I don't deserve your love

"I am back!"

Silly words, the corners of his mouth curved into a smile, his dark eyes quickly moved from her face to the boy in her arms, and then suddenly frowned, when her heart was beating like thunder towards him, Suddenly, he frowned unhappily and asked, "Why is it green?"

"..."

While hugging her chubby baby son, Zhuo Jian looked at him seriously, his breath smelled of alcohol, and his whole body seemed to have a drunken aura, she frowned a little unhappy : "How much did you drink?"

Fu Yanye was pinching the tail of his son's pajamas and looking at it. It didn't matter if he was unhappy. Hearing her question, he subconsciously turned his head to look at her again: "Two or three cups."

"Two or three cups?"

Zhuo Jian's pink lips moved, expressing her disapproval of his two or three cups.

"Or three or four cups, you ask Su Bai and Yan Zheng, they insist on me drinking."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned back 180 degrees, and fell on Chengcheng's children's bed in an instant.

Cheng Cheng watched his bed being occupied in a blink of an eye, and suddenly burst into tears.

When Zhuo Jian heard her son cry, her heart was about to break. She shook and coaxed her, while looking at Fu Yanye, trying to wake him up, but Cheng Cheng closed her eyes tightly, her eyebrows were red, and she couldn't help feeling distressed. Coax him first: "Baby don't cry, don't cry, Dad is drunk."

Drunk?

The person lying on the bed turned sideways and continued to get drunk.

Zhuo Jian looked at him like that and suddenly didn't know what to do, but Wang Yue ran in when she heard Cheng Cheng crying. Seeing Fu Yanye lying on the bed and her grandson crying again, her heart ached and she hugged Cheng Cheng Cheng asked, "What happened to him?"

"Brother Su Bai said he drank too much."

Zhuo Jian whispered, and couldn't help but look at him again.

Why do you have to drink too much?

An adult, can't control himself then?

Of course, she will be willful sometimes, but now she is not happy, this is in the old house.

If he went to Shengyuan, she wouldn't be bothered to be angry.

"Oh, my darling, don't cry, grandma will take you to play."

Wang Yue coaxed Cheng Cheng to carry him outside, then turned her head again: "You put him to sleep in the bedroom, what's the matter sleeping in Cheng Cheng's room?"

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"I'll take Chengcheng away, and sleep with me and your dad tonight."

Wang Yue said and left directly.

Chengcheng stopped crying immediately after being taken away by grandma.

Wang Yue glanced at him, couldn't help but grinned and muttered: "Little clever ghost, just thunder but no rain, did you shed tears? Ah?"

Of course it didn't fall off, I squeezed it several times, but it didn't come out.

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, he was so tall, how could she get him away?

Zhuo Jian wanted to leave, but she was afraid that the elders would be sad when they saw it, so she turned to look at him, and finally walked back.

But as soon as the voice came out, it was dull, "Fu Yanye, go back to your room and sleep."

Fu Yanye didn't move.

Zhuo Jian looked at him again in disappointment, the two of them were left in the room, if he wasn't drunk, he shouldn't pretend, right?

"Fu Yanye."

She cried out again, her eye sockets getting hotter and hotter.

She hated being alone like this.

"Chengcheng just peed on the bed and I haven't had time to change it for him, can't you feel it?"

She lowered her eyebrows and looked at him without moving, and then said this in a low voice, and then Fu Yanye crawled up two seconds later.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

It felt like he was faking it.

He must have drunk a lot this time, but he wasn't so drunk that he fell asleep.

Zhuo Jian felt that he had never been so drunk, his eyes could not lie.

Standing by the bed, Fu Yanye moved his eyes, wanting to look at her, but in the end he only looked down at his clothes, and found that it was dry, and then turned his head to look at the bed, it was also clean, so he couldn't help but look at Zhuo Jian :"you are lying?"

"You haven't?"

each other.

Still have the nerve to question her?

Zhuo Jian glanced at him complainingly, then turned around and went to the door, opened the door that was already open a little wider, and said softly, "Mr. Fu, please."

Fu Yanye looked at the wide open door, and then looked at her heavily with drunken eyes: "I'll sleep in my son's room, you go to sleep in the master bedroom."

"That's fine too."

Zhuo Jian nodded and was about to leave, but suddenly thought of Wang Yue's words, Wang Yue thought he was drunk, if he came to see him in the children's room again and found him still there, would he blame her?

Zhuo Jian immediately turned her head and stood inside again, gently holding her small waist with one hand, and bowing out with the other: "President Fu should sleep in the master bedroom."

Boss Fu was called by her, just like the young master Ye used to say, it made his heart ache.

Fu Yanye took a few steps in front of her leisurely with his long legs, and stopped suddenly when he was two steps away, and imitated her, with his hands on his hips, and then looked at her with dark eyes. , I don’t know how much more awake than just now, and said: “You should go, Chengcheng’s bed is too small, you can’t sleep well.”

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at him eagerly, and then looked at her son's 1.5-meter bed. That bed can be called a good single bed. It's no problem for her to sleep alone, let alone uncomfortable.

It was said that the bed was worth hundreds of thousands, and Zhuo Jian didn't know whether the bed was made of gold or silver. In short, it was absolutely comfortable, but he was taller, so it might not be suitable.

"You'd better go to sleep in the master bedroom, this bed is indeed too small for you."

Zhuo Jian said.

Fu Yanye looked at her, and after a long time, when she was a little impatient, she suddenly said: "But I would prefer you to live better."

Zhuo Jian looked at him again speechlessly, what's wrong with this family?

Couldn't fault a single floor.

"Go quickly, when mom comes over later and sees you still here, she thinks I don't love you."

Distraught, Zhuo Jian revealed her original intention of letting him go.

Fu Yanye stared at her for a moment, then suddenly smiled, and asked her, "So I'm not worried that I can go back to the master bedroom because I'm worried that I won't sleep well here, but because I'm worried that I'll be scolded by my mother?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian didn't want to talk to him anymore, and went around behind him to push him away.

Fu Yanye turned around easily when he walked to the door, Zhuo Jian lowered his head, and suddenly put his hand on his heart, feeling a different feeling in his hand, when she raised her eyes, she saw Fu Yanye was facing him , immediately withdrew his hand: "Hurry up and go."

"I just wanted to say goodnight."

Fu Yanye looked at her, his eyes seemed to be uncontrollable.

Zhuo Jian, who was watching, was in a hurry, and after a long while, he quickly said: "Good night."

"Good night."

Fu Yanye didn't move, still looking at her.

Zhuo Jian couldn't bear it anymore, her old face blushed, she didn't know what to do, and she didn't dare to yell at him at the door, so she raised her hand to pinch his arm and pushed him out, then closed the door.

Fu Yanye stood at the door, watching her relentlessly close the door with black eyes, and then sighed helplessly.

Failed to pretend to be drunk.