Her voice was already vague, and she was almost speechless.
Apart from crying, the only thing she could do without her efforts.
Fu Yanye looked at her for a long time, and finally, his long legs slightly forward, his tall body pressed against her, pressing her head against his shoulder, "Yes, you have nothing."
Zhuo Jian just breathed hard and could not do anything more.
The quietness of the room seemed to be in silence.
In silence, she was indifferent to her innocent love when she was young, and finally she turned into ashes.
In silence, he had promised her to her, and finally burned completely.
——
I don't know how long it took, but he stepped back and ordered: "Go upstairs."
Zhuo Jian stood up against the wall and looked at him when he heard his words, "I won't go."
"Do you think you are still qualified to lose your temper with me?"
"But I have nothing, and I'm not afraid of you."
Her voice trembled because she shed too much tears, but she was still stubborn.
This is also her last stubbornness.
There is nothing left, only stubbornness.
Fu Yanye was not holding on to anything for a while by her voice, and then he nodded, "Then it's here."
He raised his hand and pulled her clothes.
Zhuo Jian pressed his hands against the wall behind him, not moving.
Where love is where it is.
Anyway, she is just a piece of meat, so he can still eat it.
She thought she would be difficult to chew now.
She would be better off being stinky and hard to make him sick.
Zhuo Jian just looked at him stubbornly, and her tears seemed to be about to dry out, and only the tears on her chin made her feel uncomfortable.
She is patient, and Fu Yanye is even more patient.
He simply stepped forward again and unbuttoned her clothes slowly.
Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered Liang Yu touched him, and then muttered damnly: "You'd better wash yourself first and then touch me."
"I didn't even think you were dirty."
"You're dirty."
Zhuo Jian frowned and roared stubbornly.
He is the one in the world who is least qualified to dislike her.
"Yes, I'm dirty, but I'm so dirty I want you."
Fu Yanye's hands were heavier.
"Do you want it? Anyway, I just think I'm dead. Mr. Fu comes at will, and I don't feel it."
Zhuo Jian was scared, but he was even more stubborn.
“…”
As soon as Fu Yanye stopped the movement in his hand, he had to admit that her words stimulated him.
"Continue, why did Mr. Fu stop? Didn't he want to do it long ago?"
Zhuo Jian glanced at his stopping hand, which was exciting again.
"Why did your mouth become so thorny?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
"Isn't it better for Mr. Fu to teach by example?"
Zhuo Jian's indifferent response is important, stubbornness is important.
Fu Yanye felt that her stubborn appearance was even more ignorant than their son.
Somewhere in my heart was warm, and I had to soften my heart, but when I thought of her running towards the airport, when I thought of her wanting nothing, he wanted nothing, and even the child she regarded as life, he put his hand on her
On her slender waist, she looked at the sexy little suspender inside her, then picked her up and turned around and left.
Zhuo Jian was startled with a conditioned reflex from his hands and hugged his head, but in fact he just thought he was about to fall to death.
"You want to suffocate me with this? Or..."
Fu Yanye had to stop, his face buried in her heart, and sighed helplessly.
Zhuo Jian immediately let go, but no.
Fu Yanye didn't care, hugged her and walked forward. She lost her center of gravity and leaned back, feeling like she was about to fold her waist.
A pair of warm and powerful palms dragged her back before it was broken, and people were still scared.
The two of them looked at each other, and Zhuo Jian was both ashamed and urgent, and he didn't know how to react for a moment.
"Believe it or not, I'll let go now? Let's just fall to death."
He was angry and intimidated.
Zhuo Jian was also angry. Just when he didn't know what happened, he suddenly held up the person on his shoulders.
She is not a sack.
When he went upstairs, he deliberately carried her and grabbed the fabric on his body, who was originally going to be a living dead person.
That's right, the things that you say when you are angry are actually stupid things. In fact, she is just a person who is greedy for life and fears death.
Fu Yanye didn't look at her, but just continued to hold her up.
Soon, the cell phone in his pants rang.
After entering the bedroom and reaching the bed, he put down her, took out his cell phone and took a look.
It's Su Bai.
He answered: "What?"
Zhuo Jian wanted to run away, but his slim waist was immediately hooked by him and he held it tightly in his arms.
"Have the person been found?"
"Now with me."
"That's good, don't scare her, Zhong Mai said she seems to have a little depression recently."
"I didn't see it. Let's celebrate your wife's birthday, I'm dead."
After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he threw his cell phone on the bed and looked at the person in his arms.
depression?
He wanted to escape if he couldn't see it for a second, but his movements were so quick that he thought he had ADHD.
Zhuo Jian also looked at him and listened to the chat. It was her brother Su Bai.
Suddenly I remembered that he asked Su Bai to be her boyfriend, and then he was even more angry and turned around and looked elsewhere.
"Believe it or not, twist your neck?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian's neck chills, and he even feels like he's a devil.
Fu Yanye did not take her to the bed, but this time he did not carry her rudely, but picked her up and went to the bathroom without saying a word.
The door is closed.
Soon the woman's panic voice came from the bathroom, "Fu Yanye, what are you doing?"
"You don't think I'm dirty, just wash it first."
"I don't want to wash with you."
"You use it yourself, wash it yourself."
"Who wants to use it?"
Later I got to bed.
Zhuo Jian was sobbing by him that he could not pull his strength. His hands could not pull him away. He was full of energy and couldn't help him anywhere. Fu Yanye finally pressed on her and pondered: "Do you miss me?"
Tie you up like before?"
Zhuo Jian was so scared that he was honest for a few seconds. After coming back to his senses, he raised his hand and hit him, but he didn't hit him. Fu Yanye quickly pinched her wrist accurately. Zhuo Jian raised his other hand and was then ruthlessly.
He held it, but his fingers still reached his jawline, scratched it, and soon red marks appeared.
Fu Yanye didn't feel it, he just felt that this little wild cat really lacked education.
——
The next morning, Fu Yanye got up and saw that he was scratching his jaw when he was shaving. He leaned over and took a closer look, and then continued to shave.
He doesn't feel ugly or uncomfortable.
Zhuo Jian was weak and dragged into the bathroom without even opening his eyes.
It was not until I hit a wall that I stopped, and then when I raised my eyes, I suddenly became even worse.
"morning."
Fu Yanye glanced at the person who hit him and greeted him in a good mood.
Zhuo Jian remembered that he was so cruel last night and didn't want to pay attention to him at all, but seeing that his jaw seemed a little red, she couldn't help but squint her eyes and leaned over and took a look.
Deserve it.
Realizing that her movements were too close to him and she was a little ambiguous, she stood quietly and looked at him coldly, "I want to go to the bathroom."
“The toilet is there.”
Fu Yanye pointed not far away.
Zhuo Jian glanced at the toilet, then looked at him again.
Fu Yanye asked her: "Don't have the strength? I'll help you?"
Zhuo Jian suddenly looked at him with tears.
My tears dried up last night, but I couldn’t shed today.
Fu Yanye didn't say anything, but he quickly shaved his beard and left.
Zhuo Jian turned his head and looked at him when he went out, and couldn't help but hum.
——
She couldn't eat it during breakfast, so she just looked at the man with a good appetite on the other side and asked, "Will you go back to the old house tonight?"