I don't deserve your love

Chapter 377 Do You Want To Try It?

Her lips were slightly cool.

Fu Yanye pressed her lips lightly, and even wanted to launch a strong offensive, but his reason was still there, and he would leave as soon as he touched her.

He pressed his forehead against hers, "Jian Jian, I can only feel at ease when you are in this home."

Zhuo Jian lightly closed her eyes, at this moment, she suddenly woke up.

Fu Yanye is her doom.

It was the kind of calamity that she could not push away and could not avoid in her whole life.

What was the only thing she could do before he let go?

The doorbell suddenly rang twice.

Then came the familiar voice.

"Where's Baby Jane? Is it upstairs?"

Wang Yue spoke loudly, and before entering the door, he deliberately pressed the doorbell twice before opening the door, because he was afraid of bumping into the young couple who were flirting with each other.

Of course, fortunately she is so.

Fu Yanye reluctantly left her, and murmured: "The Queen Mother is unstoppable."

Zhuo Jian couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

Fu Yanye also laughed, but his voice was still very low: "I'll go and have a look."

He let go of her, got up, and walked to the door.

It really was Wang Yue.

Fu Yanye stood against the door frame, sighed reluctantly, and turned to look at the woman inside.

"You don't move."

Fu Yanye watched her get out of bed and reminded her nervously.

Zhuo Jian stood up wearing slippers, and the elders came, and she couldn't get out of bed, how could she not move.

There was an aunt holding Chengcheng behind Wang Yue. As soon as she came up, Wang Yue looked straight at the person beside the bed: "Baby, why are you up, lie down quickly."

"Mom, I'm fine."

Zhuo Jian was afraid that she would be worried.

"What's good? People who have just been discharged from the hospital, lie back quickly."

Wang Yue said and entered the door.

He didn't look at his son at all.

It was Cheng Cheng who saw Fu Yanye in her aunt's arms and immediately called, "Dad."

Fu Yanye raised his eyes to look at him, saw that he was already leaning over to hug him, so he took him over.

"Does the wound still hurt now? I'm really going to be scared to death, and that brat won't let us see you. Your grandparents, dad, and those odd jobs are all thinking about you."

Sitting by the bed, Wang Yue covered Zhuo Jian with a quilt, and chattered with Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian did not expect that everyone in the old house knew about her injury.

Fu Yanye walked over to where he was sleeping with Cheng Cheng in his arms, put Cheng Cheng on the bed, and said, "The doctor said she wants to rest."

"Why does she stay with you every day if she wants to rest?"

Wang Yue asked him.

"Always leave someone by her side to take care of her, and I am undoubtedly the most suitable one."

her husband.

Fu Yanye was proud of his status.

Zhuo Jian saw Cheng Cheng crawling towards her, and reached out to hug her.

Fu Yanye glanced at her and said in a low voice, "You don't have to work hard now, you can't hug her."

It was only then that Zhuo Jian remembered that her wound was not healed, and raised her hand to gently touch Cheng Cheng's hair.

Chengcheng sat up next to her, just raised her head and gave her a smirk, then climbed onto her lap again.

"Our little one, mother calls every day, in the future, he must be a big dutiful son."

Wang Yue also touched Cheng Cheng's head, feeling happy no matter how she looked at it.

"Really? Has our baby been looking for mother?"

Zhuo Jian's heart softened when she heard this, because she leaned against the head of the bed, she felt that it would be no problem for her to hug her, so she said to Fu Yanye, "Put him on my lap."

Fu Yanye didn't object this time, and put it on her lap, but still reminded her, "Don't try hard."

Wang Yue looked at her son's considerate appearance, and couldn't help murmuring: "Now I'm a good husband? How did this injury come from?"

Fu Yanye: "..."

Zhuo Jian didn't expect Wang Yue to mention this.

No one dared to mention it from the beginning to the end.

Ouyang Ping only mentioned one sentence when she sent her WeChat, "Let your husband take good care of you, after all, this is his peach blossom debt."

Fu Yanye subconsciously glanced at Zhuo Jian, seeing that she didn't seem to take it seriously, but still couldn't help but said: "It's my fault."

Zhuo Jian's heart twitched, was it his fault?

She looked at him in a blink of an eye and thought, do you really think you are wrong?

Fu Yanye saw that Chengcheng was about to tear her shirt again, so he immediately took Chengcheng away from her and said, "I'll take him downstairs to play for a while."

Zhuo Jian was a bit reluctant to part with Cheng Cheng, but when he said that he would let Cheng Cheng stay and live with them, she didn't say anything more, but Wang Yue, after watching her son and grandson go out, asked softly: "Why are you two having conflicts?" Long time, are you ready?"

"All right!"

Zhuo Jian nodded.

Although the elders are very close to her, they are not her biological parents after all.

She knows that proportion must be right.

"Actually, Yan Ye is a knife-mouthed bean curd heart. He loves you terribly in his heart, but he may not be able to say it out of his mouth, do you think so?"

Wang Yue couldn't help asking her.

In fact, Fu Yanye has been depressed recently, how can Wang Yue, a mother, not feel it, but Zhuo Jian has no parents, and she is also afraid that she will make Zhuo Jian feel bad if she talks too much, so she endured it until now before she dared to chat Say a few words.

"Well, he just doesn't agree with what he says."

Zhuo Jian nodded and said.

"Yes, but why aren't you? Jian Jian, Mom hopes that both of you will be well. You can't tolerate others in your heart, and you have a cute baby like Cheng Cheng. How many people envy you, don't you think so?"

Wang Yue asked her while holding her hand.

"Mom, don't worry, we will live well."

Zhuo Jian knew what Wang Yue was thinking, or rather, all the elders in the old house hoped that the two of them could go on well, and they didn't want to worry them anymore.

After hearing this, Wang Yue happily patted her slap-sized face, and said in a low voice, "Hey, you've always made us worry the most, unlike that kid."

Not long after, Wang Yue went downstairs and saw Fu Yanye holding Chengcheng standing at the window looking at the scenery, so he went over and asked him: "I heard people in the hospital said that I was scared to death by you, Yanye, be a person, don't always So indifferent."

Fu Yanye looked out the window and said, "What do they do?"

"Men are too indifferent and women feel insecure."

Wang Yue reminded him.

"..."

Fu Yanye rolled his eyes, but didn't reply.

"Sometimes I really think, it's okay for the two of you to leave, and you are not happy together, why do you still have to be together?"

Wang Yue admired his son's persistence.

"Who said we are unhappy? Only when we are separated will we be unhappy."

Fu Yanye quickly retorted.

"Oh, you think so?"

Wang Yue laughed angrily.

Fu Yanye said annoyedly: "Let's go, Cheng Cheng stays."

"How can that be? I can't be separated from my grandson. Besides, you two can take good care of your children now?"

"You just go and leave Auntie here."

Fu Yanye spoke again.

Oranges are very useful.

Wang Yue glanced at him again, suddenly an idea popped up in his mind, and asked him: "Son, have you ever told Jian Jian that I love you?"

"..."

"Girls like to hear this kind of talk, why don't you try?"