Unexpectedly, she suddenly fell into his arms and started sobbing aggrievedly.

Fu Yanye couldn't figure it out and just stared at her with a frown.

"You left me with no place to live except yours, and you said you couldn't let me go, and you said you felt sorry for me."

Her voice became increasingly unclear, and she cried like a little fool.

"I'll take you home first."

Fu Yanye said to her with heartache.

"No, I don't want to go home, that's not my home, that's the prison you gave me."

She shook her head and began to struggle.

Fu Yanye was afraid that she would fall, so he hugged her and dared not let go, "Then what do you want from me?"

how?

Zhuo Jian suddenly burst into tears and looked at the black leather sofa inside, "It's right there."

Fu Yanye raised his eyes and glanced at the sofa, and sighed helplessly, "Okay, it's over there."

He picked her up and took her to sit on the sofa.

Zhuo Jian was on his lap, hugging him as he sobbed and wiped his tears and snot on his body. He instantly looked at the tissue on the table next to him, took one and covered her face.

"Woo, do you want to suffocate me to death?"

She struggled away, then looked at him with tearful eyes, quickly struggled away from his arms, and sat on his lap.

Fu Yanye: "..."

She still had a tissue on her face, which looked a little funny.

But......

Fu Yanye raised his hand and gently took away the tissue from her face.

Zhuo Jian struggled again, and then he pushed it around randomly, and soon only a little stain on his eyelashes was left on his face.

“This brand of paper towels is really bad.”

He had already leaned back on the sofa and complained as he took away the tissue for her.

Zhuo Jian suddenly held his face, kissed him hard on the mouth, and tried to pry his mouth open.

Fu Yanye's brain was a little short of oxygen, and the kiss came too suddenly.

and......

But I couldn't care less, she was too menacing and too gentle to get her way.

Fu Yanye held her hands up and wanted to fall down while holding her.

Unexpectedly, he was pushed down on the sofa.

"Fu Yanye, can you give me some space alone?"

She nibbled on his mouth and occasionally talked.

"You have your own space."

He said.

"I didn't. You were blocked. When I rented a house, you caused damage. When I rented another house, you caused damage again. When I lived at Sister Zhongmai's place, you didn't go to me. You wanted to be with me all the time.

Together?"

Zhuo Jian suddenly sat up and rested on his waist, dancing and dancing while talking.

Fu Yanye raised his head and looked at her. In the silver-white light, she looked a little funny, and it made him feel distressed.

However, he did want to be with her.

She fell into his arms again, "You broke my heart to pieces, and then you said that if you want to get back together, I have to get back together with you?"

She touched his neck, stared at his Adam's apple, and suddenly bit it hard.

Fu Yanye couldn't breathe smoothly, so he held his hand tightly around her slender waist.

Zhuo Jian gnawed on his neck again, muttering as he gnawed, "I'm going to leave a lot of strawberry marks on your neck too. I think you're too embarrassed to go to work."

She was childish, and Fu Yanye felt that his body was so stiff that he was going crazy.

"Do you want to get back together?"

She suddenly raised her head again and looked at him with blurred eyes.

"yes."

"You are not. You don't look like you are getting back together at all. You are still so strong and you still like to misunderstand me."

Her voice was soft, stubborn, and almost drunk.

"Then what do you want from me?"

He held both hands on her waist, but her waist was so weak.

"I want I want......"
Chapter completed!