"If you keep freezing me like this, I'm afraid I'm going to lose sleep."
Zhuo Jian sent a WeChat message to Zhang Mingliang while replying to him with difficulty.
Fu Yanye suddenly let go of her, but quickly straightened her shoulders. Her hair hung naturally after taking a shower, and her dark eyes seemed darker. He lay on her body and murmured: "Let me
My wife’s insomnia is her husband’s dereliction of duty.”
"I suddenly seemed to be sleepy again."
Zhuo Jian immediately understood what he said and quickly explained.
Fu Yanye had a smile in his black eyes and looked at her for a long time. He looked so uncomfortable that she refused again before continuing: "Didn't you send me an invitation on the phone? I even thought of a few scripts to act with you.
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"Um?"
"It's a script not suitable for children."
"What are you talking about? What did I invite you on the phone?"
Fu Yanye's thin lips came to her ear and whispered: "If you say you miss me, you invite me..."
After struggling until midnight, Mrs. Fu realized what it meant to be helpless.
At that time, it was obvious that she only deliberately said she missed him just to anger Lin Ruxiang.
He should also know, but...
Fu Yanye lay on her shoulder, kissing and murmuring: "Baby, why are you so great?"
"I'm almost exhausted from you, brother."
Zhuo Jian replied to him hoarsely.
"I'm not a big brother now, I'm just a husband."
Fu Yanye turned over her and held her in his arms, the ambiguous fire in his eyes continuing to shine.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, his eyes a little blurry.
She is really tired.
"Baby, you smell so good."
Fu Yanye asked her with his slender body.
"husband."
"Um?"
"While you are so interested tonight, why don't we make a princess?"
Zhuo Jian relaxedly hugged his neck and suggested to him.
Fu Yanye's body stiffened, and then he slowly ran away from her hand, "I'll rush over and come back to sleep with you."
After Zhuo Jian saw him leaving with his bare buttocks, she turned over and hugged his pillow, lying there and laughing.
She knew that he would not be able to do it as soon as she heard that she wanted to have a child.
but......
In fact, it would be nice to have a daughter.
Chengcheng is about to be one year old.
By then they can give Chengcheng a younger sister.
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When Zhuo Jian got up early the next morning, the father and son were still asleep, so she washed herself and quietly went downstairs.
She had planned last night that she would sleep until noon today, but ended up waking up early in the morning.
When I got to the kitchen, I rolled up my sleeves and opened the refrigerator.
Just when I was about to cook, the aunt from the old house came.
"Young Madam, you got up so early."
Auntie greeted her.
"Good morning, why are you here so early?"
Zhuo Jian asked curiously.
"The young master called last night and asked me to come over and make breakfast this morning."
"That's it, let's do it together."
Zhuo Jian felt that she hadn't cooked for a long time, and wanted to show off her skills to the father and son.
"OK."
Auntie put down the vegetable basket she brought next to her, and then took out the fresh green vegetables she had just bought.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously picked it up and smelled it, "It's so fresh."
"Really? The young master said that you like to eat vegetables, so let us find the freshest ones to buy."
The aunt said, rolling up her sleeves and getting ready to wash the vegetables.
Zhuo Jian actually felt warm when listening to these words. Sometimes he was very considerate and would remember what she liked to eat, what colors she liked, and what kind of weather she liked.
I hope they can understand each other more in their lives.
Thinking of how timid he looked last night, Zhuo Jian smiled happily and started preparing breakfast with her aunt with satisfaction.
After breakfast, Fu Yanye had to go to the factory and left early. Auntie wanted to take Chengcheng back to her old house. Before leaving, Zhuo Jian thought about it and suddenly called her, "Auntie."