Zhuo Jian cried anxiously, so he had to remind: "It's Cheng Qing and Cheng Li who woke up. Get up quickly. They won't find me and will run out later."
If the two sons saw their parents in such shameful postures on the sofa, well, then she...
I really want to wash their eyes.
Fu Yanye was still lying on her body, and he kissed her neck hard again with dissatisfaction, and then asked: "So you really want to take them by yourself?"
Zhuo Jian was too lazy to pay attention to him, and only said urgently: "Let go of me."
Fu Yanye got up from her, knelt in front of her and looked at her condescendingly. While tying his pajamas, he said, "Just lie here, I'll go see what's going on."
Before he left, he covered her with the coat he had placed next to the sofa.
"Untie me."
Zhuo Jian became even more anxious when she saw him getting up and leaving.
But Fu Yanye didn't even look back.
bother.
I couldn't sleep well in the middle of the night, why did I call me mommy?
"Daddy?"
"Daddy."
One of the two little guys woke up, and the second one also woke up. When they saw that it was their dad who entered the room, they opened their eyes wide in surprise.
"Um."
——
Zhuo Jian was lying on the sofa, raising her hands like that, afraid that someone would wake up suddenly and see her like this?
Especially that kid Chengcheng, who now frequently raises his own questions, and even joins in when he hears adults talking outside. He can talk about anything.
Why.
No sound could be heard inside, and both arms were numb. They moved slightly, and then continued to twist.
He didn't tie it tightly.
Soon Zhuo Jian made a decision. From now on, she could no longer buy such loose and elastic T-shirts, and she couldn't have this one either.
After untying his hands, he quickly stretched out the T-shirt and put it on, then threw away his coat and tiptoed to the master bedroom.
He didn't have a spare key here. She locked the door and he couldn't open it.
After more than half an hour, Fu Yanye came out of his son's room. He returned to the sofa, looked at the coat thrown away, and sighed helplessly.
There is no trace of her anywhere on the sofa.
Escaped so fast.
Only his coat was left, the coat with her body scent.
Fu Yanye glanced at the master bedroom. He was sure that she had locked the door without even going over to test it.
He sat on the sofa, and when he lay down, he put his coat on his body and turned sideways.
Her scent was still on the coat, but the temperature was gone.
——
When my aunt came over to prepare breakfast the next day, she saw him sleeping on the sofa and didn't dare to disturb him. She quietly went into the kitchen to cook.
Fu Yanye woke up when his aunt entered the kitchen, but he was so hot that he didn't have the strength to get up.
When Zhuo Jian came out of the room with Cheng Tian in her arms, she saw that the living room was empty. She was wondering if he had left. When she went to the sofa, she saw his slender body huddled in the sofa, so she covered it with a thin blanket.
suit.
Suddenly she felt a little cold. She went to the air conditioner display and looked at it, which read twenty-five degrees.
"Good morning, Mommy."
Chengcheng came out of her room, already dressed, but still rubbing her eyes, feeling a little sleepless.
"Well, good morning."
Zhuo Jian also agreed, but couldn't help but look at Fu Yanye.
Chengcheng walked next to her and saw someone on the sofa, so she ran over, "Daddy, Mommy, when did Daddy come?"
"After you went to bed last night."
Zhuo Jian agreed softly, her heart still attached to Fu Yanye.
He didn't even wake up from Chengcheng's loud and clear voice, which was not like his usual self at all.
"Call your daddy."
Zhuo Jian reminded Chengcheng that it was difficult to bend down while holding her daughter.
"Oh, daddy, daddy?"
"Um."
There was something wrong with his voice.
Zhuo Jian no longer cared about whether he was strong or not, hugged Cheng Tian, squatted down, and reached out to touch his forehead.
The aunt came out of the kitchen and noticed something was wrong, "What's wrong, ma'am?"