She bent in front of him and looked at him with gentle eyes.
Soon, she felt a heat on her wrist. She lowered her eyes and saw Fu Yanye's hand holding hers. When she raised her eyes to look at him again, she heard him ask, "Didn't we agree to let them sleep in their own room?"
There was a bit of immature childishness in that voice.
"Why didn't you go to the guest room last night?"
Zhuo Jian didn't answer and asked him instead.
"I want to guard you."
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, as if he wanted to tell her with this look that all his thoughts were here.
"oh."
Zhuo Jian lowered his head.
"Mommy."
Suddenly, someone climbed up from the big bed not far away and called her.
Zhuo Jian came back to her senses, turned around to look, got up and walked towards the bed.
Without her wrist in Fu Yanye's hand, even the residual warmth was gradually disappearing, so he had no choice but to sit up.
Just a little dizzy.
"Good morning baby."
"Good morning mommy, good morning daddy."
Chengcheng crawled to Zhuo Jian, put his head close to her arms, and asked them politely.
Fu Yanye sat on the sofa, looked at him, and responded helplessly: "Good morning to you too."
But I couldn't help but say in my heart: Brat, you are the one who bothers me every time.
"Mommy, Chengcheng is hungry."
Chengcheng looked up at Zhuo Jian and said, then snuggled into her arms again.
Seeing his virtue, Fu Yanye stood up immediately, but he stood too hastily and his vision went dark, so he sat back down.
Zhuo Jian turned pale with fright when she saw it, and asked him nervously: "What's wrong with you?"
"Maybe I caught a cold."
He rubbed his forehead and sat for a while before standing up again.
Zhuo Jian was extremely nervous. When he came to hug Chengcheng, she reminded him: "We will go to the hospital after breakfast."
"I just caught a cold. I originally wanted to squeeze in behind you, but then I saw that you were squeezed too hard by the three of them, so I went to sleep on the sofa. It's really cold there."
When Fu Yanye said the last four words, he looked at her with a particularly deep look.
Zhuo Jian understood what he meant and lowered her eyes, "I still have to check."
"We don't have to run to the hospital every three days, right?"
Fu Yanye picked up Chengcheng and asked her.
"Who made you sick?"
Zhuo Jian asked him back.
Fu Yanye: "..."
"Dad is sick?"
Chengcheng understood this sentence and turned to look at the person holding him, feeling a little worried.
"I'm so angry with you, will you be able to sleep on your own in the future?"
"able."
Chengcheng nodded like he was pounding garlic, it’s important to be sensible.
Zhuo Jian felt heartbroken when she saw her son was so sensible, but Chengcheng probably wanted to sleep alone, after all, he was already three years old.
"It's good if you can."
The two little ones were not easy for Fu Yanye to control, but if the older one left his bed, he would still have a place to lie down.
The two of them went to the hospital in the morning, and the doctor said: "I have a slight fever, it's okay."
"Then why does he have a fever? Is it really not because of the head injury?"
"It doesn't matter, I just caught a cold and have some problems with my cervical spine."
The doctor looked at the test results and explained.
"I probably have a stiff neck. It's really hard to sleep on the sofa."
Fu Yanye stood beside Zhuo Jian and complained again.
doctor:"......"
"Who, who asked you to sleep on the sofa?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him and was shocked. Why are you talking nonsense in front of the doctor?
Seeing her blushing, Fu Yanye smiled innocently and hugged her shoulders: "It's not you, it's my son."
"you left."
Zhuo Jian was so angry with him that he turned around and left. When he reached the door, he remembered and turned back: "I'm causing trouble for you."
The doctor nodded and thought that you and your wife should leave quickly.
Fu Yanye followed Zhuo Jian from beginning to end.
In the lobby on the first floor of the hospital, the two met Li Zhi who came for a check-up.
"Mr. Fu."
Li Zhi was walking in front of them, suddenly stopped, and turned to look at Fu Yanye.