The carved quartz clock on the wall rotates with a dull sound, and the hands point to eight o'clock.

"I should go back," Zhou Anqian stood up, with an elegant and generous temperament: "Thunderbolt, can you send me out, I have something to say to you." ”

Fu Tingxiao's eyebrows twisted slightly, and he glanced around expressionlessly, and the servants lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look more, but pricked up a pair of ears, very curious.

"Take him back to the room," he faintly retracted his gaze, handed the baby to Wu's mother, pursed his thin lips, and took the lead in going out, Zhou An's shallow lips bloomed with a smug smile, picked up the bag, and hurriedly kept up with his pace.

The moonlight tonight is very beautiful, and under the moonlight, Zhou Anqian's delicate face is very moving.

Her slender wrist hooked Fu Tingxiao's arm and fantasized, "I really hope that one day, I can stay here and take care of the baby." ”

Fu Tingxiao's footsteps stopped, his deep black eyes were like a lake of water, and his expression was as cold as ice.

Zhou Anqian stood up straight, she hooked Fu Tingxiao's neck, her proud figure perfectly fit the man's solid chest, and her voice was crisp and charming: "In addition to the baby, I can help you do more." ”

The white hand caressed Fu Tingxiao's sturdy chest restlessly, and the thin lips that wanted to drip hooked a smile, and the atmosphere was full of ambiguity.

And this ambiguous distance was ruthlessly distanced in the next second.

"The driver has arrived, it's time for you to go. Fu Tingxiao's voice was low and cold, his dark eyes glowed with cold light in the middle of the night, and he turned around and left directly after speaking.

Zhou Anqian was stunned, his smile froze at the corner of his lips, and his face was full of incredulity.

Wasn't it okay in the afternoon? He must have been angry because of the baby's food, and she bit her lower lip with a bit of annoyance at the thought of this.

However, he didn't say anything in front of Wen Rou, he still cared about himself....

Thinking of this, An Qian pulled his lips slightly, looked at Fu Tingxiao's distant back, and shouted with confidence: "You know me." ”

But he didn't get a response, watching Fu Tingchen's back disappear completely, Zhou An raised his hair that was sloppy behind him, turned around and got into the car.

The moonlight is very good tonight, sitting in the back seat of the car, a trace of pride flashed in Zhou An's shallow eyes, and now the more Fu Tingxiao is angry with her, the more it means that he is still angry with her back then.

Following.

Wen Rou was still sleeping, but not stable, as if a hand was choking her breath in her sleep, she was startled, sat up from the bed, her chest rose and fell violently, and a layer of sweat was oozing from her forehead.

She dreamed of that scene again......

She silently closed her eyes, and in a trance she seemed to hear the baby's cry.

didn't have time to think more, Wen Rou hurriedly got out of bed, took a cane and walked to the baby's room.

As soon as the cool fingertips touched the handle, the quartz bell in the living room downstairs rang nine times, and her steps froze, and she suddenly lost the strength to press down.

It's already nine o'clock, and Zhou Anqian should already be coaxing the baby.

Wen Rou's heart was sour, but he finally slowly withdrew his hand, slowly paced back to the room with a cane, and changed out of his pajamas.

"Wow...... Woo......"

The baby's cries grew louder and louder, one by one, hitting the tip of her heart.

Wen Soft's heart trembled, she couldn't hold back the worry in her heart, she couldn't care about it so much, she walked quickly to the door, and within two steps, she bumped into the oncoming Wu Ma.

"Madam, are you alright?" Mama Wu hurriedly hugged Wen Rou.

The soft voice was urgent, and he grabbed Wu's mother's wrist: "Wu's mother, what's wrong with the baby?"

"Madame, don't get excited, the baby is fine, he should just be hungry. Wu's mother said, carefully helping Wen Rou into the baby's room.

The baby's voice was about to cry hoarsely, and Wu's mother picked up the baby distressedly and put it in her soft arms.

Gently patted the baby's back softly, tested the temperature of the bottle between the lips, and then fed it to the baby.

Gradually, the baby's crying slowed down.

Only then did she let go of her soft heart, turned her head and asked softly, "Mother Wu, where is Miss Zhou?"

"Miss Zhou called this morning and said that there was something to do today and she couldn't come. ”

I don't know why, hearing these two words, Wen Rou seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and the hand holding the child tightened a little more.

Zhou Anqian won't come today, and finally, he can be alone with the baby.

Then a bitter smile tugged at the corner of her lips, this is her baby, but she wants to enjoy this stolen time like a thief.

"It's really strange to say, usually Miss Zhou takes the child, and the little master doesn't fall asleep so quickly, and the little master still prefers Mrs. Looking at the baby sleeping soundly in her soft arms, Wu's mother said.

Wen Soft's heart warmed, lowered his head, and stroked the baby's fleshy little face.

She couldn't see it, but she could feel his cuteness.

My baby, of course, is closer to myself.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps from far to near, it was the maid at home: "Madam, the old lady has called and said that you should take the baby back to the old house, and there will be a family banquet in the evening." ”

Dinner?

The old lady doesn't look down on her, and she hasn't been allowed to go back to the old mansion for a long time, why do you suddenly want to go back today.

Wen Rou was a little surprised, but quickly reacted, "Mother Wu, please help clean up the baby's things." ”

The car was already waiting outside the door, holding the baby in his arms, the gentle movements were extra careful, along the way, the baby slept very sweetly, until the car drove into a carved door, which began to toss in the soft arms.

Wen Soft cried and laughed, is this a mother and son heart? She didn't want to come back.

got out of the car, and Wen Rou slowly walked into the door with the help of the maid.

"Mom, I'm back with the baby......"

Before the greeting was finished, Wen Rou felt a light in her arms, and the child had been taken away by the maid, followed by a burst of laughter from Fu's mother: "The baby is here, let grandma see if she is fat or thin." ”

Mother Fu only had the baby in her eyes, completely ignoring the gentleness standing at the door.

Wen Rou smiled, and the servant beside him also let go of Wen Soft, stuffed the cane into Wen Soft's hand, and went to do something else.

Gently and slowly moving her body, the old mansion of the Fu family, she is not very familiar with it, she has not been here for a long time, and the position of the furniture seems to be different.

The white cane fell to the ground at once, and Fu Mu frowned slightly, a little impatient: "Tap, knock, knock, it's noisy!"

Wen Ruan had just touched the sofa, and before he could fully sit down, his heart hung again, his slender fingers clenched a little, and he pursed his lips: "I'm sorry, I'll be careful......"

Someone passed by, ignored Wen Rou and came directly to Fu's mother's side, and whispered a few words.

Wen Rou couldn't hear clearly, but he put away the cane at his side again, and then put his hands on his knees, his back straight, and sat in a restrained posture.

After listening to the maid's words, Fu's mother said in a displeased tone: "What is there to look at her!"