Zhuo Jian felt that her clothes were loose, so she became alert and held his strong wrist with both hands, "Fu Yanye."
His kiss moved down from her lips and teeth, Zhuo Jian tilted his neck, almost out of breath from being kissed.
"Um?"
Fu Yanye's hoarse voice, he just followed his heart.
"This pregnancy is different from before."
Zhuo Jian looked at the roof with big eyes and felt insecure and said to him.
Only then did Fu Yanye stop.
Yes, she is pregnant.
It’s been more than five months.
What is he doing?
You haven't thought about her yet, but you want to do this to her at this time?
He suddenly felt that he was really an animal, but looking at her bulging belly, his lips fell again.
Zhuo Jian held his wrist without letting go until his lips kissed her stomach gently.
His kiss was very light, even precious?
Zhuo Jian thought it might be her own imagination.
Fu Yanye lay gently on her belly.
"My daughter seems to be calling me."
Fu Yanye suddenly whispered.
Zhuo Jian raised her neck to look at him, "Really? What did she say?"
"She said she liked daddy."
Fu Yan returned at night.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help laughing.
"Of course she likes her father. Her father has been looking forward to her arrival."
"Yeah?"
Fu Yanye listened with mixed feelings in his heart.
"Of course, you have wanted a daughter since your first child."
Zhuo Jian lay back again, looking at the roof, thinking of their past.
At that time, she was studying abroad and he often went to accompany her, so he said he wanted to have a daughter.
As expected, after the birth of the orange baby, he was often outwardly disgusted.
His dream of a princess ended just like that.
Later, he didn't want to have a second child so soon, but...
Well, now she thought, maybe it wasn't an accident.
It's destined.
Orange and orange came to their home, including the one in their belly now.
None of this is an accident.
Now that he was lying on her belly and talking softly to the baby, who should be a girl, Zhuo Jian felt that the child would definitely be very happy after being born.
Her grandparents, great-grandfather, great-grandmother, three brothers, parents, all loved her.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but put her hands on Fu Yanye's hair, and tangled her fingers in his black hair.
This child has the kind of treatment that Cheng Qing Cheng Li has never received.
Fu Yanye returned to her side again, looking at her with a gentler look.
He supported the pillow with one arm, raised his shoulders and looked at her, his dark eyes as warm as the spring breeze, "Actually, what I want more is you."
Zhuo Jian's heart trembled.
What he said, what he said to him, I don’t know if it’s a desire.
There was some kind of purpose and temptation in Fu Yanye's eyes.
Zhuo Jian looked away and said, "It's time to get up. Let's have breakfast with my parents and grandparents."
"Um."
Fu Yanye agreed, but made no move.
His hand gently caressed her hot skin, and a scent spread from his fingertips.
"Bang bang."
The door was knocked twice from outside.
Fu Yanye turned and looked at the door.
"It should be my son."
"Mommy, Daddy, wake up."
As expected, it was Chengcheng, leading his two younger brothers to break down the door outside.
Fu Yanye sighed helplessly after hearing this, and looked at Zhuo Jian dumbfounded: "Is he always like this before?"
"Get up quickly."
Zhuo Jian thought to himself, why don't you just snicker if I don't open the door for you right now.
Fu Yanye thought of Chengcheng's love to run to their room in the past, and really smiled, "Children, what can they do?"
But now that he has the soft fragrance in his arms and the warmth in his bed, he really doesn't want to leave.
Zhuo Jian's face became hot again when he saw him, "Hurry up..."
Fu Yanye's lips fell on hers again, blocking all her urging.
Still being interrupted again, Fu Yanye was a little discouraged. He reached for the annoying cell phone and answered the call: "Hello?"
Zhuo Jian wiped his mouth and glanced at the mobile phone he put to his ear. Well, it was hers.