"Okay, I remember."

Zhen Zhen nodded, then opened the door and got out of the car.

Su Bai drove away immediately. She turned around and walked inside while taking out her mobile phone to call Zhang Mingli, "Ms. Zhang, I may have said the wrong thing today. Can you tell me more about Mr. Su and his friends?"

?”

She didn't want to make such a stupid mistake next time.

——

Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye returned to Shengyuan, along with Xiao Chengcheng.

But there is an extra stroller in the bedroom.

After dinner, Fu Yanye worked on the installation until almost ten o'clock. Finally, it was installed. He sat cross-legged on the ground, looked at the result of nearly two hours of hard work, and smiled with satisfaction.

Chengcheng has fallen asleep in Zhuo Jian's arms.

The couple were lying on the bed. Zhuo Jian gently hugged Chengcheng and looked at Fu Yanye, asking: "Our bed is so big, is it necessary to use this small bed? Especially now that it is autumn, it will be cold at night.

It will be warmer if he sleeps with us."

Fu Yanye turned to look at the woman lying on her side on the bed. She was wearing thin pajamas and pajamas. She had a perfect figure that made him proud. He said, "Of course there will be a woman to warm his bed in the future, but she shouldn't be my woman."

Zhuo Jian looked at him speechlessly.

Fu Yanye got up, climbed onto the bed and kissed her across Chengcheng, "I'm going to take a shower, and you make the bed for him, okay?"

"good."

Zhuo Jian agreed.

"So good."

Fu Yanye happily rewarded her with another forehead kiss, and then left reluctantly.

Zhuo Jian sighed helplessly, thinking, how old am I, and yet I am still being judged obediently.

But making the bed for my son is the most important thing.

She got up and went to the children's room to find a small mattress and quilt and brought them to the room.

When Fu Yanye finished taking a bath, she had already made the small bed and gently placed her son in it.

Zhuo Jian thinks this little bed is very cute.

Suddenly I remembered that when I was a child, her little bed left home when she was eleven or twelve years old, and was given by her mother to another aunt's child.

But that family seems to have been abroad for many years and has no contact with them anymore.

I'm afraid it's not unusual for people to contact her, after all, the Zhuo family has already done that.

In fact, the small bed is quite good.

She whispered softly: "You can roll around freely here. Don't worry about your parents accidentally crushing you while they are sleeping."

Fu Yanye walked to the small bed, hugged Zhuo Jian from behind, looked at the boy who was still sleeping soundly inside, and asked her: "If I had known better, I would have let him sleep in the small bed earlier, right?"

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, "You can't tolerate our son so much?"

"Only room for you."

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, and after saying that, he kissed her hard on the side of her face.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help it, she already knew his temper.

"Madam, let's go to bed early."

Fu Yanye whispered in her ear, his thin lips slowly moved down behind her ear, and he kissed her neck without stopping.

Zhuo Jian felt uncomfortable being kissed by him and whispered: "How about we change rooms?"

"don't want."

Fu Yanye picked her up from the ground as he spoke, looking straight at her with his dark eyes, "I'm in my room."

The guy who wants to go out should be that kid.

Now you have to be careful in everything you do to him, which is enough to give you face.

Zhuo Jian hugged him, seeing how childish he was, and raised her hand to touch the back of his head: "Sometimes you look really childish."

"Well, you said I was naive before."

Fu Yanye didn't refute, he carried her to the bed and put her down. He lay on her side and started kissing her again.

Zhuo Jian pushed his shoulder gently and reminded in a low voice: "Turn off the light first."

Fu Yanye raised his hand and turned off the light again, and asked her in a low and hoarse voice in the darkness: "Are you awake like this? My dear wife."

Zhuo Jian smiled: "That's all right, sir."

"Sir? Well, it is indeed very big."

In the darkness, Fu Yanye's dirty talk became more and more excessive.

Zhuo Jian was tossed and turned by him for a long time, until the little baby on the crib suddenly let out a cry, and the two of them stopped.

"Hurry up and turn on the lights, you're disturbing your son."

Zhuo Jian murmured something in a low voice and ran away from him to hold the baby.

Fu Yanye: "..."

The lights are on, but what is this?

Chengcheng cried twice, but as soon as he smelled her mother's scent, she immediately turned her head to her heart and fell asleep again.

Fu Yanye gritted his teeth angrily and couldn't help but question: "I suspect he did it on purpose."

"Don't make trouble."

Zhuo Jian gently held the hand that was moving around her body and murmured.

Fu Yanye hugged her and continued to make trouble while gritting his teeth and said, "Let him cry for a little longer, just for fun."

If this could really add to the fun, she would be convinced by her dear husband.

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to cheer you up, but it will make you soft."

Fu Yanye looked at his wife with ambiguous eyes, smiled and whispered: "Madam can also make such a joke."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

She was not joking, but when she met his ambiguous and fiery eyes, she still blushed with embarrassment and said, "You are annoying, go to bed."

"How can I sleep like this?"

Fu Yanye was behind her and hugged her tightly.

Zhuo Jian was speechless, but she was still coaxing Chengcheng.

Fu Yanye glanced at his precious son again through her. He was already asleep. He thought for a while and said, "Wait for me."

"where did you go?"

"One minute."

Fu Yanye got out of bed and walked away with long legs. After leaving the door, Zhuo Jian heard some movement next door and came back within a minute, holding a stuffed turtle in his hand.

Zhuo Jian looked at him doubtfully.

Fu Yanye first put Oogway in the crib, then walked to the bedside, half-kneeling and took Chengcheng away from her arms.

As soon as Chengcheng's little hands left her mother's arms, she started humming again.

Zhuo Jian whispered: "Hurry up and bring me back."

"Shh."

Fu Yanye stood up holding Chengcheng in his arms and patted her gently a few times.

Perhaps her father also had a special smell, so Chengcheng soon fell asleep again.

But Zhuo Jian felt warm in her heart for a moment. He was actually very good at coaxing his son to sleep.

Although the expression on his face is still awkward, the tenderness in his eyes is actually difficult to conceal.

Fu Yanye placed Chengcheng in the small bed next to the big bed and stuffed the turtle next to Chengcheng.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

How can children be so easy to deceive?

After Fu Yanye was done, he went to bed again, and this time he jumped directly on her: "This time there should be no problem."

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but laugh, feeling that her husband was so capable.

"What should I do if you have another problem?"

Zhuo Jian raised her hand and hooked the back of his neck, her fingers naturally pierced into his black hair, and asked him softly.

"What else can I do? I can only surrender to you mother and son?"

"Can you raise one?"

"uh-huh."

Fu Yanye lowered his eyes to kiss her and whispered: "Do you feel it?"

"Fu Yanye, you are a gangster."


Chapter completed!