As soon as Zhuo Jian read the message, Fu Yanye frowned next to her and asked, "What good things can she give you?"
"Have you forgotten what she does?"
Zhuo Jian asked him in a good mood.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, frowned and said, "I suspect that you two want to murder me."
"..."
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look down at the person who was lying down, and raised her hand to touch his face: "Don't worry, Mr. Ye, your wife will not break the law."
Fu Yanye pulled her into his arms and murmured: "Auntie, you just deliberately provoked me, didn't you?"
A look or a small move can drive him crazy.
"yes!"
Zhuo Jian was just joking, but who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, he turned over and pinned her down, "Yes? Really? I'll let you do it again."
"Ah, Fu Yanye, it's so itchy."
"You are the one itching."
"Forgive me, I was wrong."
"Call husband."
"husband."
Suddenly, the busy space became quiet.
Fu Yanye sat on her waist, looking at her red face that was tickled by him, and her soft begging for mercy echoed in his ears for a long time.
Has she finally let it go?
Fu Yanye stopped, his chest heaving, and he stared at her for a long time.
Zhuo Jian was also confused.
She just called him husband again?
Zhuo Jian wanted to seal her mouth to prevent herself from going back to the stupid, easy-to-get-hurt look she once had.
But he suddenly leaned down, kissed her lips passionately, and murmured, "Baby, call her again."
"Call me husband again, okay?"
He was so eager to hear her name "husband". Every time she called him "husband", it seemed as if she was giving him her heart.
"Fu Yanye."
Her voice was still soft, but she was accusing.
How can a person be so greedy?
Fu Yanye looked down at her lips again and rubbed them gently: "Don't you want to scream?"
Zhuo Jian felt it was difficult to breathe, so she put her arms around his neck, gently held the black hair on the back of his head and begged softly: "I'm a little sleepy."
"The last sound."
"Husband, I'm sleepy."
Zhuo Jian thought, maybe it was too quiet this night.
Then she couldn't help but fall into his warm voice.
"Then go to sleep, good night."
Fu Yanye kissed her forehead gently, rolled off her body, and took her into his arms.
"Good night."
His voice was already muffled, and he soon fell into a drowsy state.
——
The next day was a nice day, and Fu Yanye went out beforehand.
After breakfast, the old lady called Zhuo Jian into the room and asked her: "Jian Jian, dear, can grandma still see the little princess born?"
"Of course, grandma, I guarantee you will be able to see the little princess being born."
Zhuo Jian sat next to her and assured her happily and gently.
Making elders happy is actually very simple.
When the old lady heard what she said, she held her hand movedly, "Our dear Jian Jian is still sensible. That brat A Ye is so heartbreaking."
"Grandma, don't worry, I have the final say on this matter."
Well, even she didn't believe it herself.
But as soon as grandma smiled, she knew her words were useful.
As for Fu Yanye, let's find a way.
Wang Yue came into the room and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Zhuo Jian's words, "Your grandma and I both want to see you have a baby born as soon as possible. You two are young and will not miss work. We will take good care of the baby after giving birth."
Your body can be busy with your work, Jian Jian, next time you give birth to a baby, mom will definitely give you a huge reward."