Zhen Zhen nodded, then opened the door and got out of the car.
Su Bai drove away immediately. She turned around and walked inside while taking out her mobile phone to call Zhang Mingli, "Ms. Zhang, I may have said the wrong thing today. Can you tell me more about Mr. Su and his friends?"
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She didn't want to make such a stupid mistake next time.
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Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye returned to Shengyuan, along with Xiao Chengcheng.
But there is an extra stroller in the bedroom.
After dinner, Fu Yanye worked on the installation until almost ten o'clock. Finally, it was installed. He sat cross-legged on the ground and smiled with satisfaction when he looked at the result of nearly two hours of hard work.
Chengcheng has fallen asleep in Zhuo Jian's arms.
The couple were lying on the bed. Zhuo Jian gently hugged Chengcheng and looked at Fu Yanye, asking: "Our bed is so big, is it necessary to use this small bed? Especially now that it is autumn, it will be cold at night.
It will be warmer if he sleeps with us."
Fu Yanye turned to look at the woman lying on the bed. She was wearing thin pajamas and pajamas. She had a perfect figure that made him proud. He said, "Of course there will be a woman to warm his bed in the future, but she shouldn't be my woman."
Zhuo Jian looked at him speechlessly.
Fu Yanye got up, climbed onto the bed and kissed her across Chengcheng, "I'm going to take a shower, and you make the bed for him, okay?"
"good."
Zhuo Jian agreed.
"So good."
Fu Yanye happily rewarded her with another forehead kiss, and then left reluctantly.
Zhuo Jian sighed helplessly, thinking, how old am I, and yet I am still being judged obediently.
But the most important thing is to make his son’s bed.
She got up and went to the children's room to find a small mattress and quilt and brought them to the room.
When Fu Yanye finished taking a bath, she had already made the small bed and gently placed her son in it.
Zhuo Jian thinks this little bed is very cute.
Suddenly I remembered that when I was a child, her little bed left home when she was eleven or twelve years old, and was given by her mother to another aunt's child.
But that family seems to have been abroad for many years and has no contact with them anymore.
I'm afraid it's not uncommon for people to contact her. After all, the Zhuo family has already done that.
In fact, the small bed is quite good.
She whispered softly: "You can roll around here freely. Don't worry about your parents accidentally crushing you while they are asleep."
Fu Yanye walked to the small bed, hugged Zhuo Jian from behind, looked at the boy who was still sleeping soundly inside, and asked her: "If I had known better, I would have let him sleep in the small bed earlier, right?"
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, "Are you so intolerant of our son?"
"Only room for you."
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, and after saying that, he kissed the side of her face hard.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help it, she already knew his temper.
"Madam, let's go to bed early."
Fu Yanye whispered in her ear, his thin lips slowly moved down behind her ear, and he kissed her neck without stopping.
Zhuo Jian felt uncomfortable being kissed by him and whispered: "How about we change rooms?"
"don't want."
Fu Yanye picked her up from the ground as he spoke, looking straight at her with his dark eyes, "I'm in my room."
The guy who wants to go out should be that kid.
Now you have to be careful in everything you do to him, which is enough to give you face.
Zhuo Jian hugged him, seeing how childish he was, and raised her hand to touch the back of his head: "Sometimes you look really childish."
"Well, you said I was naive before."
Fu Yanye didn't refute, he carried her to the bed and put her down. He lay on her side and started kissing her again.
Zhuo Jian pushed his shoulder gently and reminded in a low voice: "Turn off the light first."
Fu Yanye raised his hand and turned off the light again, and asked her in a low and hoarse voice in the darkness: "Are you awake like this? My dear wife."