Zhuo Jian thought for a while, then stepped back and asked curiously.
"classmate."
Chengcheng's face suddenly turned red and she didn't even dare to look at mommy.
Seeing his expression, Zhuo Jian just said softly: "Oh!"
She walked out slowly, as if nothing was wrong.
Fu Yanye looked at his son with disappointment, this boy is really...
so stupid.
The subject was easily changed by his mother.
"Dad, you can sleep with Chengcheng too."
Seeing that he was unhappy, Chengcheng immediately said to him.
"Huh, thank you."
Fu Yanye said expressionlessly while bathing him.
When Chengcheng heard her father say thank you, she suddenly smiled with a sense of accomplishment, and then became serious again.
Yes, father and son have the same face, and they can be recognized wherever they go.
Zhuo Jian was taking her two little ones to bed when someone knocked on the door from outside. She turned around and asked, "Is something wrong?"
Fu Yanye leaned against the doorframe at the half-open door, looking at her with his dark eyes for a while, "It's okay."
Zhuo Jian looked at him speechlessly, then covered the two little sweethearts with quilts, then got out of bed, took her pajamas and went to the bathroom.
Fu Yanye crossed his arms across his chest, walked in consciously, sat down by the bed, and turned to look at the twin sons.
He couldn't deny that that woman was really great.
Such a thin little body can actually give birth to twins.
Moreover, the appearance of these twins is also excellent.
Of course, he is still very proud of genes.
Both of them are very good-looking and excellent people.
Fu Yanye was thinking about it when suddenly a familiar sound of running water came from the bathroom, and his breathing couldn't help but stagnate.
The woman is taking a shower.
When was the last time he laid eyes on her?
It seems like a lifetime ago.
After Zhuo Jian came out of the bath, she saw him lying next to the bed. She raised her chin and looked inside. The children were already asleep. They seemed to be sleeping. Her heart couldn't help but soften, and then she gently held her hand.
He poked his arm lightly.
Fu Yanye turned to look at her, "Huh?"
"Go to the guest room."
Zhuo Jian looked at him with clear eyes and gave serious instructions.
Fu Yanye turned around and looked at his son with enjoyment, "I won't go."
"are you going?"
Zhuo Jian asked again angrily.
"Not going."
"Fu Yanye."
"..."
He simply remained silent.
Anyway, the children were asleep and she didn't dare to make any noise.
Zhuo Jian raised her hand to pull his sleeves, but suddenly she noticed that the mobile phone on the bedside table next to her lit up.
An unknown number.
She picked it up and looked at it. After making sure that she didn't recognize it, she picked it up after a while and said doubtfully: "Hello?"
"Hi, I'm Ruxiang."
"..."
Zhuo Jian's face instantly turned cold.
When Fu Yanye heard her sudden words, he turned to look at her and saw that she was answering the phone but was silent for a long time. He gradually had a bad feeling in his heart.
Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye coldly and asked the person on the phone, "What happened in the middle of the night?"
"Of course I'm calling you because I have something to do. Please take care of me during the recording on Friday."
"We can talk about Friday's matters during the day."
Zhuo Jian reminded.
"It sounds like you are very angry. Am I disturbing your rest?"
"You're not interrupting my rest, you're interrupting my husband and I's rest."
