I don't deserve your love

"Mother."

Cheng Cheng sat in the middle of the big bed, turned around and saw her when she heard the door rang, and crawled towards her while shouting happily.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Fu Yanye put on his nightgown, got up together, picked up Chengcheng casually into his arms, let him sit on him, and looked up at the dull woman standing at the door.

"What? Don't know your husband and your son?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian stood at the door holding his breath and didn't dare to move for a long time.

Almost thought I was hallucinating.

He is back.

Not back for Christmas?

She forgot that it was true that this was an old house, and that it was true that the person on the bed was him.

But why doesn't he come back as he said every time?

Under the light, his long legs were exposed from the nightgown, and Zhuo Jian was too embarrassed to go any further, so she asked in a low voice, "When did you come back?"

"afternoon."

Fu Yanye hugged Chengcheng and replied to her.

"Mom, mom hug, dad, let go."

Cheng Cheng felt uncomfortable being hugged by Fu Yanye, he wanted to find his mother to hug him, find his mother to hug him.

Mom's body softened so much, and Dad hurt his bones.

But Fu Yanye just didn't let go, he was dying of anxiety, so he could only shout: "Mom, mom, come, hold Chengcheng."

Only then did Zhuo Jian walk forward again, thinking that she still had something to ask for his approval in the future, she became bolder as she walked.

Fu Yanye felt that she was not willing at all.

If he hadn't held his son, she wouldn't have been so close to him.

Zhuo Jian walked to his bed and reached out to hug Cheng Cheng, but accidentally touched his exposed hot arm, her face blushed, and she hugged Cheng Cheng: "You miss your mother, don't you? Give me a kiss."

She was standing beside his bed, hugging his son and wanting to kiss him.

Ah!

Cheng Cheng hugged her very actively, and kissed her several times in a row. Seeing Zhuo Jian smiling happily, he added a few more kisses.

Fu Yanye: "..."

Why is his wife's face covered with saliva, she's so dirty.

Fu Yanye was ignored for too long, got up by herself, took paper from the paper box, and told her: "Don't move."

Zhuo Jian had just turned around, and his hand had reached her face with the paper.

"..."

what is he doing

Zhuo Jian looked at him suspiciously.

"The saliva is full of bacteria."

Fu Yanye knew what she was thinking by looking at her eyes, and gave her an answer.

Zhuo Jian looked at him more speechlessly for a few seconds, and after regaining consciousness, she switched Cheng Cheng to hug him and encouraged him to keep a distance: "Since you're back, I'll take you to another room to sleep."

"Which one is the other?"

Fu Yanye asked her annoyedly.

Just come back so late.

It's fine if you don't look at him when you come back.

Are you going to sleep in another room?

He's been gone for so long, is she still like this?

"Chengcheng also has its own children's room, you know."

Zhuo Jian was about to leave after speaking.

Fu Yanye took Chengcheng away from her arms directly: "My son is sleeping with me now."

Zhuo Jian turned her head to look at him, and seeing how serious he was, she put her hands in her pockets and nodded: "Okay, then I'll go to the guest room."

"Zhuo Jian, let's talk."

"Zhuo Jian?"

Hearing Fu Yanye's name, Chengcheng called out excitedly.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Fu Yanye also frowned, what's the matter with this kid?

"You are not allowed to call your parents by their names, do you understand?"

Fu Yanye put Chengcheng on the bed and reminded him seriously.

Chengcheng is not afraid of him at all now, and looked at him and called out innocently: "Fu Yanye."

Fu Yanye gasped angrily, and turned to look at her, "I haven't asked you yet, did you speak ill of me to him?"

"Where do I have it?"

Zhuo Jian immediately refuted in shock.

"No?"

Fu Yanye didn't believe it at all.

"Then he called me by my name just now. Could it be that you spoke ill of me to him?"

"Am I that kind of person?"

Fu Yanye expressed doubts, and the woman didn't trust him.

"Well, I'm not that kind of person either."

Zhuo Jian was so guilty that she didn't dare to look at him anymore and wanted to leave.

But as soon as he turned his head, his wrist was held by him.

The palms of his hands are also hot, which is especially precious in this winter.

However, she is used to warming the bed by herself.

So her wrist twirled in his palm: "Let go."

"Let's talk before you go."

"What are you talking about? My son is still here."

Zhuo Jian asked him awkwardly.

Chengcheng just sat on the bed and watched his parents being entangled, and couldn't understand. Are they fighting?Not quite.

But it's not about cuddling and kissing?

Cheng Cheng suddenly clapped her hands, "Kiss, mom and dad kiss."

"..."

Zhuo Jian thought she was hallucinating and looked at her son in disbelief.

Fu Yanye also glanced at him, and said to Zhuo Jian with a sneer: "My son wants us to kiss, we need to satisfy him, right?"

"do not want!"

As soon as Zhuo Jian said that, he had already grabbed her head and kissed her on the face.

Zhuo Jian's face turned red and white in anger, and she couldn't help asking: "Why did you kiss me? I didn't agree."

"Are you going to disappoint your son?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

"I……"

"Do you like to let your son see that our relationship is not good? And then create a psychological shadow on him?"

"..."

Another psychological shadow, Zhuo Jian was annoyed, had nothing to say, turned around and left.

This time Fu Yanye was not in a hurry to stop her, but turned to look at the precious son on the bed, "You are sensible."

Chengcheng is very good at finding comfort by herself, and soon she hugged her little feet and lay on the bed, rolled around to find a comfortable position, and called him softly: "Dad, come here."

Fu Yanye: "..."

Just reached out to touch his lips.

Just thinking about when he kissed her last time, he was disturbed by his son.

I have to admit that during this period of time, he really realized one thing deeply.

The importance of this kid is really extraordinary.

Fu Yanye walked over unhurriedly with his long legs, looked at him with his hands crossed for a while, and smiled subconsciously.

The father and son met eyes, Chengcheng's shy Gulu rolled around again, with his back turned to him.

Fu Yanye sighed softly, suddenly remembered that this kid had such a thrilling experience at such a young age, and felt guilty for a while, so he picked him up and put him under the quilt, and said softly, "Go to bed early, okay?"

Chengcheng rubbed against his arms, turned over and found a warmer position in his arms, and fell asleep.

He used to think that his heart would soften only when a woman was in his arms.

It turns out that this kid can too.

-

Zhuo Jian didn't want to sleep in the guest room, but went to Cheng Cheng's children's room.

I took a shower, washed my face, wiped my face with children's cream, and then went out.

Ok?

Someone standing in front of the nightstand?

It seems to be Fu Yanye?

Fu Yanye heard the footsteps and didn't move for a long time, so he turned his head and glanced.

Zhuo Jian only had a big bath towel around her body.

Don't blame her, the clothes and pajamas are all in the master bedroom.

Fu Yanye's sharp phoenix eyes looked at her, and after looking at her, he put his gaze away without any trace...