"You go ahead."

Zhuo Jian glanced at him, but it was just a glance.

It would be nice if she walked in front.

Don't mess with him.

"There is a cocktail party tomorrow, will you go with me?"

When he stepped up to her level, he always spoke loud enough for her to hear clearly.

Zhuo Jian thought for a while and agreed: "But I can't drink."

"The whole world knows that the young lady of the Fu family has just given birth. Who dares to force you to drink?"

Fu Yanye told her as if chatting casually.

But Zhuo Jian heard the meaning that he would not be allowed to be provoked by others.

"That's okay."

Zhuo Jian agreed casually.

Then......

"Good morning mommy, good morning daddy."

The twins stopped and said hello to them.

"Good morning!"

Zhuo Jian hadn't finished speaking yet and was completely defenseless.

The silk scarf around her neck was suddenly tugged, tightening and then loosening.

She reflexively covered her neck and turned her head to look at the culprit who had removed her scarf.

There were dense hickeys on the left, right, right and front of her neck.

The elder is sitting on the sofa, and the child is in front of them. What does he want to do?

Doesn't he understand why she wears a scarf?

At this time, the babies did stop and looked at her with their big, innocent eyes.

"Mommy, daddy will plant strawberries for you."

"many."

"Mommy, does it hurt?"

Cheng Qing took small steps, stood on tiptoes in front of her, and raised his hands to touch her neck.

Zhuo Jian awkwardly spread out her tied hair and grabbed Cheng Qing's little hand: "It doesn't hurt. Mommy wasn't actually planted with strawberries, she was just bitten by a mosquito last night."

Cheng Qing listened innocently, Cheng Li didn't care much, he wanted to continue playing, but Cheng Cheng...

"cut!"

Chengcheng ran away.

"Hey, let me see how big a mosquito is? How can it bite people so hard?"

Wang Yue came out of the kitchen and saw Zhuo Jian holding her neck, listening to Zhuo Jian's words.

Zhuo Jian blushed and said, "Morning, Mom."

She was embarrassed and wanted to find a hole to crawl in, but quietly glanced at the silk scarf wrapped around Fu Yanye's hand.

Why did he suddenly pull her scarf?

"Morning, early."

Wang Yue looked at her in a good mood, and then happily walked towards the sofa.

The old lady and Wang Yue looked at each other, and then they both laughed softly.

The old man was reading the newspaper without thinking much. He saw the two of them laughing and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"Be happy."

The old lady said, with a clear look on Wang Yue's face, and continued to snicker.

Zhuo Jianjiu was helpless.

She could say that he was so strong that he trapped her, and she didn't dare to make too much noise because she was afraid of being heard.

The kisses were so dense at that time, and she could still feel pain the first few times, but gradually she just felt heart-wrenching, and she didn't know how much it was. She only saw it when she went to the bathroom in the morning. She was scared to death, but unexpectedly, everyone

So happy.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but turn around and glare at Fu Yanye, then went to grab the scarf.

Fu Yanye raised his hand in silence.

Zhuo Jian stood on tiptoe to grab it. Fu Yanye held her wrist and stared at her with his dark eyes.

The two of them seemed to be performing a silent mime.

No one wants to be heard.

But obviously one of them was intentional and the other was really anxious.

Fu Yanye put the silk scarf behind his back, and Zhuo Jian's arms passed around his waist. The weak arms wrapped around him made his heart itch unbearably, and he directly took her into his arms.
Chapter completed!