."
Chengcheng didn't seem to feel anything was wrong at all and urged.
Fu Yanye told him for more than ten minutes and then he fell asleep.
But at that moment, he was reluctant to leave.
It is said that he was at the scene when Lin Ruxiang threw down the person everyone thought was Chengcheng.
Zhuo Jian wanted to kill Lin Ruxiang at that time, but he stopped him.
Will this kid blame him when he grows up?
Fu Yanye didn't know why he was so cold-witted at the time, but he thought it must not be because he cared about Lin Ruxiang.
Because he never really cared.
Just to repay the favor.
In the end, it turned out to be just a scam.
He probably didn't want to have anything to do with Lin Ruxiang anymore.
Lin Ruxiang once put his son and wife to death and was his enemy.
When Fu Yanye returned to the master bedroom, he gently opened the door and saw that Zhuo Jian was still playing with the two boys.
No one had any intention of sleeping, and she even helped hum songs.
In such a quiet night, these became the most precious memories.
Fu Yanye made a phone call and immediately went downstairs.
Soon the aunt went to the master bedroom upstairs and said, "Madam, the young master asked us to take the young master away."
"Carry it away?"
"Don't worry, I will carry you to the children's room."
"Madam, the young master is worried that you can't sleep well with your child, and he is concerned about you."
The two aunts hoped that the couple could have a good relationship. They knew that Zhuo Jian was frightened by the fact that he was not allowed to see his son before, so they made it clear.
Zhuo Jian smiled awkwardly after hearing this.
Auntie's eyes were filled with understanding of them.
In fact, didn't he just want to share this bed with her, and then...
snort.
I don't care about her.
——
After almost an hour, she fell asleep.
He finally came back.
Zhuo Jian's eyelashes fluttered. For a long time, the first thing he saw was the table he placed on the bedside table.
A photo of the two of them.
Zhuo Jian looked at the table and gradually woke up.
She got up and took a look at the table, then looked up at him: "How did you find it?"