I don't deserve your love

Chapter 617 Sharing

"Let them sleep in the children's room, and the aunt will take care of them."

Fu Yanye gave a particularly solemn reminder, or should I say an order.

Zhuo Jian thought for a while, said nothing, and went out with her son in her arms.

After Fu Yanye returned to the bathroom, Cheng Cheng looked at him: "Dad, I want to sleep with Mom."

It's not Mommy, but Mom, who made her wishes very clear without making him unhappy.

"You three have slept with her long enough."

"Daddy, I want to sleep with Mommy."

Chengcheng felt a little wronged.

"Mom is your father's woman, she can only sleep with your father."

Fu Yanye's deep voice reminded him to continue playing by himself, and then continued to bathe Cheng Qing.

Cheng Qing couldn't sit still in the first place, and he almost fell into the water when he pressed her down, but he grabbed Cheng Qing's neck in time.

Cheng Qing was terribly scared, and he was terribly scared, but seeing him nervous, Cheng Qing, who had tears in his eyes, suddenly laughed, Fu Yanye sighed in shock, and Cheng Cheng couldn't help laughing when he saw it. Then he brought his little toy swimming in the water to Fu Yanye: "Jiujiu."

Fu Yanye: "..."

After all, Zhuo Jian was disobedient, and carried the twins to their big bed. After Fu Yanye carried Cheng Cheng back to the children's room, he didn't see the other two, and stood by the bed helplessly and sighed.

Chengcheng was very happy, and gave him a book: "Dad, tell me a story."

Fu Yanye reluctantly took the book, then sat down beside Cheng Cheng, and ordered softly: "Lie down."

Chengcheng lay down obediently, and then looked at Fu Yanye eagerly.

Fu Yanye lay beside him, covered him with a quilt, opened the book and began to think about where to start reading.

But Chengcheng raised her hand and covered the caller on him.

Fu Yanye felt it, looked down, and felt hot in his heart.

"Dad, tell me quickly."

Chengcheng didn't seem to feel anything was wrong at all, and urged.

After Fu Yanye talked to him for ten minutes, he fell asleep.

But at that moment, he was reluctant to leave.

It is said that Lin Ruxiang was present at the moment when Lin Ruxiang threw down what everyone thought was Chengcheng.

At that time Zhuo Jian wanted to kill Lin Ruxiang, but he stopped him.

Will this kid blame him when he grows up?

Fu Yanye didn't know why he was so indifferent at the time, but he thought, it must not be because he cared about Lin Ruxiang.

Because he never really cared.

But it's just for gratitude.

In the end, it turned out to be just a scam.

He probably didn't want to have anything to do with Lin Ruxiang anymore.

And Lin Ruxiang once put his son and wife to death, so he was his enemy.

When Fu Yanye returned to the master bedroom, he gently opened the door, and Zhuo Jian was still playing with the two boys.

No one was going to sleep, and she even helped hum the song.

In such a quiet night, these became the most precious memories.

Fu Yanye made a phone call and went downstairs immediately.

Soon the aunt went upstairs to the master bedroom, "Young Madam, Master asked us to take the young master away."

"Take it away?"

"Don't worry, it's taken to the children's room."

"Young madam, the young master is worried that you can't sleep well with the children, and cares about you."

The two aunts very much hope that their husband and wife can be well. Knowing that Zhuo Jian was frightened by the ban on seeing her son before, they made it clear.

Zhuo Jian smiled awkwardly.

Auntie's eyes are full of understanding of them.

In fact, didn't he just want to share this bed with her, and then...

Humph.

It's not about her.

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After almost an hour, she fell asleep in a drowsy state.

He finally came back.

Zhuo Jian's eyelashes moved. After a long time, the first thing she saw was the table he put on the bedside table.

A photo of the two of them.

Zhuo Jian gradually came to her senses looking at the stage set up.

She got up and took a look at the table, then looked up at him: "How did you find it?"

"If you can hide it, I can find it."

"Can I hide?"

Seeing his deep black eyes looking at her, Zhuo Jian obviously misunderstood something, she looked at her, and chuckled unconsciously.

She put the table back, then turned over and lay down in the middle of the big bed, with a sleepy voice: "Do you think I hid it?"

"..."

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, as if he suddenly understood something at this moment.

Zhuo Jian sighed helplessly, and turned her head to stop looking at him.

She should go on sleeping.

Seeing that she didn't intend to explain any more, Fu Yanye stood by the bed for a long time, then glanced at the two people who seemed to have known each other, turned around to get the pajamas, and then walked towards the bathroom without haste.

Zhuo Jian opened her eyes again later, but she was so sleepy that she fell asleep before he came back.

Fu Yanye went to bed after coming out, but lay beside her for a long time unable to close his eyes, just kept looking at her.

He put it away.

and then?

He raised his hand and gently pinched a lock of her short hair, and it took a long time before she let it go.

In all photos, she has long hair.

But when he forgot that memory and met her again, she had short hair.

Does she really like short hair?

Or, don't want to let him get the long hair she likes?

Zhuo Jian turned over and continued to sleep.

Fu Yanye had to drop his hand, but continued to think behind her back, the news about them on the Internet seemed to be something that happened in an unknown lifetime.

She is so thin, weak, and covered with injuries, all because of him?

In the darkness, his strong arms rested lightly on her slender waist.

It was so thin that he didn't dare to press on it.

But he couldn't help but hug her tightly.

Zhuo Jian fell asleep in a daze, only felt that she was going to be strangled to death, so she couldn't help humming twice, muttering: "Honey, it's so good."

"..."

Fu Yanye immediately raised his hand in the air.

Zhuo Jian suddenly turned around, fell asleep, put her hand on his waist, and hugged him.

Fu Yanye didn't dare to move, not even to breathe.

She is still sleeping.

The husband just said...

Before he could figure it out, her face was pressed against his chest.

He felt his heart beating so fast that he might be dying.

Zhuo Jian also felt that his heart was beating so fast, so she put her hands on his heart, then continued to lie down on her stomach, and fell asleep with her arms around him.

Fu Yanye's black eyes gradually became more and more lost, more gentle, and more joyful.

A subconscious act of her falling asleep?

That's why she wouldn't let him sleep with him?

Afraid that he knows how much she cares about him?How used to him?

She used to call him husband.

Fu Yanye was overjoyed, and put his hand gently on her body again.

The night is getting quieter and quieter, and there is nothing to disturb the surroundings.

And he could smell her hair, feel her body temperature, and hug her petite body.

Early the next morning, Zhuo Jian woke up and found herself in his broad arms.

When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was his chest, and when she slowly went up, she saw his sleeping face clearly.

Then, pounding.

The gunshot sounded inside.

Zhuo Jian looked at him and felt that they were when she was pregnant with Cheng Cheng.

She felt her heart, and when she found that there was no rejection in her heart, she quietly pressed her face there again.

His chest was still as warm as ever.

And now he is not indifferent.

She hugged him without making a sound, just hugged, and then tears flowed down the corners of her eyes silently.

She misses him.

Want it so so much.