Zhuo Jian agreed, then turned to look for it on the table.
Fu Yanye looked at where she was looking, then looked at her again, "The medicine has been put back in the medicine box. The doctor said it's not serious. Just drink more water and it'll be fine. It's better to take less medicine."
Zhuo Jian felt that what he said made sense and agreed: "Yes."
"Mommy, I'm going to sleep in your and daddy's room, okay?"
Chengcheng hugged Zhuo Jian and asked.
Zhuo Jian replied to him lovingly: "Of course, mommy will carry you."
"Well, I don't want mommy to hug me, I want daddy to hug me."
Chengcheng turned to look at Fu Yanye.
Fu Yanye's eyebrows moved, and he walked forward with long legs: "Okay, if you are sick, you are the worst, so dad will hug you."
Before Zhuo Jian could react, Fu Yanye had already reached into her arms to hug Chengcheng.
His hand was a little cold and he accidentally touched her chest. Zhuo Jian blushed in embarrassment.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, "I'm sorry."
"..."
Zhuo Jian was speechless.
What's there to apologize for? You didn't mean it.
Besides, why don’t you just let it pass without saying anything?
"I'll take Chengcheng back to the room and ask Auntie to help you make some Chinese medicine to soak your feet, okay?"
Fu Yanye picked up Chengcheng and asked her opinion.
Chengcheng's room was not too small, but it was still a little worse than the master bedroom. At this time, the father and son stood in front of her like a big mountain. She, the little one, sat on the edge of the bed and nodded quietly, "Well
.”
If she raised her head at this time, she would see Fu Yanye's dark eyes looking at her with unbreakable tenderness.
But she only raised her eyes after Fu Yanye took Chengcheng out, then took her cell phone and followed him out.
Fu Yanye put Chengcheng on the bed, and Chengcheng patted the side where he had been sleeping: "Dad is here."
Zhuo Jian unconsciously slowed down as he walked in. After sitting down, Fu Yanye raised his eyes and glanced at Zhuo Jian.
"Mommy is here."
Chengcheng pointed in another direction.
Zhuo Jian sat down as instructed and said, "Okay, Mommy is here, are our orange babies going to lie down too?"
"yes!"
Chengcheng agreed cutely, and then fell back.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously reached out to touch his head, Fu Yanye also subconsciously moved, and their hands overlapped under Chengcheng's head.
But Zhuo Jian's hand was wrapped in his.
Fu Yanye looked straight at her with black eyes, and she glared at him, reminding him with her eyes that it was time to let go.
Fu Yanye slowly let go after she gave him a look.
Her hands were warm, at least warmer than when she first came in.
After Chengcheng lay down, one on each side of them, Chengcheng fell asleep holding their hands, and did not let go after falling asleep.
Zhuo Jian felt that there was sweat on the back of her hands, which was caused by the warmth in his palms pressing against her.
But when I raised my eyes, I saw that he seemed to have fallen asleep.
Zhuo Jian's heart suddenly felt warmer, and then she looked down at the hands of a family of three together, and then gently pulled her hand away.
When she went to the bathroom, she closed the door gently, then took a toothbrush and put some toothpaste on it. She glanced at Fu Yanye's toothbrush unconsciously.
Of course, I don’t know how many toothbrushes have been replaced, but...
While brushing her teeth, she accidentally saw the woman in the mirror. She asked herself, were she still angry?
He always plays tricks on her.
Whenever.
How can you not be angry?
But every time she saw him, he always found a way to make her swallow her anger.
Over time, she felt that she was the kind of person who was angry.
What Ouyang Ping said to her when she had dinner with Ouyang Ping suddenly came to mind, "In marriage, husband and wife are complementary to each other, and one of them must be patient..."
Zhuo Jian sighed helplessly after brushing his teeth. Before he could recover, he suddenly heard the door ringing and looked at the door in the mirror with sharp eyes.
"You didn't bring your pajamas."
Fu Yanye held her pajamas in her hand, the super sexy one.