I don't deserve your love

"Mommy, are you feeling better?"

Chengcheng asked while shooting, he felt that his younger brothers didn't have the strength to shoot well, so he was very capable.

"It's much better, stop taking pictures, you guys go take a shower."

Zhuo Jian thought that if you pat me on the back again, I will be confused.

"Ok."

Chengcheng let go of her, and then looked at her younger brothers, "Then let's go upstairs."

Zhuo Jian looked at them, moved her eyes, and suddenly called out to Cheng Cheng, "Cheng Cheng, Mommy whispered to you."

"Whisper?"

Chengcheng flapped her eyelashes twice, then moved to her side, Zhuo Jian whispered in his ear.

Later, Cheng Cheng didn't quite understand and said: "Mommy, you can let Daddy take care of you, and it's good for the younger brothers to be taken care of by my big brother."

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian felt that something was wrong with this kid.

"Mommy, you are the girl who needs the most care in the family, and Dad is your husband, so he is exclusive to you alone."

"..."

The three brothers ran away quickly, but Zhuo Jian was sitting on the sofa depressed, why didn't this kid play cards according to common sense?

The ideal of letting the three brothers entangle Fu Yanye was disillusioned, but Zhuo Jian thought about it again, and then quietly went upstairs.

Fu Yanye was talking on the phone in the corridor, at the door of their master bedroom.

Zhuo Jian thought that he had gone to the princess room or the study room, so she couldn't move anymore, so she stood aside.

Fu Yanye turned his head to see her, but only gave her a casual look, and said to the phone: "You follow this matter first, if it doesn't work, I will go."

He hung up the phone, pushed the door open and entered the bedroom.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

This means, let her sleep in her daughter's room?

Yeah.

She remembered that it was like this one night before.

He didn't make things difficult for her the next day.

Could it be that he wanted to separate from her?

Zhuo Jian thought, it would be great if this is the case, and she can breathe a sigh of relief.

But just as she was going to her daughter's room, Cheng Cheng ran out from her younger brothers' room, "Mum, where are you going? That's your room."

"What is your room and my room?"

"Mommy, you've gone to the wrong place. Mommy, why can't you even find your own room?"

As Cheng Cheng said, she took Zhuo Jian's hand and led her to their master bedroom.

But she couldn't find a room.

Fu Yanye was not inside, it sounded like he was going to take a bath.

Cheng Cheng pushed Zhuo Jian in, "Mum, don't come out, I won't care about you if you get lost again."

"Hey, Fu Chengqian, what are you talking about?"

Zhuo Jian suspected that the kid was out of his mind.

And actually...

"boom."

The door was suddenly shut from the outside.

Then she heard the door lock seem to be twisted.

"Hey, Fu Chengqian, what are you doing? Open the door for me."

"Mum, good night."

Chengcheng is outside, with a very obedient voice.

"Hey, Cheng Bao, open the door quickly, Mommy has something to tell you."

Zhuo Jian is going crazy, there is definitely something wrong with that kid.

How could she be locked in here?

The butler and aunt next to him gave Chengcheng a thumbs up, Chengcheng handed the key to the butler, and then asked in a low voice: "Grandpa, will Mommy and Dad be together?"

"Not once, let's do it a few more times."

Auntie couldn't help sniggering as she spoke.

I have to admit, this trick is too bad.

However, no matter how much you lose, you have to use it.

When Fu Yanye came out of the shower, he saw Zhuo Jian at the door who was angry with someone, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Hearing his voice, Zhuo Jian turned around reflexively, but was a little angry when she looked at him, "Your son locked the door."

"my son?"

Fu Yanye questioned.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"Just my son?"

Fu Yanye was wearing pajamas, and he really asked that sentence.

Zhuo Jian was so teased that she couldn't speak, but just stood at the door and continued to be angry.

What should she do?

"Go take a shower first."

Fu Yanye glanced at her again, and after reminding her, he went to the bedside to check on his mobile phone.

Zhuo Jian saw him standing there looking at his phone, but felt uneasy.

Of course, they are husband and wife.

What's a shower?

Insignificant little acts.

But once you decide to separate, you will feel uncomfortable in the same space again.

Zhuo Jian scratched her hair from the side of her face and tucked it behind her ears, and said in a low voice, "I won't sleep with you."

Fu Yanye looked at her with his mobile phone, and took another deep look at her with his gloomy black eyes.

That glance was breathtaking.

It's just that Zhuo Jian didn't raise her eyes, and went straight to the bathroom while avoiding his eyes.

Fu Yanye didn't know what kind of psychology he was in, so he sighed helplessly and then smiled.

She forgot to take her pajamas.

Before long, he had many times when she was confused like this.

There are still many good memories.

Did she forget all about it?

He put down the phone casually, and then looked at the double bed. He didn't know how many times he made her cry coquettishly here, and then?

Did they forget it?

He lay on the bed, and went through all these years in his mind.

From the night when she returned to China, they met for the first time. At that time, she was about to give up because of a paper agreement, but in the end she held a wedding with him and had Cheng Bao.

He could handle her back then, but now he wants to let it go?

The coquettishness and sweet smile on her face at that time suddenly appeared in Fu Yanye's mind, as well as the eccentric spirit that is rare now, and her heart suddenly seemed to be filled with honey.

However, I suddenly thought of that trip to Hainan, thought of her saying that I would never see her again in this life, thought of her leaving him with her son...

The warmth on his face quickly turned cold.

Zhuo Jian had already reached under the shower, only to realize that she didn't take her pajamas.

"Calm down, be sure to be calm."

People who have been soaked can only wash themselves clean while comforting themselves.

Later, I wrapped my towel around and dried my hair in front of the mirror. After half an hour of dawdling, my hair was completely blown.

But going out like this is too much like a refusal and a welcome.

But if you don't go out, you can't spend a night here, right?

"Knock knock."

The door was knocked from the outside, and she turned to look at the door panel.

"Fu Yanye?"

She stood at the door and asked cautiously.

"Ah."

Fu Yanye thought to himself, who else could be in this room besides him?

Zhuo Jian didn't know that she seemed to be less nervous, and asked softly against the door: "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

"Zhuo Jian, I'm here to give you pajamas."

Fu Yanye was holding her favorite silk pajamas in her hand.

is purple.

Zhuo Jian didn't move, but suddenly her face became a little hot.

Yes, how could he not find out?

She ran so fast, he was so observant.

Zhuo Jian thought for a while, and gently opened the door a crack.

Fu Yanye glanced to the side when he heard the voice, and then saw her beautiful and soft little hand, and a part of her arm that made him want to move.

Feeling the pajamas in her hand, Zhuo Jian breathed a sigh of relief, and said quickly when closing the door: "Thank you."

It's just that the sound of closing the door was too fast and crisp, overpowering the thank you.

Fu Yanye stood at the door, bowed his head and smiled wryly, and murmured: "You're welcome."