"Mother."

Chengcheng was sitting in the middle of the big bed. He turned around when he heard the door and saw her. He shouted happily and crawled towards her.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Fu Yanye put on his nightgown, stood up, and casually took Chengcheng into his arms, letting him sit on her, and looked up at the dull woman standing at the door.

"What? You don't recognize your husband and your son anymore?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian stood at the door holding his breath for a long time without daring to move.

I almost thought I was hallucinating.

He is back.

Not coming back for Christmas?

It was true that she forgot that this was an old house, and it was true that the person on the bed was him.

But why doesn't he come back as promised every time?

Under the light, his long legs were exposed from his nightgown. Zhuo Jian was embarrassed to go any further, so he only asked in a low voice: "When did you come back?"

"afternoon."

Fu Yanye replied to her while hugging Chengcheng.

"Mom, hold me, Dad, let go."

Chengcheng felt uncomfortable being hugged by Fu Yanye. He wanted to be hugged by his mother. He wanted to be hugged by his mother.

Mom's body is so soft, Dad's bones hurt.

But Fu Yanye wouldn't let go. He was so anxious that he could only shout: "Mom, mom, come here, hold Chengcheng."

Zhuo Jian then walked forward again. Thinking that she would still have something to ask for his consent in the future, she became bolder and bolder as she walked.

Fu Yanye felt that she was unwilling at all.

If he hadn't been holding his son, she wouldn't have been so close to him.

Zhuo Jian walked to his bedside and stretched out her hand to hug Chengcheng. She accidentally touched his exposed hot arm. She blushed and hugged Chengcheng: "Miss you, don't you? Kiss me."

She stood beside his bed, holding his son and wanting to kiss him.

Ah!

Chengcheng hugged her actively and kissed her several times. Seeing Zhuo Jian smiling happily, he kissed her a few more times.

Fu Yanye: "..."

Why did you kiss his wife with drool all over her face? She was so dirty.

Fu Yanye was ignored for too long, so he stood up, took out paper from the paper box, and called her: "Don't move."

Zhuo Jian just turned aside, and his hand holding the paper was already on her face.

"..."

What is he doing?

Zhuo Jian looked at him doubtfully.

"Saliva is full of bacteria."

Fu Yanye knew what she was thinking by looking at her eyes and gave her an answer.

Zhuo Jian looked at him speechlessly for a few seconds. After regaining consciousness, she hugged Chengcheng on the other side and encouraged her to keep a distance from him: "Since you are back, I will take you to another room to sleep."

"Which one is the other one?"

Fu Yanye asked her worriedly.

Forget it if you come back so late.

Just forget it if you don't look at him when you come back.

Are you going to sleep in another room?

He has been gone for so long, and she is still like this?

"Chengcheng also has his own children's room, you know."

Zhuo Jian was about to leave after finishing speaking.

Fu Yanye took Chengcheng directly from her arms: "My son sleeps with me now."

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him. Seeing how serious he was, he put his hands in his pockets and nodded: "Okay, then I'll go sleep in the guest room."

"Zhuo Jian, let's talk."

"Zhuo Jian?"

Chengcheng heard Fu Yanye calling his name and shouted excitedly.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Fu Yanye also frowned, what's going on with this kid?

"You are not allowed to call your parents by their names, do you understand?"

Fu Yanye put Chengcheng on the bed and reminded him seriously.

Chengcheng was not afraid of him at all now, she even looked at him and called out innocently: "Fu Yanye."
Chapter completed!