I don't deserve your love

"No way."

Zhuo Jian ruthlessly informed.

Fu Yanye listened and nodded, "Then I'll think of another way."

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him suspiciously.

Think of another way?

Is this his character?

Zhuo Jian frowned, and was a little confused for a moment.

The car stopped at Shengyuan, Zhuo Jian got off the car and saw Fu Yanye coming out of it, and looked at him in a blink of an eye: "What do you want?"

"If you can't be a husband and wife, you should be a neighbor first."

"..."

Zhuo Jian understood and continued to walk in, and he also walked in.

The two of them stood separately in the elevator as usual, and after a while she turned to look at Fu Yanye again.

"Fu Yanye, don't do useless work. If you don't trust me from the bottom of your heart, I won't let you in, and neither will Auntie."

"Is it okay to cook for you?"

"No."

It's okay not to mention cooking, but it's even more annoying to mention cooking.

Fu Yanye saw that she was suddenly angry again, and reminded her: "Be careful if you move your fetus."

"If you don't show up, I won't move my tires."

Zhuo Jian blocked him.

Fu Yanye looked at her and couldn't help but smiled again.

Zhuo Jian got angry when he saw him laughing, "You are not allowed to laugh."

"Okay, don't laugh."

He nodded in agreement, keeping his face away.

Zhuo Jian thought to herself, I'm going to die of anger, why are you still laughing?

Don't care about other people's feelings at all.

When Zhuo Jian returned home, Chengcheng and Chengli Chengqing were already at home, and the aunt had already taken care of the two little ones to sleep, only Chengcheng was still waiting for her.

After Zhuo Jian took a shower, the two mothers hugged each other on the bed, and Cheng Cheng whispered, "Mommy, why don't you let Daddy go home?"

"Mommy is still angry."

Zhuo Jian said to Cheng Cheng.

"Then mommy, when will you calm down? Dad has been living outside by himself, so pitiful."

"Why don't you go and sleep with your dad? He's just across the way."

"what?"

Not long after, Fu Yanye next door opened the door and saw a miniature version of him at the door.

Of course, there was also the woman who threatened not to let him laugh.

She was wearing loose pajamas, standing opposite her with her hands in her pockets, and said softly: "This is your own son who you admit, he thinks it's pitiful for you to sleep by yourself, so let him sleep with you."

"Daddy."

Chengcheng pulled Fu Yanye's sleeve pitifully.

Fu Yanye looked down at Chengcheng, and then looked across.

Zhuo Jian turned around, walked in, and closed the door gracefully.

Fu Yanye sighed helplessly, closed the door on his side and looked down at Chengcheng: "What's going on?"

"I was pleading for you, and then I was kicked out by Mommy."

Chengcheng felt that she was wronged.

How can Dad's bed be better than Mommy's?

Dad doesn't smell like Mommy either.

but……

He looked up at his dad and thought, forget it, this man is so pitiful, let's stay with him.

Seeing his son's pitiful eyes, Fu Yanye narrowed his eyes even more: "Fu Chengqian, put away your pitiful eyes."

"You used to say Lao Tzu."

Those two words of Lao Tzu are exceptionally clear.

Fu Yanye: "..."

In the end, he picked up Chengcheng and asked as he walked inside: "What else did I say before?"

"Don't call me Daddy."

"Huh? What else?"

"Hee hee, no more."

In Chengcheng's small head, those words were exceptionally clear.

The father and son were lying on the same bed, Cheng Cheng curled up in Fu Yanye's arms, "Dad."

"Ok?"

"Your body is so cold."

"Is your mommy not cold?"

"Mommy's body is warm and fragrant."

"..."

Fu Yanye felt that this kid was sent by Zhuo Jian to punish him.

It's not enough for her to torture him herself, she even sent a younger one.

But when this little guy is asleep, he's really cute, and he likes it so much.

Fu Chengqian, those twins, orange and orange?

Just send them to him together, so that he won't sleep at night and have nothing to do.

Covering his three sons with quilts should be enough for him to pass the time.

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The next morning, father and son stood at the door.

Before entering the password, Chengcheng looked up at him, "Daddy, Mommy won't tell you the password, so close your eyes."

"Ah."

Fu Yanye thought to himself, this kid has a really good memory.

The two of them entered the door and saw a figure rushing in from the stairs.

Then there was the sound of a woman vomiting.

It's short, but painful to hear.

Cheng Cheng stood there dumbly and suddenly didn't dare to move.

Fu Yanye went to the toilet, stood at the door and looked at her: "Do you need help?"

Zhuo Jian heard a familiar voice and turned to look at him, "Who let you in?"

She tore off a tissue and wiped her mouth, and asked him.

"son."

"..."

The sound of her son was exchanged for a blank stare, and then she left from his side.

She was wearing a pink sweater and a white knee-length skirt, and her belly was finally revealed.

"Mommy, what's the matter with you?"

Chengcheng walked up to her and asked worriedly.

"Your sister is a bit naughty."

Zhuo Jian said.

"Ah, is it my sister? Mommy, I want to talk to my sister."

Chengcheng was suddenly happy.

"Okay, come here."

Zhuo Jian sat on the sofa and leaned back.

Chengcheng climbed up to her side and sat down, lying on her belly, facing her slightly raised belly, and said in a soft voice, "Sister, don't be naughty, Mommy is working hard, you have to be obedient, come and follow me early We meet."

Zhuo Jian looked at him, listened to his words, and was unconsciously moved.

This kid is really too sensible.

"Also, I'm the eldest brother."

Chengcheng speaks vigorously.

The corners of Zhuo Jian's lips curled, until she saw someone sitting next to them, she gave Cheng Cheng another cold look, and then touched Cheng Cheng's head: "Okay, my sister is good now, thank you brother for your advice."

"Mommy, my sister listens to Chengcheng."

Cheng Cheng looked up at Zhuo Jian, and said very innocently.

"Of course, who would dare not listen to what elder brother said?"

"Hee hee, big brother."

Chengcheng was happy and fell backwards, clasping her hands happily and dreaming about the little princesses at home.

Fu Yanye looked at her lower abdomen, and then at the way she was playing with Chengcheng. He knew that he couldn't think of her arbitrarily.

"Look at what?"

Zhuo Jian couldn't stand being stared at by him all the time, so she stared at him and asked.

"Aren't you allowed to watch?"

"You weren't even allowed to see it? And who told you to come in? You sat down."

Zhuo Jian stared at where he was sitting.

Fu Yanye sighed helplessly, and smiled tolerantly, "Chengcheng, tell your mommy, can I sit here?"

"Yes, hehe."

Cheng Cheng nodded seriously, but after looking at Zhuo Jian, she suddenly covered her mouth and smirked again.

"You say you can? Who has the final say in this family?"

Zhuo Jian looked down at her son and asked.

"Mommy has the final say."

Chengcheng suddenly looked nervous, but within three seconds, another sentence popped up: "Chengcheng is second."

Also stretched out two cute fingers.

Zhuo Jian smiled speechlessly.

Seeing her smile, Fu Yanye couldn't help but soften his heart.

When she cries, he also softens his heart.

Anyway,...

Just weird.

Some people shed countless tears and played countless tricks in front of him, but he just had no emotional ups and downs.

But looking at her can make him turbulent at any moment.