"You, you, your wife still has your daughter in her belly."
Zhuo Jian thought to himself, please show some respect, big boss.
When Fu Yanye looked at her belly, he really nodded: "Okay."
Zhuo Jian relaxed a little when she saw that he actually opened the cupboard and found a pair of pajamas to put on.
Then......
He went to bed.
Zhuo Jian kept looking at him, but he ignored her. When he got to the bed, he opened the quilt covering her and got in.
"Fu, Fu Yanye."
Zhuo Jian took a breath and stuttered a little.
"Um?"
Fu Yanye agreed.
His feet were a little cold. As soon as he touched her legs, her hair stood up and she quickly moved away.
She moved very quickly, and Fu Yanye didn't seem to feel it.
Only later, she saw him lying next to her.
And he was lying next to her.
His hand was still gently caressing her belly.
It was as if he was already familiar with this movement.
Zhuo Jian was a little stunned, "You..."
"Say hello to my daughter."
"..."
Well, since you want to say hello to your daughter.
Zhuo Jian felt that she could not stop him from greeting the child, even if the child was still in her belly.
"Shall we give her a name?"
Fu Yanye suddenly suggested.
The room seemed to suddenly become quiet, or maybe it was because of this topic that their hearts calmed down.
They haven't had a good conversation for a long time.
Zhuo Jian's eyelashes fluttered and she looked at him curiously, temporarily forgetting the sudden intimacy between the two of them, "What's your name?"
"Chengcheng, Chengqingchengli, do you like something sweet this time, Chengtian?"
"..."
He still remembers that she likes sweets?
Zhuo Jian felt as if honey was suddenly poured into her heart.
But I still couldn't help but stare at him and asked: "Isn't it too casual?"
"You can think of the names of the three brothers, so why is Chengtian so random?"
Fu Yanye asked her patiently.
"You can't blame me. Their names were given by their grandfather and father. You can choose your nickname as I please."
Zhuo Jian explained.
"Yeah?"
Fu Yanye doubted this answer. Would he condone her taking such a name?
I'm really afraid that when his son grows up, others will think that his son likes to eat oranges, and then give them a mountain of oranges to eat.
but......
Fu Yanye looked at her and thought, fortunately, someone in the family really likes to eat.
"Of course it is, otherwise how could it be my turn to choose a name?"
Zhuo Jian explained.
Fu Yanye thought carefully for a while after hearing this, and couldn't help but ask her: "According to what you said, I never trust you, so I shouldn't be so indulgent and doting on you, so how can I let you do it so casually?"
What about the son’s name?”
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him dullly, and suddenly the time when she gave Chengcheng a nickname came to mind.
At that time, he still had feelings for her.
Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered many things in the past. He used to fly abroad constantly just to see her.
I also adjusted my work and rest time to accommodate her time abroad.
Did he really love her at that time?
It is said that love can be achieved overnight.
Or was there a time when he really loved her?
It's just that love is too short-lived like brilliant fireworks.
"If you don't like it, you can think about it again. It doesn't mean that this one is finalized. We can think about a few more."
Fu Yanye saw that she suddenly felt a little disappointed, and was worried that she would think of something unpleasant and then continue the topic.
"How many more? Strawberries? Cheerios?"
Zhuo Jian quickly came to her senses and thought of the fruits she liked to eat while pregnant with this baby.
"You are a writer, can't you give our daughter a more serious name?"
"Then you may have some misunderstanding about writers."