Fu Yanye gently pressed her lips, and even wanted to launch a powerful offensive, but he still had sense and left as soon as he touched her.
He pressed his forehead against hers, "Jian Jian, I feel at ease only if you are in this home."
Zhuo Jian closed her eyes lightly, and at this moment, she suddenly woke up.
Fu Yanye is her doom.
It's the kind of disaster that she can't avoid in her whole life.
What is the only thing she can do before he lets him go?
The doorbell suddenly rang twice.
Then there was a voice they were all familiar with.
"Where is baby Jian Jian? Is she upstairs?"
Wang Yue spoke loudly, and before entering the door, he deliberately pressed the doorbell twice before opening the door himself because he was afraid of catching the young couple having sex with each other.
Of course, it's fortunate that she is like this.
Fu Yanye reluctantly left her and murmured: "The Queen Mother is unstoppable."
Zhuo Jian couldn't help laughing after hearing this.
Fu Yanye also laughed, but his voice was still very low: "I'll go take a look."
He let go of her, stood up, and walked to the door.
Sure enough, it was Wang Yue.
Fu Yanye stood against the doorframe, sighed reluctantly, and turned to look at the woman inside.
"Don't move."
Fu Yanye saw her getting out of bed and reminded her nervously.
Zhuo Jian stood up wearing slippers. The elders were here. It wasn't like she couldn't get out of bed, so how could she not move.
Behind Wang Yue, there was an aunt holding Chengcheng. As soon as Wang Yue came up, she looked straight at the person beside the bed: "Baby, why are you up? Lie down quickly."
"Mom, I'm fine."
Zhuo Jian was afraid that she would worry.
"What's good? People who have just been discharged from the hospital should lie back down quickly."
Wang Yue said and entered the door.
He didn't even look at his son.
Chengcheng, on the other hand, saw Fu Yanye in her aunt's arms and immediately called: "Dad."
Fu Yanye raised his eyes to look at him and saw that he was leaning forward to hug him, so he took him.
"Does the wound still hurt now? I'm really scared to death. That brat won't let us see you. Your grandparents, father, and those handymen are all thinking about you."
Wang Yue sat by the bed, covered Zhuo Jian with a quilt, and started chatting with Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian did not expect that everyone in the old house would know about her injury.
Fu Yanye carried Chengcheng and walked over to where he was sleeping. He put Chengcheng on the bed and said, "The doctor said she needs to rest."
"Why don't you leave her body every day if she wants to rest?"
Wang Yue asked him.
"There must always be someone left by her side to take care of her, and I am undoubtedly the most suitable one."
her husband.
Fu Yanye was proud of his status.
Zhuo Jian saw Chengcheng crawling towards her and reached out to hug her.
Fu Yanye glanced at her and whispered: "You are not strong now and cannot be hugged."
Zhuo Jian then remembered that her wound was not yet intact, and raised her hand to gently touch Cheng Cheng's hair.
Chengcheng sat up next to her, raised his head and smiled silly at her, then climbed onto her lap again.
"Our little baby calls mommy every day. He will definitely be a filial son in the future."
Wang Yue also touched Chengcheng's head, feeling happy no matter how he looked at it.
"Really? Has our baby been looking for mommy?"
Zhuo Jian felt soft after hearing this. Because she was leaning on the bedside, she thought it was okay to hug him, so she said to Fu Yanye, "Put him on my lap."