Zhuo Jian's face turned red and white with anger, and she glared at him.
"Mummy mummy."
A soft sound suddenly came from the bed. Zhuo Jian's heart softened, and then he looked away, glanced at the bed, then turned and walked towards the bed.
"Mother."
"Good morning, honey."
Zhuo Jian picked him up, kissed him gently on the face and said good morning.
Fu Yanye stood at the end of the bed and watched, gritting his teeth angrily.
"Daddy!"
Chengcheng suddenly muttered again.
Fu Yanye's eyes lit up and he immediately looked at the little thing in her arms.
"Daddy daddy!"
Chengcheng continued to shout.
Fu Yanye felt happy in her heart, and with a flash of sharpness in her eyes, she immediately walked forward, bent over and looked at the little thing in her arms: "My son called me."
"..."
Zhuo Jian didn't want to pay attention to him.
Fu Yanye stretched out his hand directly: "Give me a hug, he is not your son alone."
Zhuo Jian suddenly smelled a familiar smell of shit, then raised his eyes to look at him and said, "You should hug me."
Fu Yanye glanced at her and felt that she had been very rude to him in the past two days, but he said he wanted to hug her, so he reached out to hug her.
Zhuo Jian felt as if his heart had been touched by the bones on the back of his hand. She got out of bed with her head down in embarrassment and went to the bathroom.
Fu Yanye hugged Chengcheng and looked at it for a while. Chengcheng drooled and vomited: "Dad..."
"snort!"
Fu Yanye snorted proudly, hoping that you would be wise.
Chengcheng suddenly burst into tears, his eyes were red, and then he burst into tears.
At the same time, Fu Yanye felt something warm and soft on the arm holding his son's butt, and then there seemed to be something wrong with his sense of smell, as the surrounding area was smelly.
Then......
"Fu Chengqian."
Fu Yanye squeezed out Chengcheng's large size from his teeth, and then held Chengcheng's hand and moved it as far away from his arms as possible.
Wang Yue came in from the outside and saw her son holding her grandson like that, so she reflexively asked: "Pull it?"
When Fu Yanye heard the voice, he immediately felt like a savior. He turned to look at her and said with a smile: "Mom."
"Haha, I suddenly remembered that I haven't washed my face yet, you should do your work first."
Wang Yue rolled his eyes and left after saying that.
Fu Yanye: "..."
After a few minutes, Zhuo Jian came out after washing her face. Seeing that he was still holding Chengcheng, she said, "I'll do it."
Fu Yanye turned to look at her. Although she didn't meet his eyes, Fu Yanye still felt that she disliked him, so he immediately said, "No, I'll do it."
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him as he was about to go to the battlefield, then stepped aside and waited to see him coming.
In fact, it's not like I haven't done it before, but I don't know why, but I still hate it to death every time.
Later, Zhuo Jian saw how difficult it was for him, so she helped him get tissues, carry the trash can, and get dry diapers for her son to put on. Then when she was about to say something to praise him, Master Fu suddenly stood up.
I vomited and flushed to the toilet.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
This man cannot be praised.
But looking at the little baby who was already very happy on the bed, Zhuo Jian couldn't help but laugh: "He actually cares about you, he's just used to dislike others, don't take it seriously."
Chengcheng didn't understand, but when she heard her mother's voice, she cheered happily and finally clapped her two little hands together.
Fu Yanye took a bath, and when he came out, Wang Yue happened to hold the child out of the door, and Zhuo Jian also planned to leave.
