It was obvious that she was being tortured constantly by him, either because of misunderstanding or humiliation.
Now, he actually seemed to have suffered some great grievance.
"You are simply hopelessly ill."
Zhuo Jian looked at him and could only say this sentence.
Sooner or later, she would be tortured crazy by him.
The indescribable feeling in her heart drove her crazy and she wanted to drive him away.
"That's your fault too."
"Okay, you blame me."
Zhuo Jian murmured, no longer fighting with him, and lay down in the posture he gave her.
Fu Yanye felt something was wrong, so he squeezed her shoulders again and told her to lie down flat, and then looked straight at her determined and stubborn look, "Are you not convinced?"
Zhuo Jian stopped talking and turned his head, not looking at him.
Fu Yanye pinched her chin, forcing her to face him, "Are you not convinced?"
"Fu Yanye, why are you chasing me here? Do you want to come to me to sue for peace or are you afraid that I will kidnap your daughter and not return it to you?"
Zhuo Jian finally asked him angrily.
Fu Yanye looked at her for more than ten seconds, then glanced at his daughter, and then whispered: "Of course it's for my daughter, please keep your voice down and don't scare my daughter, otherwise."
He looked at her with warning eyes and stopped.
But the end of his point made her extremely angry.
"Fu..."
Before Yanye could say the word, all the breath was suddenly taken away from his mouth.
Zhuo Jian was stunned, looking at him with wide eyes, although he could no longer see clearly.
Fu Yanye quickly stopped and looked up at her.
She was indifferent and refused to give him any reaction.
Fu Yanye suddenly smiled evilly and then knelt down.
Zhuo Jian didn't know what he was going to do, so she just looked at him coldly.
Then he was carried on his shoulders.
The person who originally pretended to be indifferent was immediately frightened and hissed and asked: "Fu Yanye, what are you doing?"
"Shut up."
Fu Yanye carried her and walked out.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
After leaving the door, Fu Yanye left the door open for fear of not hearing his daughter wake up and cry.
"Daddy, Mommy, where are you going?"
Cheng Qing didn't expect that she would sneak out of the boys' room to sleep with them, and then see such a scene.
Dad is carrying Mommy, Dad is so strong.
Fu Yanye turned his head when he heard the voice and was completely stunned.
Why is this brat not sleeping in the middle of the night?
"Put me down quickly."
Zhuo Jian was even more anxious, kicking and whispering to remind him.
Fu Yanye had to let her go, but only slowly. When she stood firm, he still held her waist to avoid hurting her.
But as soon as Zhuo Jian stood firm, he pushed him away, then turned around and walked to Cheng Qing: "Aren't you asleep?"
"Oh, I'll go to bed again."
Cheng Qing actually didn't understand anything, except that her brother seemed to say that he had to run away quickly when Dad and Mommy were on top of each other.
Fu Yanye was watching from the side with his hands on his hips, already very angry.
This kid is really good at finding the right time.
"Wait, are you having a nightmare? Ask your dad to put you to sleep."
"ah?"
Cheng Qing was obviously surprised and a little confused. Her innocent big eyes looked at Zhuo Jian and then at Fu Yanye.
Fu Yanye looked at Zhuo Jian with raised eyebrows in displeasure.
Want to push him out like this?
"Chengqing had a nightmare last time and had a high fever. Please go and stay with me."
She stepped back and watched Fu Yanye 'reason' with him.
Fu Yanye looked at her and sighed angrily when he saw her look like her plot had failed. However, looking at Cheng Qing's innocent and nervous look, he still walked over and said, "Let's go, I'll coax you first."
sleep."
"oh."
Cheng Qing actually almost shook his head.
But Fu Yanye had already held his hand, so he forgot to refuse.
"Well, good night, I wish you and your son good dreams."
Zhuo Jian stood close to the wall.
It turned out that both hands were behind her back to make room for them. When they both turned to leave, she raised her hands, somewhat gloating goodbye.
