His legs are also inconvenient, so how can he take two babies out?
Fu Xixi was worried, and only now did she realize that she also had stress disorder due to the previous kidnapping.
She took out her cell phone and dialed quickly.
"Beep...beep..." Every sound that sounded was beating her heart.
"Hello?" It wasn't until the man's magnetic and pleasant voice sounded safely that she breathed a sigh of relief:
"Brother Ye, where are you and the babies?"
Bo Zhanye answered truthfully: "The old man is ill, so I came to see him at my old house."
"Are you home? Take a shower and rest first. I'll be back soon."
I see.
Fu Xixi's hanging heart finally calmed down, but... "Master, how is his health? Why didn't you inform me or take me back with you?"
Bo Zhanye paused for a moment, and his voice became obviously deeper and more serious:
"I don't want you to come to the old house. If the old man wasn't in good health, he wouldn't have brought the children back."
Fu Xixi understood.
She knew that although Bo Zhanye grew up in the Bo family, he hated the things, environment, and people there.
Especially after the death of my mother, I was even more scornful.
He didn't want to go back, and he didn't want her and the child to get involved. She even remembered that he didn't even let anyone from the Fu family come to visit her during her confinement period.
She felt warm in her heart and thanked him for protecting her so much.
I also feel a little heavy, feeling sorry for him because of his bad childhood and past.
"Okay, I understand. Slow down on your way back and pay attention to safety." Fu Xixi finished speaking softly and hung up the phone.
After that, go take a shower, clean up the room, and prepare his gifts carefully and patiently.
Bo Zhan worked hard all night and didn't come back until twelve o'clock in the evening.
When they came back, the four children were already asleep. Mo Nanxi carried little Mo Yaya into the children's room, and then pushed Fu Jiuyexi to the door of the master bedroom:
"Master Jiu, do you need me to stay?"
Bo Zhanye raised his lips: "No, go back and rest."
They said they were going back, but in fact, Mo Nanxi's house was moved next door to theirs.
"Okay, call anytime if you need anything." He left in a low voice.
Bo Zhanye pushed the child's stroller into the master bedroom. The room was lit with soft wall lamps. The little woman was already lying on the bed and asleep. Her posture was not elegant, but quite cute.
Afraid of waking her up, he quietly went to the next room to take a shower, and after nearly half an hour, he lay down next to her.
To his surprise, there was something on his waist.
Bo Zhanye reached out and took it out, only to find a long gift box with a delicate belt and light beige tie inside.
There is a note beside it: [My dear husband, thank you for your hard work~ Thank you for taking good care of me and my baby. This is a gift I personally completed for you.
They say that belts and ties are meant to capture a man's heart, yes, I do too.
I want to be with you forever and ever.
Love your wife, Xiaoxi.]
The writing is beautiful and the language is sweet.
Bo Zhanye's eyes looked soft, and his heart couldn't help but feel soft, like ice and snow melting.
He picked up the belt and tie and touched them carefully. The styles were obviously similar, but he couldn't tell how much he liked them.
After a few seconds, he put away his things, turned around, hugged the little woman, and kissed her again and again on the side of her face and neck.
"Well..." Fu Xixi was woken up and opened her hazy sleepy eyes. After seeing the man's exquisite three-dimensional face, she naturally turned over, hugged him, kissed him on the face, and then continued to sleep
In his arms:
"Husband, I'm so sleepy, hold me to sleep."
Lazy and well-behaved, she looks like a clingy little two-month-old kitten.