Not only did she torture him herself, but she also sent someone to do it.

But when this little guy is sleeping, he is really cute and cute, and he likes it very much.

Fu Chengqian, those twins, orange and orange?

You might as well send it to him together so that he won't have trouble sleeping at night and have nothing to do.

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

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The next morning, father and son were standing at the door.

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

"Um."

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

The two men entered the door and saw a figure running straight in from the stairs.

Then there was the sound of a woman vomiting.

It's short, but it's painful to hear.

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

Fu Yanye walked to the toilet and stood at the door looking at her: "Do you need help?"

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

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

"son."

"..."

The sound of "son" was met with a blank look, and then she left him.

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

"Mommy, what's wrong 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 suddenly felt happy.

"Okay, come here."

Zhuo Jian sat on the sofa and leaned back.

Chengcheng climbed up next to her and sat down, lying on her belly. Facing her slightly bulging belly, he said in a soft voice: "Sister, don't be naughty. Mommy is working very hard. You have to be obedient and come here early."

We meet."

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

This kid is really too sensible.

"Also, I am the eldest brother."

Chengcheng said enthusiastically.

The corners of Zhuo Jian's lips curved. It wasn't until she saw someone sitting down next to them that she gave another cold look, then touched Cheng Cheng's head: "Okay, my sister is good. Thank you for your advice, brother."

"Mommy, sister, listen to Chengcheng."

Chengcheng looked up at Zhuo Jian and said very innocently.

"Of course, who dares not to listen to what Big Brother says?"

"Hehe, brother."

Chengcheng was so happy that she fell back and clasped her hands together happily, imagining the many little princesses at home.

Fu Yanye looked at her belly, and then at her playing with Chengcheng. He knew that he couldn't miss her arbitrarily.

"What are you looking at?"

Zhuo Jian couldn't stand being stared at by him, so she turned to glare at him and asked.

"You won't even let me see it?"

"I wasn't allowed to see it in the first place? And who asked you to come in? You even sat down."

Zhuo Jian stared at where he was sitting.

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

"Yes, hehe."

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

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

Zhuo Jian looked down at his son and asked.

"Mommy has the final say."

Chengcheng suddenly looked nervous, but within three seconds, he suddenly said: "Chengcheng is second."

He also extended two cute fingers.

Zhuo Jian smiled speechlessly.

Fu Yanye couldn't help but feel soft when he saw her smiling.

When she cries, he becomes soft-hearted.

In short,...

It's very strange.

Some people shed countless tears and played countless tricks in front of him, but he just didn't have any emotional ups and downs.
Chapter completed!