I don't deserve your love

"Yes."

Zhuo Jian looked at him and admitted childishly.

"Not long ago Su Bai became disabled in a car accident, Zhuo Jian..."

"What are you doing? Xingshi asking for guilt? Worried that Lin Ruxiang will be maimed by me?"

"..."

Fu Yanye was suddenly full of anger and didn't know where to vent it.

Zhuo Jian looked at him with anger in his eyes.

"Young lady, medicine."

Auntie came just in time with a bowl of traditional Chinese medicine, and put it on the tea table for Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian sat on the sofa, looked at the bowl of medicine, and said angrily, "Don't drink it."

"Young Madam, I didn't drink it last night. This medicine will only work if you persist."

The aunt carefully reminded her, and then glanced at Fu Yanye who was standing in front.

Fu Yanye clasped his waist with both hands helplessly, and then motioned for his aunt to back down.

After the aunt left, Fu Yanye walked up to her and sat down, and brought a bowl to her: "Drink the medicine first."

"Don't drink."

Zhuo Jian turned her head and ignored him.

"Why should I worry about her? I'm worried about you."

Fu Yanye explained helplessly.

Zhuo Jian's eyes drooped, and then she looked outside again, but she didn't want to look at him.

Every time she had an accident with Lin Ruxiang, he always cared about Lin Ruxiang.

This time too, as soon as I learned about the situation at that time, I questioned her like that.

"What will happen to me and my three sons if something happens to you?"

Fu Yanye explained patiently again.

When Zhuo Jian heard this, she lowered her eyes.

"I swear I'm not worried about her. Drink the medicine first, okay? It will be even worse when the medicine is cold."

"If you want to drink, you drink."

Those who are still angry are awkward and refuse to look back.

Fu Yanye had no choice but to get close to her, "Then I'll drink it into my mouth and feed you?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian's face blushed immediately, she turned around in anger and glared at him as he was about to get up.

"If you don't drink the medicine, you won't be allowed to go anywhere."

Fu Yanye restrained her with one hand, making her sit there unable to move.

Zhuo Jian only looked at him face to face this time, "I can drink the medicine, what do you mean?"

"I'm worried that something will happen to you. Su Bai, a man who can't move his legs, wants to commit suicide. What about you?"

"I do not know."

Zhuo Jian said to him willfully.

"That's why you didn't have an accident."

Fu Yanye said.

"I was almost disabled at the time, Fu Yanye, if you dare to kill me for Lin Ruxiang, we will end."

Zhuo Jian looked at him stubbornly, and said every word clearly, her eyes were blurred by the stabbing for no reason.

End?

Fu Yanye frowned, seeing how stubborn she was.

"If you don't believe me, let's wait and see."

After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, she took the bowl in his hand and drank the medicine.

Chinese medicine is bitter.

But this is the medicine prescribed by the best Chinese medicine doctor in China, and it is to make her body better.

One day, she suddenly understood that many things are beyond her control, but her body must be healthy.

So she endured the nasty bitter taste and quickly finished the medicine.

Fu Yanye looked at her and took the bowl.

Zhuo Jian leaned over and put the bowl directly on the coffee table.

Fu Yanye: "..."

"I've finished drinking, I'm going upstairs to sleep with my son."

"..."

"You, you are not allowed to go to the master bedroom."

Zhuo Jian stood up, looked down at him, and walked away from the sofa after speaking.

Fu Yanye suddenly leaned on the sofa tiredly.

"Auntie, is there any sugar? The medicine is so bitter."

Zhuo Jian went to the kitchen.

"I suffer?"

Fu Yanye took the pillow next to her and hugged her, feeling hopeless.

Half an hour later, Fu Yanye walked to the door of the bedroom, knocked lightly, and the door opened from the inside immediately.

Zhuo Jian opened the door, and stood inside holding the baby bottle, looking at him with big clear eyes, all indifferent, "You sleep in the guest room."

"Didn't we say that the children should sleep in their own rooms, and I'll go back to the bedroom? You can't let me sleep in the guest room just because I'm worried about your car accident, right? Does this make our wife feel bad?"

Fu Yanye looked at her with black eyes, and said to her in a good-tempered manner.

"Why should I be arrogant? But there is one thing I want to tell you, you used to like to pry open doors."

"Meaning, I can break open the door and get in?"

"If you dare to pry open the door, I will take my son...back to the old house."

Zhuo Jian almost said the words "Go back to her natal family", but then she thought that she had no natal family anymore, but Wang Yue promised to be her strong backing.

Fu Yanye looked at her and couldn't help chuckling.

This temper is stubborn enough.

"boom."

Then came the sound of a solid door closing.

Because the two sons were inside, she didn't use any strength, but Fu Yanye felt that it was too heavy.

How could he be an outsider again?

Chengcheng took the initiative to ask to sleep in her own room, holding the baby bottle and watching his father standing outside the master bedroom door, calling him: "Dad, let's sleep together."

Fu Yanye looked down at Chengcheng, and smiled helplessly, "Then dad will accompany you."

Chengcheng felt that he was the one who accompanied his poor father.

Fu Yanye stepped forward to hug him, and he held the bottle to drink milk. After giving his old father a glance, he suddenly put the pacifier on his old father's mouth.

Fu Yanye dodged backward reflexively.

"Dad drink."

Chengcheng held the bottle and delivered it directly to his nose.

"..."

Fu Yanye's facial features were distorted immediately.

"..."

Cheng Cheng was also stunned.

He soiled the nipple, woo hoo, he can't drink the milk, he hasn't had enough yet.

A few minutes later, Fu Yanye changed the pacifier for him again, and Cheng Cheng stood on the bed in his cartoon pajamas and gurgled milk while holding the bottle, and then he still couldn't help but look at his father a few times.

Dad is not happy.

Isn't dad happy when mom kicked him out?

While thinking about it, Chengcheng tried to give his father a sip of milk, but thinking that his pacifier was dirty by his father just now, he finally didn't give it away, and drank his own milk more cherished.

"Lie down by yourself first, I'll take a bath and come back with you."

"it is good."

Chengcheng agreed, and Fu Yanye went to take a bath.

But Fu Yanye didn't expect that when he came back after washing, Cheng Cheng was still sitting on the bed waiting for him, holding a children's picture book in his hand.

Fu Yanye walked in and asked him, "Are you not sleepy?"

"Sleepy, but I have to wait for Dad."

Chengcheng looked at his father with big innocent eyes and explained.

"..."

Fu Yanye looked at him with dark eyes, and suddenly his heart felt hot.

this kid.

Chengcheng put down the book, then turned around and climbed into the quilt, lay down on her own pillow, and then patted the pillow next to her.

His mother spends more time with him, but that doesn't mean he doesn't want to sleep with his father.

Fu Yanye looked at his little movements, wondering if he let his father sleep with him like this when he was a child, but he lay down anyway, with his hands gently on his shoulders, "Go to sleep."

"Good night Dad."

Cheng Cheng whispered.

"Good night."

Fu Yanye looked at him and said softly.

Cheng Cheng closed her eyes, but her long eyelashes trembled.

Looking at him like that, Fu Yanye always felt that he was waiting for something, but he didn't know what he was waiting for.

"Dad, kiss."

Chengcheng opened her eyes and pointed to her forehead.

"..."

It's okay to be kicked out of the master bedroom by a woman, but you have to be forced to kiss your son?