After dinner, everyone was eating fruit on the sofa and watching a show for a while. After the old man and the old lady left the table, Wang Yue and Fu Zhengzhi also left, and the two of them were left on the sofa.
Zhuo Jian clenched his hands tightly and lowered his head to suppress it.
Fu Yanye looked at the advertisement on the TV screen and didn't say anything until he had a call to him.
"No! No time!"
It sounds very lively there, there are quite a lot of people, and the voices of the people talking are very high, like Su Bai?
Zhuo Jian wanted him to go out now so as not to be embarrassed in the middle of the night.
But he said he couldn't go.
Soon he said, "Zhuo Jian is back. We are in the old house, are you okay?"
Su Bai asked him why he would not go?
Zhuo Jian turned his head subconsciously to look at him. After Fu Yanye hung up the phone, he also looked at her and asked her: "Is there anything wrong?"
I don’t know if he was too cold, Zhuo Jianxin mentioned it, then slowly fell down and whispered: “It’s okay!”
She was just curious about why he didn't go out.
I don't know why the incident suddenly came to my eyes again, and she held her hand even more nervously.
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and saw that she had been pinching his hands, so he looked at her again: "What's wrong with your hands?"
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian subconsciously looked at him, and before he could come back to his senses, his hands were already stuck.
Fu Yanye's eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, but his expression was still as cold as he was.
But there was a sudden heat in his heart. She was sweating?
She is nervous?
Because I'm alone with him?
Zhuo Jian subconsciously wanted to pull away his hand, but Fu Yanye held it tightly and quickly spread her fingers apart, rubbing the sweat in her palm with both thumbs.
Zhuo Jian was found to be secretly sweating. He thrust hard several times but didn't struggle to get rid of it. However, he didn't know if he was ashamed or tired, and his face was flushed, "Fu Yanye, let go of me."
Fu Yanye glanced at her coldly again.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously opened his eyes, but a fire in his stomach burned.
She doesn't like being so ambiguous and close to him.
Fu Yanye simply pulled her into his arms.
"Um!"
Zhuo Jian's face fell into his arms, and he became angry and wanted to cry.
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and looked at her face with a red and white look. Zhuo Jian still wanted to struggle, but his hands easily controlled her.
At that moment she could only breathe hard in his chest.
Fu Yanye didn't say a word, just watched her crying and not crying, and she was both angry and not angry.
He had a lot of insight into how to tolerate her.
Zhuo Jian finally couldn't help but raise his eyes and glared at him angrily, but found that his eyes were as deep as the sea, and she could not resist his power at all.
Fu Yanye asked about the fragrance coming from her body, and couldn't help but hug her again.
Zhuo Jian continued to struggle in shame, and she could even clearly feel the warmth on him.
If she hadn't been in the old house, she would have had to fight with him because she was afraid that the elders would know they had a quarrel.
Just as she was thinking about things in shame, her eyes suddenly turned dark. She looked up in surprise and saw nothing, but her hot lips were suddenly sealed by two thin lips.
At that moment, the world seemed to be still!
He actually kissed her again?
Fu Yanye quickly rubbed her into his arms, kissing her while pulling her clothes.
Zhuo Jian could no longer help but start fighting, and supported his shoulders with both hands and pushed him hard.
Fu Yanye kept a distance from her a little, and saw her looking at him in sorrow.
"Fu Yanye, do you have to be such a bastard?"
She asked him with a voice as low as possible.
Fu Yanye said: "Yes!"
Zhuo Jian didn't have time to think about anything, and he was already pressed on the sofa. Fu Yanye felt that sometimes, it would be better to be tougher.
He wants to get her, he wants to get her.
Zhuo Jian felt his hands moving and immediately grabbed his wrist: "You're crazy!"
Her voice was low, but enough for him to hear it.
Fu Yanye looked at her and said in a concise manner, "This is still a bedroom, you can choose it yourself."
Zhuo Jian: "…"
Is this decided?
She hasn't agreed yet.
"If you don't choose, just here."
"Bedroom, bedroom!"
Zhuo Jian shouted in a hurry.
Before Fu Yanye laughed, he buried his face in her neck and bit her neck hard, then he held back.
In a blink of an eye, she was carried on her shoulders by him and carried it away directly from the sofa.
After the two of them went upstairs, the bedroom door was closed, and the other door immediately opened quietly, as if they had confirmed something, and then closed it silently.
Fu Yanye threw her on the big bed, took off her shoes and threw them aside.
Zhuo Jian panted, watched him get up and take off his clothes, and then stepped back, and said to him rationally: "You were drunk that night."
"Yeah?"
Fu Yanye said, taking off his shirt and revealing his strong chest.
Zhuo Jian opened his eyes and continued, "But you are very sober today."
"I advise you not to go around the corner."
Fu Yanye said, and began to untie the belt.
Zhuo Jian heard the sound and could only look at him again: "You can't move me again without my consent."
"Didn't you just choose the bedroom?"
Fu Yanye thought to himself, I am not as old as I can hear.
Zhuo Jian wanted to scold him so much that he bit his lip and finally said, "In that case, what else can I say? I won't do it with you again."
Fu Yanye pretended not to hear it, but it just came to her eyes soon, and held one hand in her ear, gently pushed away the messy hair at the corner of her mouth with the other hand, looking at her with dark eyes: "You said that night, too
Won't."
Zhuo Jian: "…"
"Who was panting in my ear later?"
Fu Yanye asked, then took her lips in her mouth again.
Zhuo Jian couldn't get up in one breath, and his face turned red and his neck was thick as he was questioned by a word.
She clearly filed a divorce indictment to the court.
He obviously took it.
Then what?
Zhuo Jian felt his shirt buttons being unbuttoned, grabbed his hand hard and reminded him: "I know why you suddenly wanted me."
Fu Yanye was stunned and looked up at her: "What does it mean?"
"Lin Ruxiang has asked me for it, the last time I came back."
Zhuo Jian looked at him, hoping that this incident could calm the fire in his body.
Fu Yanye got up a little, but his eyes became colder and darker, "What did she say?"
"She said everything. She had sex with Wang Rui and was Wang Rui's child in her belly."
Zhuo Jian continued to talk.
Fu Yanye suddenly frowned and asked, "What else?"
"You came to me because she was angry, right? You came to me on purpose because she betrayed you, because Lin Ruxiang hated me the most."
Zhuo Jian was very sure of his reasons at this moment.
But Fu Yanye couldn't help but sneer and pinched her jaw: "Because she hates you, I'll look for you? You are really confident in yourself."
"If she does something wrong, you will do it wrong, then what is the difference between you and her?"
Zhuo Jian asked him.
Fu Yanye felt funny, and got up from her and was about to put on her clothes and leave, but suddenly threw the clothes heavily on the ground, gritting his teeth and saying to her: "You are my Fu Yanye's wife!"