Fu Yanye said as he took her cell phone away and put it outside his pillow.
Zhuo Jian looked at his phone so easily and looked at him with a little disappointed look, "Have you taken my things away so casually before?"
I don't ask her if she agrees or not.
Fu Yanye: “…”
He used to be like this, but he didn't want to say it, so he smiled and turned off the light, then carried her from the edge of the bed, and hugged her and lay down.
It was dark and his voice was particularly sexy and seductive. He said, "Is it okay to take it off? It's too thick to wear and feel uncomfortable to sleep when you hold it, huh?"
"Then, then, stop hugging."
She took his hand back.
But the hand quickly covered her waist again, "If I don't hug me, I will suffer from insomnia. Jian Jian, I have to hug you every night to sleep well."
"Then, what about the months we separated?"
Zhuo Jianxin thinks you can lie.
Fu Yanye immediately stood up and pulled her in front of him. The moonlight outside shone in a little, and they could barely see each other's eyelashes. He said, "I can't fall asleep in those few months when I couldn't find you."
"Then how many months have you not closed your eyes?"
Zhuo Jian thinks he is too capable of lying.
If a person cannot fall asleep for several months because he loses a person, then he will not become a god?
Even if you can't become an immortal...
That's true love.
Only true love can make you sleep so hard after losing it?
"If you have medicine, I will take it regularly. After all, I will never collapse before I find you."
Fu Yanye gently stroked her face, cherishing her extremely, and whispered in a low voice.
When Zhuo Jian heard this, he felt that his heart was warmed a little bit more.
This is unreal, which makes her feel illusory, but also...
She had never felt this way in her heart, so warm...
"Jian Jian, I love you."
In the darkness, his voice, so touching the heartstrings.
His lips could also kiss her forehead, the tip of her nose, and...
Well, her soft and sweet lips.
Zhuo Jian was so nervous that he grabbed the sheet under him that he was breathing a little uncomfortable.
When he was entangled by the love he kissed, some such pictures even appeared in his mind.
The one who had been crossing the two of them, the infatuated, the crying, humble girl...
Her eyes suddenly opened wide, but it was pitch black in front of her and she couldn't see anything clearly.
She could no longer help but push him. Fu Yanye thought she wanted to refuse and welcome him, so he held her hands and put them in his heart.
Zhuo Jian's breathing became less and less smooth. The next second, he bit his tongue.
Fu Yanye finally stopped.
And soon, he left her some.
Zhuo Jian shed tears and looked at him unhappily.
Fu Yanye had something to say, but when he saw the tears in her eyes clearly through the moonlight, he fell silent.
"Don't force me, I, I, I'm afraid."
She looked at him, weak, but very rational.
She used her own method to make him stop.
Fu Yanye felt ache in his heart, so he had to go down from her, looked at the roof and murmured: "Okay, I won't force you."
But he couldn't help but look at her in a blink of an eye, and then came to her: "Don't cry, okay? When you want to, give me a hint and I'll kiss you again."
Zhuo Jian sobbed twice in a pity, nodded in a difficult manner, and then was held in his arms.
Later on the spacious big bed, the man pressed against the woman's forehead and smiled.
He really convinced himself, not a big boy in his twenties, how could he be so rash, thinking that he could possess her by giving her a little romantic atmosphere.
Zhuo Jian didn't want to fall asleep at first, but his arms were too warm.
After breakfast the next day, Fu Yanye took Zhuo Jian directly to the hospital.
Jian Qian gave birth to a son, and she is still in the incubator because of premature birth.
Jian Qian was very weak, but she was still calm. Seeing Zhuo Jian pass by, she tried hard to control her tears.
But Zhuo Jian felt that this person was so pitiful.
They are pregnant but have no status, and they are still born prematurely by the man's suitor.
She went up and gently touched her head: "It's okay."
When Jian Qian heard the sound, she couldn't help but shed tears.
Feng Ying stood next to Fu Yanye and never spoke. Seeing her crying, she couldn't help but look out the door. What he was upset was that he had not protected her well and had caused her to suffer so much grievances.
She has suffered enough.
The turbulence and uneasiness from childhood to adulthood made her never dare to think about having a warm home.
But she actually looked forward to it in her heart, and he understood.
"It's good if people are fine."
Fu Yanye said to Feng Ying in a low voice.
Feng Ying nodded and barely remained rational.
Later, the two went out and Feng Ying said: "It was probably because the Feng family members were instigating that woman found here."
"The key point is not that others are trying to provoke, but that you have never given Jian Qian a title and have not expressed your attitude."
"How do I show it? How do I give her a title? I knelt down and begged her, but she just refused."
"It's actually very simple to get married."
Fu Yanye reminded him.
Feng Ying immediately stared at him, naturally waiting for a suggestion, but he still couldn't help but say first: "If we really get married, if you have anything to do in the future, you must serve you quickly."
"Hmph, just keep your woman away from my woman."
Fu Yanye smiled.
He really hopes that Jian Qian has a home.
In this way, Zhuo Jian can be easier.
Originally, Zhuo Jian had no worries in this world, but later he and his children were enough. Why did he have another cousin who was not related to blood?
He just wants his wife to look at him more if she has something to do. As for others, it is only one minute less to stay with her.
Feng Ying smiled and nodded: "I understand."
Seeing that he really understood, Fu Yanye reminded him a few more words.
Later, Fu Yanye sent Zhuo Jian to the TV station, turned around and looked at her at the door: "Jian Qian's affairs were accidents, don't worry too much."
"I'm not worried too much."
Zhuo Jian listened and shook his head in confusion.
Fu Yanye: “…”
"She is actually quite strong, she just meets people in bad ways."
Zhuo Jian said, then he had to get off the car with his bag and was in a hurry to dismantle today's blind box.
As a result, the person was pulled by Fu Yanye. Fu Yanye stared at her: "Isn't you really worried?"
"Um."
Zhuo Jian nodded.
Fu Yanye looked at her for a while, smiled, raised his hand to touch her hair, and immediately pulled her in front of him unhappily, "Kiss it before you can leave."
“…”
What?
Kissing to leave?
Not a child, why are you acting arrogantly?
But when he held the back of her head, she really couldn't leave, so she could only raise her face awkwardly, and her mouth just hit his chin.
Fu Yanye frowned in disappointment: "Why are you tickling me?"
"Why do you want to kiss me in broad daylight? You are still at the door of my workplace."