"Okay, you can do whatever you are happy, but if your parents ask, you can explain it to them yourself."
"What to explain?"
Zhuo Jian immediately asked him in confusion.
"You have driven out their baby sons and can't you explain them?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian's heart tightened.
Yes, he is the only son of the family. If she drove him out, the elders would definitely feel distressed.
Fu Yanye made a gesture to get out of bed, and Zhuo Jian leaned over to hold his wrist: "Don't go out."
"Um?"
Fu Yanye looked at her reluctantly.
"The room is so big, you'd better stay in the room."
"Stay in the room?"
"Yes, stay in the room, wait for me."
Zhuo Jian said and let go of him and got out of bed.
Almost ten minutes later, she got up from the ground: "Hi, OK."
Fu Yanye's face turned pale, he snorted, and without saying a word, he got out of bed.
Zhuo Jian saw him lying in the bed she had laid, but his face was particularly bad, so he told him: "Mr. Fu is the type who is very generous and loves women very much. Good night."
Fu Yanye felt cold when he heard this. Seeing that she was about to climb onto the bed, he reached out and pulled her.
"Ah, it hurts."
Her elbow accidentally hit the bedside.
Fu Yanye was also shocked and rubbed her with pain for a long time, and asked nervously: "Does it still hurt?"
"What are you doing..."
Zhuo Jian wanted to be angry with him, but when he opened his eyes, he saw him who was close to him.
Why, why did she press on him?
Zhuo Jian's face turned red as if he was a palm-slap and lowered his eyes: "Why did you suddenly pull me?"
I don't have any confidence in asking him about his voice again.
Fu Yanye looked at her and said, "If you want to sleep on the ground, just sleep on the ground together."
He hugged her, his voice soft, but he was not compromised.
He doesn't want to sleep underground by himself.
"I refuse."
Zhuo Jian's humble voice.
"Rejection is invalid, Mrs. Fu, your husband finally found you what you have, and finally waited until you were willing to believe that you are the one I have found."
He hugged her and refused to let go, his whispering voice made my heart heat up.
Zhuo Jian suddenly didn't know how to resist, and he felt like he was tied up.
and……
What did he say, it seemed like he was pitiful?
Is he pitiful?
She still remembers that he was so air-conditioned when she first met, and she was still confused and was carried by him onto the plane and brought here.
She still remembered when he threatened her so fiercely and when he threatened her so resolutely.
But now, at this moment, he hugged her in his arms and said such words so miserably.
Zhuo Jian felt a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't push him any longer, so he lay there and asked him in a hoarse voice, "Can you relax?"
"Um?"
Fu Yanye let go of her a little and looked down at her.
"You're almost suffocating me to death."
Zhuo Jian whispered awkwardly.
After hearing this, Fu Yanye couldn't help laughing, hugged her and rolled over for a moment, let her lie on the bedding she was laying on, looking straight at her and saying, "How could I bear to suffocate you?"
"That's hard to say."
Zhuo Jian thought to himself, I always think you can do the things you kill and silence.
Zhuo Jian was not sure about him, he was definitely not a very gentle person.
"When you think about it, you will be grateful for my previous strong and domineering attitude towards you."
Fu Yanye looked at her clean lips and unknowingly came over...