She looked very serious and smelled the bowl he was holding with an unhappy look on her face.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes and suddenly smiled, "Then what does she like now?"
"strawberry."
Zhuo Jian thought for a while and quickly replied to him.
Fu Yanye nodded and thought he could go wash it. Someone just bought it today and it was quite fresh.
"It's best if they are freshly picked. You know girls are more delicate, and they are yours, so they are pickier."
"..."
Fu Yanye's narrowed eyes gradually felt a little dangerous.
But in the end he still laughed and asked her in a magnetic voice: "Do you want me to go out and pick strawberries for you in the middle of the night?"
"If this is the case, of course it would be best. My daughter will be very touched when her father picks strawberries for her in person."
"There is it in the refrigerator. It must have been picked this morning. Ask her if she wants to eat it. If she doesn't eat it, she will go to bed."
"This is your daughter. Are you willing to let her not eat fresh strawberries? How can the ones in the morning be considered fresh?"
Zhuo Jian makes things difficult.
"Daughters are naturally pampered, but pampering does not mean pampering."
Fu Yanye patiently explained to her.
See through but not tell, Fu Yanye at this time.
Zhuo Jian listened and cooperated quite well, "It sounds like you don't like this daughter very much."
"Have I shown that I don't like my daughter?"
"You didn't like children before. When Chengcheng was born, you didn't pay much attention to him."
"..."
"It seems that it still hasn't changed."
Zhuo Jian's eyes suddenly looked more determined when she looked at him.
Fu Yanye laughed angrily after hearing this. Seeing that the noodles he had worked so hard to cook were already lumpy, he turned around and took them away.
Zhuo Jian leaned against the bedside and watched him go out, feeling much better for no reason.
When Fu Yanye came back, she was already lying down again.
The water was half a cup short. Fu Yanye felt a little better and went to bed again.
But she was lying in the middle of the big bed.
Fu Yanye stood at the edge and looked at where she was lying, and soon lay down again.
Zhuo Jian felt him pressing against her, and when her back stiffened, she wanted to move forward.
"Don't move, it's fine here."
He whispered orders from behind.
Zhuo Jian's heart trembled, what's going on?
What she meant by being in the middle was to remind him that she didn't want him to come to the bed.
Is he still pretty good like this?
"I was very angry at first for being teased by you, but seeing you take the initiative to lie down next to me to show your kindness, I was comforted."
Fu Yanye stood up as he spoke, held her shoulders so that she was lying down, and looked at her.
Zhuo Jian looked at him: "You misunderstood, I'm not..."
"Shh, be careful she hears it."
He gently stroked her belly with one hand, silencing her.
Zhuo Jian didn't know why he was so obedient, but he kept his mouth shut anyway.
Fu Yanye's hand on her lower abdomen gradually moved up, stopping briefly from her heart and then touching the back of her neck and the edges of her ears.
Zhuo Jian's face began to heat up unconsciously, and her watery eyes wanted to look at his hands.
Fu Yanye murmured: "It's really tormenting."
Zhuo Jian looked at him doubtfully.
"It's not about you, it's about our daughter. Now she wants to drink hot water, now she wants to eat hot noodles, and now she wants to eat freshly picked strawberries. We can't spoil her like this in the future."
"..."
Zhuo Jian knew that he was actually referring to Sang and scolding Huai.
"dont you agree?"
Fu Yanye asked her in a low voice, his dark eyes looking down from her eyelashes.
Zhuo Jian felt her chest rising and falling, unable to calm down for a while, and then her face became even hotter.
"Um?"
His sexy and slender fingers wrapped around the robe strap around her waist, and he suddenly looked at her.