Fu Yanye looked at him, and even though he didn't trust him, he still responded cooperatively.
"good!"
Chengcheng felt that his father didn't trust him.
Orange looked at his dad with big, bright and pure eyes, and decided to show his dad what he was capable of.
After taking a bath, Chengcheng ran to Zhuo Jian's bed in his cartoon pajamas and rolled inside with his toy.
Zhuo Jian came out of the bathroom after taking a bath, put down her short hair that was tucked behind her back, looked at Chengcheng's expression of enjoyment, and walked over: "Have you finished taking a bath? Where is your dad?"
"Daddy is sleeping next door."
Chengcheng responded.
"oh!"
Zhuo Jian stood by the bed, scratched his hair, and then looked at the little thing on the bed after he felt comfortable.
"Mommy, come up."
Chengcheng patted the place where Zhuo Jian usually lay with her little hand and said.
"As you command, my dear."
Zhuo Jian said, lying down and placing a heavy kiss on his forehead.
Chengcheng turned over happily and soon fell asleep in her arms.
Zhuo Jian took out his notebook and glasses from the drawer next to him, opened the notebook, put on his glasses, and prepared to write.
I don’t know how long it took, but Chengcheng suddenly turned over.
Zhuo Jian glanced at him, covered him with a quilt, and continued writing.
Chengcheng's thin legs stretched out of the quilt, clamped them, and continued to hold the quilt quietly.
Zhuo Jian felt that this boy was really restless when sleeping tonight.
Have you dreamed?
Chengcheng suddenly turned around again, almost into a large font, and opened her eyes to look at Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian also looked at him. Seeing that he couldn't open his eyes, he still looked at her and asked softly: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Chengcheng rubbed his eyes, then turned his head and continued to close his eyes.
Zhuo Jian closed the notebook, fearing to disturb his rest, so she quickly lay down, hugged him gently from behind, patted him, and coaxed him to sleep.
Fu Yanye was lying in the next room with his cell phone in his hand.
But think about it, don’t you believe that guy? Why are you still waiting now?
Fu Yanye frowned, turned to the wall in frustration, and prepared to sleep.
At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the phone lit up.
Soon after, Fu Yanye put the quilt over his head and muttered: "Idiot."
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The next day, early in the morning.
Zhuo Jian was brushing his teeth in the bathroom.
The father and son were confronting each other beside the bed.
Chengcheng sat on the bed holding her toys, looking at Fu Yanye with a very innocent look.
Fu Yanye stood beside the bed, looking straight at the little guy who had made a vow to him last night.
"Daddy, I fell asleep last night."
Chengcheng looked innocent and clarified to him.
"Humph, yes, you fell asleep."
Fu Yanye laughed at his own naivety.
"Mommy's arms smell so good. When she coaxes me, I feel like sleeping. I didn't mean to do that."
Chengcheng felt so wronged, but Chengcheng felt that he could not be blamed.
Fu Yanye narrowed his eyes and crossed his hands across his chest, unable to listen.
Does this kid know what he's talking about?
Really...
Zhuo Jian brushed her teeth and stood at the door and took a look. Seeing that the father and son were having an unknown stalemate, but they were not talking, she went in first and continued to wash up.
Fu Yanye glanced at the bathroom door, then looked at his son, "Get up quickly, brush your teeth and get ready to eat."
"oh!"
Chengcheng obediently agreed.
Fu Yanye wanted to go to the bathroom to say hello to her, but then he thought about it and left.
From an objective point of view, he felt that if he thought too much, he would be like LM.