"What can I do? It's just to make you hate me even more."
"Fu Yanye, please let me down."
There are so many adults and children in the family, but he is like this.
But Fu Yanye not only didn't put her down, he even carried her upstairs. He had good physical strength and walked very fast, and soon he left her on the bed in his bedroom.
Zhuo Jian backed away and looked at him in panic, warning: "Don't touch me, I dislike you for being dirty."
"Humph, I don't dislike you."
Fu Yanye smiled mischievously, then took off his coat and half-knelt on the bed.
Zhuo Jian immediately raised his leg to turn down, but his ankle was held tightly and he couldn't move at all.
Her ankles were particularly uncomfortable due to the cold. In fact, the temperature in his palm was dry and warm, making it very comfortable to hold. However, at this moment, she was suffering from insufficient blood supply to her brain. "Fu Yanye, please stop making trouble."
"Do you treat me like a three-year-old child? I'm not making trouble."
"what is that?"
Seeing him getting closer and closer, Zhuo Jian's breathing became rapid.
"It is the most direct punishment a man can give to a woman."
"Chengcheng..."
Zhuo Jian wanted to call her son to help her, but before she could finish her words, he lay on her thin body and covered her mouth, "If you dare to scream again, I will peel off your skin."
"..."
Zhuo Jian's eyes revealed horror.
Peel her skin off?
Consider him ruthless.
"You are very happy to have fun outside? You don't think of yourself as a married woman anymore? Do you want to completely indulge yourself?"
Fu Yanye's fingers were intertwined with hers, but every word and every sentence struck a chord in people's hearts.
Especially when he thought about seeing her get out of Master Zhuang's car with his own eyes, and when he thought about the man smiling at her, he wanted to take her back and declare to the world that this was his Fu Yanye's woman, and there was no way she could
People can have unreasonable thoughts about her.
But......
"Why didn't you reply?"
He looked at her proud brows and asked.
"Fu Yanye, I don't love you anymore."
Zhuo Jian said.
"..."
Fu Yanye suddenly couldn't speak anymore and just looked at her straight.
She had said she didn't love him so many times, but never once did she think she would be so calm this time.
There was no pain or sadness in her eyes, they were calm, as if she was just saying she didn't like an item.
Zhuo Jian suddenly smiled.
He was not like this before, absolutely not.
It's not her delusion. He was definitely cold on the outside and hot on the inside.
But now he is like this.
Stubborn and ignorant of human nature.
"Am I going to love you? Zhuo Jian, you are simply hateful and hateful, but not the least bit cute."
Fu Yanye suddenly shook off her hand, got off her body, and left.
He seemed to have abandoned everything and just strode out.
"Dad, don't move."
Chengcheng was behind him with a bubble gun.
He stopped suddenly.
Not angry, not surprised, just...
That childhood voice.
He turned his head and looked at his son with moving eyes.
There were so many bubbles separating the father and son, but it seemed like the past had all been crashed into those transparent bubbles.
They have four children and she doesn't love him anymore.