Fu Yanye took the pillow next to him and hugged him, feeling hopeless.
Half an hour later, Fu Yanye walked to the bedroom door and knocked lightly. The door immediately opened from the inside.
Zhuo Jian opened the door and stood inside holding a milk bottle, looking at him with big clear eyes, full of indifference, "You sleep in the guest room."
"Didn't we agree that the children should sleep in their own rooms and I should sleep in the bedroom? You can't just let me sleep in the guest room just because I'm worried about your car accident, right? Does that make our wife unattractive?"
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, good-tempered, and spoke to her in a leisurely manner.
"Why should I be so bold? But there is something I want to tell you. You used to like to pry open doors."
"You mean, I can break the door and get in?"
"If you dare to break the door, I will take my son...back to my old house."
Zhuo Jian almost said the sentence of returning to her natal family, but then she thought that she no longer had a natal family, but Wang Yue promised to be her strong backing.
Fu Yanye looked at her and couldn't help but chuckle.
This temper is quite stubborn.
"boom."
Then there was the sound of a solid door closing.
Because her two sons were inside, she didn't use any force, but Fu Yanye felt in her heart that it was too heavy.
Why did he become an outsider again?
Chengcheng took the initiative to sleep in his own room. Holding the bottle, he looked at his father standing outside the master bedroom door and called him: "Dad, sleep together."
Fu Yanye looked down at Chengcheng and smiled helplessly, "Then dad will accompany you."
Chengcheng felt that he was the one accompanying his poor father.
Fu Yanye stepped forward and hugged him, and he held the bottle and drank milk. After giving his old father a look, he suddenly put the pacifier on his old father's mouth.
Fu Yanye ducked backwards reflexively.
"Dad, drink."
Chengcheng held the bottle and put it directly to his nose.
"..."
Fu Yanye's facial features suddenly became distorted.
"..."
Chengcheng was also shocked.
He soiled the pacifier, oooh, he can't drink the milk anymore, he hasn't had enough.
A few minutes later, Fu Yanye replaced his pacifier. Chengcheng stood on the bed in his cartoon pajamas, holding a bottle and drinking milk. Then he couldn't help but glance at his father.
Dad is not happy.
Isn't dad happy that mom kicked him out?
While Chengcheng was thinking, he tried to give his father a drink of milk, but thinking that his pacifier had been soiled by his father just now, he did not give it away in the end, and drank his own milk more cherishedly.
"You lie down first, I'll take a bath and then I'll be with you."
"good."
Chengcheng agreed, and Fu Yanye went to take a bath.
But Fu Yanye didn't expect that when he came over after washing, Chengcheng was still sitting on the bed waiting for him, holding a children's picture book in his hand.
Fu Yanye walked in and asked him, "Aren't you sleepy?"
"I'm sleepy, but I have to wait for daddy."
Chengcheng looked at his father with his innocent big eyes to explain.
"..."
Fu Yanye looked at him with black eyes, and suddenly his heart felt hot.
This kid.
Chengcheng put down the book, then turned around and climbed into the quilt, lying on his own pillow, and then patted the pillow next to him.
His mother spends more time with him, but that doesn't mean he doesn't want to sleep with his father.
Fu Yanye looked at his little movements and wondered if he had asked his father to sleep with him like this when he was a child, but he still lay down and gently put his hand on his shoulders, "Go to sleep."
"Good night, Dad."
Chengcheng whispered.
"Good night."
Fu Yanye looked at him and whispered.
Chengcheng closed her eyes, but her long eyelashes trembled.
Fu Yanye looked at him like that and always felt that he was waiting for something, but he didn't know what he was waiting for.
"Dad, kiss."
Chengcheng opened his eyes and pointed at his forehead.
"..."
Even if he is kicked out of the master bedroom by a woman, he is still forced to kiss his son?