Zhuo Jian walked in, then looked at the shirts of similar styles and colors in the cupboard, and then picked up a white one: "This one?"
Fu Yanye raised his eyes to look at the shirt, then lowered his head: "Give me the black one."
Zhuo Jian: "..."
What did you say to let her choose?
Zhuo Jian helped him get the black one, put the hanger back, and handed him the shirt.
Fu Yanye didn't answer, and stared at her with black eyes: "Help me put it on."
Zhuo Jian looked at him questioningly. He was not a child and he was not injured.
"Wear it yourself!"
Zhuo Jian resisted stubbornly.
Fu Yanye stared at her with black eyes, only getting slightly closer.
"I wear!"
Zhuo Jian immediately realized that the danger was approaching and quickly shook off his clothes and got behind him.
Fu Yanye followed her stretched clothes to find the cuffs and put her long arms through.
Gently put it on your shoulders and put it on.
Zhuo Jian walked around to the front, saw that everything was in order, and asked him, "Are you ready?"
"Button it up for me."
Fu Yanye continued to order.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but complain in a low voice: "It's not like you don't have hands."
Fu Yanye just looked at her.
Seeing that she was obviously very angry but still tied the buttons for him obediently, the fire in Fu Yanye's heart was extinguished a little.
There were still marks on her neck from the kiss he gave her last night, and Fu Yanye's Adam's apple twitched when he saw it.
Zhuo Jian accidentally saw his Adam's apple moving and his hands trembled.
Fu Yanye's hot palm immediately wrapped her little hand, and Zhuo Jian reflexively looked up at him.
Fu Yanye immediately hugged her with his other hand. The next second her vision went dark, and she was held around and spun around, falling firmly onto the bed.
Before she could recover, her lips were already kissed.
Fu Yanye's hand immediately held her leg. Zhuo Jian's painful forehead broke into cold sweat, and she subconsciously hugged his arm: "No."
"Since you don't plan to fall on me twice, Zhuo Jian, why should I care whether you do or not?"
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, and after saying that, he kissed her again.
Zhuo Jian's mind suddenly became clear. Fu Yanye was taking revenge on her.
Just because of her words, he retaliated like this.
This man is really...
When the aunt arrived at the door, she saw the young couple on the bed. She immediately lowered her head and retreated out of sight, and then called them: "Master, Madam, Mr. Jian is here."
Zhuo Jian's eyes were obviously relaxed. Fu Yanye looked at him coldly and said lightly: "Mr. Jian, please wait a moment. Auntie, help us close the door."
"yes!"
The aunt didn't dare to delay, so she quickly closed the door for them, and then went down to greet the guests.
Zhuo Jian immediately became nervous again.
Fu Yanye saw the timidity on her face and whispered: "I won't let you go anywhere until it's over."
Zhuo Jian was so frightened that she couldn't help but squeeze his strong arm.
Fu Yanye did not kiss her face again this time, but started kissing her from behind her ears to her neck.
Zhuo Jian's heartbeat was getting faster and faster. She didn't dare to take risks, so she squeezed his arm a little harder, her eyes looking at the roof a little confused because of his kiss.
Fu Yanye was taking off her top, and Zhuo Jian subconsciously followed and stopped her, calling him: "Fu Yanye."
"What did you call me?"
Fu Yanye's sharp eyes looked at the pink color on her neck, and then he attacked the city and plundered the pond unhurriedly.
Zhuo Jian felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. The more nervous she became, the more rational she became. She blurted out the words: "What if I am willing to fall again?"