Chapter 1148 He asked, do you have to make me feel like a lost dog?
"You haven't even talked to me about WeChat like this, why should he do?"
He was so sore that he rushed over and asked, holding her face, gritting his teeth.
"You smoke..."
What wind?
Suddenly his mouth hurt a little. He didn't want to hear what she hurt him, but just wanted to punish her, along with her hand holding the phone.
Zhuo Jian felt that his hands hurt, more painful than his mouth.
He pinched her hand and reached straight into his coat, stroking his hot chest through the thin shirt fabric.
Zhuo Jian's face became hot in an instant. He wanted to suck his hands away but was pressed tightly by him. Then his kiss became deeper and deeper.
Wang Rui is still in the car.
Zhuo Jian resisted for half a minute, then stopped.
Holy.
What she thought to herself was, forget it, Brother Rui has seen him a lot anyway.
But after she did not resist or respond, he gradually became honest and only gasped on her forehead.
Zhuo Jian's face was slightly dissatisfied.
The person who had just calmed down suddenly raised her beautiful jaw with dissatisfaction after feeling her repulsion, then lowered his head and sucked on her neck.
"snort."
Zhuo Jian made a muffled sound in pain.
Then he grabbed the fabric of his coat tightly with his hands to endure the piercing pain and itch until he voluntarily stopped.
The road to the old house was a bit far, so far that she was later tired and uncomfortable when she was pressed on the sofa.
Zhuo Jian did not express his opinions on those little moves in the car.
However, I waited for the car to finally arrive at the old house and slowly stopped behind the door.
"Boss, madam, here."
Wang Rui dared not look back.
Fu Yanye lay on her and sighed, looked at her red face, unconsciously leaned over and bit it, then got up and got out of the car.
Well, after Boss Fu got off the car, he looked so well-dressed and ready to go.
Zhuo Jian was lying in the car for a long time and couldn't get up. He felt that when she was a child, she should have listened to her mother's words to learn Taekwondo and other things, and let her daughter learn it in the future, otherwise it would be too easy to be bullied.
When she came out of the car with her bag on her back, her hair was messy, her lipstick was almost gone, and her clothes were not neat, which was just two different feelings with him.
Fu Yanye stepped forward, "Can you still walk?"
Just a few words, she suddenly became so angry that she glared at him, turned around and strode towards the door.
Fu Yanye felt that she was so cute just now.
However, seeing the redness of her chin, he couldn't help but touch his lips, then turned to look at Wang Rui, waved his hand to signal that he could go home and follow Zhuo Jian into the house.
There is no moon at night in City A, but there are people around her.
Fu Yanye quickly caught up with her and suddenly grabbed her wrist after he arrived at the living room.
"Mr. Fu has any advice?"
"No advice, just ask Mrs. Fu for help."
"Oh? Why are you busy? Mrs. Fu will definitely serve you."
Zhuo Jian blocked his breath and smiled back to him.
Fu Yanye could see that she was angry, but he still pulled her to the floor-to-ceiling window.
Zhuo Jian stood in front of the window and watched him suddenly take out his cell phone from his pants pocket, and then open it...
Shooting function?
"Look at your phone."
Fu Yanye hugged her shoulder and reminded her.
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and glanced at the screen.
Isn't it just taking pictures?
There are few photos of them?
There is no shortage of this one for him.
But……
When she thought she was just simply holding her shoulder to take a photo, she looked at the screen of the phone and concentrated her attention to make herself look unhappy but not too ugly, her side face suddenly became heavy.
Well, whose dog mouth is kissing her?
Zhuo Jian blushed suddenly, turned around and pushed him, "What are you doing?"
"There is no moon tonight, but it feels good."
He didn't get pushed away and said to her with a smile.
"Are you sick?"
Zhuo Jian cursed and left. Halfway through, Zhuang Mingli's WeChat about the moon suddenly appeared in his mind, and then he couldn't help but turn his head to look at him again.
He was still standing there, looking at his phone, not knowing what to make up, but...
Is he for the WeChat message Zhuang Mingli?
A psychopath is a psychopath.
She was even more angry and ran upstairs.
I just returned to my room and wanted to take a shower and go to hold my daughter. But before I could take a shower, Zhong Mai called me, "Your husband is so interesting. I can't see you all disgusted."
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian was in a fog when he heard it.
"Didn't you see it? He just posted a photo of your friends, saying that he would be satisfied if he had stars on a night without the moon."
“…”
Zhuo Jian sat on the edge of the bed and sighed helplessly.
"What's wrong? I thought you forgive him, didn't you?"
It looks like that, it is completely the feeling of the little wife being tricked, and it is unique.
"He suddenly said he wanted to take a photo. I didn't want to be troublesome and cooperated with him. Who knows what he was doing? He suddenly kissed him and even posted that kind of friend circle."
As she spoke, she turned on hands-free and then opened Fu Yanye's circle of friends.
He really dares to say it.
Where are the stars?
Zhuo Jian suddenly thought of the origin of Starlight a few years ago, and he was immediately angry.
Why can't he love her well?
He didn't know how envious she was...
Either love her well or let her go, why is it so difficult?
Tears were about to emerge again for some reason. She chatted with Zhong Mai for a few more words and hung up the phone and went to take a shower.
But when she was about to pick her daughter after taking a shower, she opened the door and was suddenly stunned by the scene in front of her.
Fu Yanye was wearing pajamas and holding his sleeping daughter at the door, his voice low and steady, "I'll give her daughter."
She had to sleep with her daughter every night in the old house. He had already felt the rules and she would lock the door.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously moved out of the position.
But Fu Yanye looked at her fluffy eyes and felt a little uncomfortable.
I don’t know why she suddenly cried, but she seemed very sad.
He walked in with his daughter with his long legs, turned his head to look at her, and guessed in confusion, "What's wrong? I feel uncomfortable?"
Zhuo Jian didn't look at him, but just lowered his head, a stubborn voice that made people unaware of, "Put her down quickly and go out."
Fu Yanye: “…”
The thought of concern was swept away, and I felt that in this family, he was the one who was the most pitiful and needed to be cared for by others.
But even his always steady father told him that day that if he continued to toss, his father would not mind finding a lawyer to file a divorce lawsuit for Zhuo Jian.
Even though Zhuang Mingli was pursuing Zhuo Jian, Fu Zhengzhi actually said that there is nothing wrong with this.
Fu Yanye went to put down his daughter, covered her with a quilt, and then sat on the edge of the bed and didn't want to leave.
Zhuo Jian was still standing at the door, with a wide open door.
For two or three minutes, it was very silent and silent.
"Fu, Yan, Ye."
Zhuo Jian called his name lightly and slowly.
Fu Yanye lowered his head, then had to get up, put his hands in his pajama pocket, and walked to her, "This was originally my room."
"Then I'll go."
"You know that I don't mean it, what can I do later? Do you have to make me feel like a lost dog?"