I don't deserve your love

"Huh? Uh... Who is Feifei?"

Zhuo Jian thought for a while, then stepped back and asked curiously.

"classmate."

Cheng Cheng's face suddenly turned red, and she didn't dare to look at Mummy anymore.

Seeing his expression, Zhuo Jian only said softly: "Oh!"

She walked out slowly, as if nothing happened.

Fu Yanye looked at his son disappointedly, this kid is really...

so stupid.

The topic was easily changed by his mother.

"Daddy, you can sleep with Chengcheng too."

Seeing that he was unhappy, Chengcheng immediately said to him.

"Hmph, thank you."

Fu Yanye said expressionlessly while bathing him.

Hearing his father say thank you, Chengcheng suddenly smiled with a sense of accomplishment, and then became serious again.

Yes, father and son have the same face, and they can recognize them wherever they go.

Zhuo Jian was taking two little ones to sleep when someone knocked on the door from the outside, she turned to look, "What's the matter?"

At the half-open door, Fu Yanye leaned against the door frame, staring at her with black eyes for a while, "It's okay."

Zhuo Jian gave him a speechless look, then covered the quilts of the two sweethearts, got out of bed, took her pajamas and went to the bathroom.

Fu Yanye put his arms around his chest, walked in consciously, sat down by the bed, and turned to look at the twin sons.

He couldn't deny that that woman was really great.

Such a thin and small body can actually give birth to twins.

And the appearance of this pair of twins is also excellent.

Of course, he is still very proud of genes.

Both of them are very good-looking and excellent people.

Just as Fu Yanye was thinking, suddenly there was a familiar sound of running water in the bathroom, and his breathing couldn't help but stagnate.

The woman is taking a bath.

When was the last time he looked at her?

It seems to be the last life.

After Zhuo Jian came out of the bath and saw him lying on the side of the bed, she raised her chin and looked inside. The children had already fallen asleep, as if they were sleeping, her heart softened involuntarily, and then her hands lightly Lightly poked his arm.

Fu Yanye looked at her in a blink of an eye, "Huh?"

"Go to the guest room."

Zhuo Jian looked at him with clear eyes and ordered seriously.

Fu Yanye turned his head and looked at his son enjoying himself again, "No."

"are you going?"

Zhuo Jian was angry and asked again.

"Don't go."

"Fu Yanye."

"..."

He simply remained silent.

Anyway, the children were asleep, so she didn't dare to make noise.

Zhuo Jian raised her hand to pull on his sleeve, but suddenly found that the mobile phone on the bedside table was turned on.

an unfamiliar number.

She picked it up and looked at it. After confirming that she didn't recognize her, she picked it up in doubt after a while: "Hello?"

"Hi, I'm Ruxiang."

"..."

Zhuo Jian's face turned cold instantly.

When Fu Yanye heard her speak suddenly, he glanced at her and saw that she was answering the phone, but she remained silent for a long time, and gradually felt a bad premonition in her heart.

Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye coldly, and asked the person on the phone, "What's up in the middle of the night?"

"Of course I called you because I have something to do. Please take care of the recording on Friday."

"Friday's matter can be discussed during the day."

Zhuo Jian reminded.

"It sounds like you are very angry. Did I disturb your rest?"

"You didn't disturb my rest, you disturbed me and my husband's rest."

Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye angrily and said to her.

Fu Yanye was a little happy listening to it, turned over and lay down, put his hands behind his head, and listened to her talking on the phone with great interest.

"Honestly, I thought you guys would get divorced after that incident, but you are also lucky. You already had twins at that time, which is equivalent to having a talisman, which is equivalent to..."

"It means that Lin Ruxiang never had a chance to enter the Fu family's cemetery when he died."

Zhuo Jian finished speaking in a cold voice and hung up.

Then he crossed his arms and looked at Fu Yanye angrily, "Get out of my place quickly and go back to your own room."

"Are you angry?"

Fu Yanye knew that she was going to harm the innocent again, but he asked her in a good mood.

"Yes."

Zhuo Jian replied arrogantly.

"Is it very hot?"

"Yes, it's about to burn out."

Zhuo Jian continued to cooperate with him.

"Come on, my husband will put out the fire for you."

"..."

Zhuo Jian didn't expect him to be able to think about that, bent over to pick up the pillow next to him and slammed it on his stomach, "Get out of here."

"I promise to wipe it out for you."

Fu Yanye hugged the pillow she threw over and said to her with a smile.

"You need to put out the fire, right? But what should I do? This lady just doesn't cooperate with you."

Zhuo Jian snatched the pillow twice but failed to get it back, so she had to give up, but she was still arrogant.

"You can call yourself Mrs. Ben now. After all, you married me as a wife a long time ago."

"you……"

"Good night."

Fu Yanye suddenly bounced up when she was about to lose her temper, folded her arms around her chest and brought her two words.

Zhuo Jian's angry face turned red and then turned white, and she couldn't help turning her head to stare at him, but unexpectedly he came close to her and kissed her sideways hard.

Fu Yanye walked out triumphantly, Zhuo Jian turned her head to look at it, raised her hand and wiped the place where he had kissed her twice vigorously.

hateful.

Can take advantage of her at any time.

However, it seems not as angry as expected.

She sat down by the bed, touched her face, and couldn't help muttering: "This lady is my lady."

He doesn't care about Lin Ruxiang, what he cares about is her.

She was lying on the bed looking at the roof, thinking about what he said to her tonight, turned around with a smirk, and smiled even more happily after seeing the cute couple.

Fu Yanye was lying on the bed in the guest room and couldn't sleep alone. Looking at the pillow next to her, at least she had slept on it, hugged her into her arms, and buried her face deeply in it.

The night was getting darker and quieter.

He touched the phone above his head and opened WeChat.

"Sleep?"

"Can we sleep together?"

"My head hurts a bit."

"Zhuo Jian, it doesn't seem a little bit."

"It hurts."

He knew that Zhuo Jian would turn off the sound when sleeping at night because of the child, but he still hoped that a miracle would happen.

Because every time Zhuo Jian really said that he had a headache, she would be so frightened that she wouldn't dare to be sloppy.

But the minutes passed by...

-

At noon the next day, Wang Yue went to the piano class to pick up Chengcheng. After class, she went straight to McDonald's at Chengcheng's request.

Children love to eat this kind of food, so they have to be satisfied once in a while.

Sitting at the dining table, Wang Yue saw Chengcheng eating fried chicken drumsticks with big mouthfuls, and said dotingly: "Eat slowly, don't burn it."

Chengcheng agreed, holding the chicken leg in one hand and continuing to gnaw, while picking up another one in the other hand, and sending it to Wang Yue.

"For grandma? Hey, our baby thinks of grandma when we eat, grandma is so touched, thank you baby."

Wang Yue is determined not to eat this kind of food at ordinary times, but faced with the feeding of her precious grandson, she still took it and took a bite.

"Ah, isn't this our young master of the Fu family? Has he grown up so much?"

Suddenly there was a familiar voice, and Wang Yue's face changed drastically.