I don't deserve your love

"My dear, hurry up."

Orange orange urged.

"..."

Fu Yanye understood that Zhuo Jian must be used to coaxing him to sleep and kissed him on the forehead helplessly.

For some reason, the image of Zhuo Jian kissing him suddenly appeared in his mind.

It is said that he had ruthlessly snatched Chengcheng from Zhuo Jian before. How could he be so ruthless?

Fu Yanye thought, he must also be out of breath.

But as a man, how can he bully a woman like that?

And she is such an important woman in my life.

Fu Yanye raised his hand and gently touched the back of Cheng Cheng's head.

But he was distracted for 2 minutes, and Cheng Cheng had already fallen asleep beside him, and he slept soundly.

Fu Yanye looked down at Cheng Cheng's sleeping appearance, and couldn't help but smile warmly in his eyes.

-

Zhuo Jian finished writing a manuscript, and after submitting it, she found an unread email in her mailbox. Seeing that the number was familiar, she clicked on it, and it turned out to be Sheng Xin.

Sheng Xin said: "Once again, I sincerely apologize, and please be blacklisted."

After reading it, Zhuo Jian put the phone aside, showing no resignation at all.

After lying down, seeing her two little sons sleeping so soundly, she soon fell into a dream.

Only later, in her dream, she dreamed of Lin Ruxiang.

"Do you think you can really hit me to death? I'm not afraid to tell you that I am immortal. Moreover, if I die, Yan Ye will never forgive you for the rest of my life. If you don't believe me, try it."

Lin Ruxiang was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at her with gloomy eyes, like a...

ghost?

Zhuo Jian suddenly opened her eyes, Lin Ruxiang's eyes could not be lingered in her mind for a long time.

Is that person Lin Ruxiang?

I always felt that that person had a different aura from Lin Ruxiang, but if it wasn't Lin Ruxiang, who could it be?

Is Lin Ruxiang really immortal?Or was she just a cat?

Cats have nine lives, and they won't die if they fall from a tall building.

What's more, Lin Ruxiang even had a heart change.

The next morning, she got up and went out with Chengqing in her arms. Fu Yanye went out with Chengcheng in her arms. The two of them looked at each other as soon as they raised their eyes.

Chengcheng greeted happily: "Mummy, good morning."

"Good morning baby."

As Zhuo Jian said, seeing Cheng Cheng pouted, she leaned over and kissed him.

Cheng Cheng smiled contentedly.

Fu Yanye frowned, what did he see just now?

This kid asked him for a forehead kiss, but asked him that a woman wants such an intimate kiss?

Don't you know the difference between men and women?

Fu Yanye looked at Zhuo Jian again, Zhuo Jian had already carried Cheng Qing and walked to the other side, ignoring him at all.

Chengcheng looked up at his father again, and thought: Hey, this man is so pitiful, Mommy ignores him.

Fu Yanye lowered his head, looked at him coldly, and reminded him with disgust: "Don't kiss your mommy's mouth in the future."

"why?"

Cheng Cheng looked at him with big innocent eyes, and asked her unsatisfied.

"There is a difference between men and women, you have grown up, understand?"

"..."

Cheng Cheng didn't understand, and nodded to him with a half-knowledge, as if it would be useless to say no.

Fu Yanye didn't say any more, there was a little guy in the master bedroom who was getting dressed, and he walked in with Chengcheng in his arms.

"Orange chestnut."

Chengcheng called his younger brother when he got to bed.

Fu Yanye frowned again. Yes, he still hasn't figured out which one is Chengqing and which one is Chengli. After hearing Chengcheng's call, he raised his hand to pick up Chengli's little hand and looked at the hanging on his wrist. There is indeed a chestnut on the small pendant.

How did this kid figure it out?

"Our young master is also very handsome today."

Auntie praised Cheng Li after dressing her.

"Hey, I'm still the most handsome."

Cheng Cheng tilted her head to look at Cheng Li, sighed, and muttered like a little adult.

Auntie and Fu Yanye both looked at him, then smiled helplessly.

Fu Yanye even raised his hand to wipe Cheng Cheng's little head, this kid is really, cute.

Later he went to the small kitchen on the second floor by himself, and saw that Zhuo Jian had prepared milk powder for Cheng Qing and just passed it to him. Cheng Qing was already holding the bottle and drinking milk, while she was leaning on the glazed table admiring her precious son, Fu Yanye glanced at Cheng Qing again, then walked over.

Zhuo Jian raised her eyes to meet him, and looked away with just one glance.

"morning."

Fu Yanye greeted her suddenly and leaned next to her.

Zhuo Jian's eyes moved, "Mr. Fu is early."

"..."

Fu Yanye turned to look at her, this woman is really, his explanation is useless to her?

She still doesn't believe him?

"Does your arm still hurt?"

Fu Yanye looked down at her arm, and held it gently.

Zhuo Jian immediately struggled back, then quickly turned around and walked out of the Liulitai, standing behind the corner with arms folded and looking at him: "Don't worry about it."

"you……"

Seeing her coquettish and unreasonable appearance, Fu Yanye sighed helplessly for a while, then raised his hand and squeezed the space between his brows.

Zhuo Jian was still angry at first, seeing him like that, her heart trembled, "What's wrong with you?"

"Headache."

Fu Yanye frowned and said.

Zhuo Jian was even more excited and immediately walked in front of him. While trying to see his face clearly, Fu Yanye lowered his head and ignored her.

"Why do you have a headache again? Come and sit down over there."

As Zhuo Jian said, she helped him to sit on the bar chair at the back.

Cheng Qing sat in the baby chair and drank milk, then stared at his parents with big innocent eyes.

His eyes were full of disappointment with his mother and helplessness towards his father.

"Let me see where it hurts, and I'll rub it for you."

Zhuo Jian whispered, holding his hand.Face.

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, but his face was still a little pale.

Zhuo Jian's worried thumb ran along the middle of his forehead to both sides.

The thin waist was suddenly held easily by two hands.

Zhuo Jian stopped moving, her clear eyes wanted to find out something from his eyes.

Fu Yanye said lightly: "Continue."

"Fu Yanye, don't lie to me."

Zhuo Jian reminded him while giving him a massage, but there was no anger in her words.

"Why did the headache lie to you?"

Fu Yanye asked again, but he just opened his legs and contained her inside.

Zhuo Jian lowered her head, feeling completely trapped by him.

Cheng Qing continued to drink her own milk, knowing the bottom line, she muttered: "Ma Ma."

Zhuo Jian turned her head, watched her son looking for her, and immediately looked at Fu Yanye and ordered: "Let go."

Fu Yanye was reluctant, opened his eyes and looked at her, and asked her: "Can you stop being angry? I swear I'm really not worried about her."

"But I'm just mad."

Zhuo Jian also expressed her thoughts.

She was just mad.

It seemed that whenever Lin Ruxiang's affairs were involved, she would get angry easily.

Obviously it was very bearable before.

What's going on now?

Fu Yanye looked at her impatiently, there was nothing he could do.

And in the end, he let her go and hug her son out of his sight.

-

After breakfast, the two drove to work separately. During the morning meeting, the senior management suddenly proposed, "Zhuo Jian, I have a temporary task for you to interview Ruxiang."

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked up at the high-ranking officer.

The colleague whispered in her ear: "It must be to create a topic."

"If you really don't want to, you can change, but it's best for you."

The higher-ups continued.