Chapter 161 Love and hate, why didn't you tell me earlier
Zhuo Jian's tears flowed out of pain, and Fu Yanye sucked her lips, becoming more and more excessive.
Zhuo Jian's breathing was almost completely taken away by him, and then he picked him up again.
This time he didn't stop, and directly put her on the bed and covered her with her.
Zhuo Jian came back to his senses, and his heart beat like thunder when he saw him clearly.
Her cell phone rang downstairs, showing the three words Li Yuqing.
Fu Yanye asked her while untiing her belt: "Who guessed that was the phone number given to you at this time."
Zhuo Jian thought of several people, but she couldn't answer because she felt his belt hit her skin.
When did her shirt open?
Zhuo Jian lowered his head subconsciously, but saw nothing.
Fu Yanye pressed her and his hands pressed.
Zhuo Jian's face was flushed with shame and could not say a complete sentence.
Fu Yanye murmured while holding his bleeding lips, he said, "I have insignificant thoughts about other people's wives. Such people should not be handed over."
Zhuo Jian asked him in confusion: "Who are you talking about?"
"Li Yuqing!"
Fu Yanye looked at her with black eyes and continued to kiss her.
Zhuo Jian felt that he could concentrate on everything he did.
He was so focused that she felt that he had a split personality.
His mind is much more rational than hers.
He is not someone controlled by emotions, isn't he?
Otherwise, how could he be able to kiss Li Yuqing while making her angry?
Zhuo Jian quickly raised his chin and was kissed by him, and her breathing began to be confused.
Fu Yanye grabbed her wrist when he wanted to take off her pants.
Her little hands were cold and so slender. When she held his arm, she knew that she was hitting the stone with an egg, but she still couldn't help but stop it.
"Do you think I can't get the hands, so will I give up?"
He asked her.
Zhuo Jian's force holding his wrist suddenly became lighter.
He won't!
Zhuo Jian knows his bad nature well.
Fu Yanye continued to kiss her again, but when he was about to kiss her on his neck, his black eyes suddenly opened, and he suddenly dragged the back of her head at the scarf.
At this time, the scarf was hanging loosely around her neck, and Fu Yanye took it off her head slightly.
Zhuo Jian suddenly woke up, and immediately covered the injured place with conditioned reflex: "You..."
“The beauty should be shown, especially when I need it.”
Fu Yanye said as he looked at her neck, so beautiful that he wanted to bite it off directly.
But her hand was placed on the left and she didn't take it down for a long time. His smiling eyes suddenly became deep and cold.
"Take your hands away."
Fu Yanye suddenly had a very bad premonition.
Zhuo Jian listened to his low and heavy order and subconsciously refused: "I don't."
"You don't!"
It's not a question, it's just a statement, it's a repetition.
More like a declaration.
The next second, her hand was pinched by him.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously held his wrist with his other hand: "Fu Yanye, don't..."
“…”
Fu Yanye hates her and says no, but when he pinched her wrists and raised them over his head, when his dark eyes saw the scar on her neck that was not very deep but very obvious, he unconsciously
He was angry.
I felt like there was a small flame in my heart, and gradually, it became prosperous.
"explain!"
Fu Yanye angrily gave her two words.
Zhuo Jian looked at his angry look and was unconsciously nervous. He didn't dare to delay too long, so he could only make up a reason: "I accidentally got it cut by the branches."
She didn't believe this reason herself.
Fu Yanye suddenly
"Are you thinking I'm blind?"
Fu Yanye frowned and questioned.
Although the scar is very shallow, it is very straight, and it looks like it is scratched by a knife or something.
If the branches are in this way, the shape is simply impossible.
"Give you another last chance."
Fu Yanye said another sentence, which was also an ultimatum.
"Someone broke into the apartment with a knife."
Zhuo Jian didn't dare to hide it from him anymore, but he didn't dare to look at him again when he spoke.
In fact, she didn't want to tell him too much about her.
Just like those three years, she didn't live a good life, but she knew she could only bear it alone.
No one can really empathize with you unless he really cares about you and has suffered the same situation as you.
Fu Yanye gritted his teeth and looked at her, and then asked her hatefully after a long time: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"What can I do if I say this far away?"
Zhuo Jian whispered in a low voice.
Fu Yanye's eyes suddenly became a little clear, and he unconsciously pinched her wrist even harder.
Zhuo Jian felt his wrist hurt, but his heart felt uneasy. He didn't know when tears started to flow. When she found out, the pillow was a little wet.
The room suddenly became quiet.
The two of them had such an ambiguous posture, but no one was willing to say anything.
Or maybe, I don’t know what to say to the other party.
"Who told you to go so far? Did I say I'm waiting for you to come home? Zhuo Jian, you can't take my words seriously, right?"
"no!"
Zhuo Jian retorted and looked at him uncomfortable.
Didn't he know that it was because she used to take his words seriously and now she didn't dare to say anything to him.
"No? It's true!"
Fu Yanye looked at her with disappointed eyes, and then slowly left her.
Seeing him sitting next to him, Zhuo Jian sat up as well, and subconsciously went to get a scarf to cover his neck.
Fu Yanye swept out of the corner of his eyes and immediately took the scarf away from her hands.
Zhuo Jian's hands suddenly became empty, and she looked up at him.
Fu Yanye held the scarf hard until the phone in his pants pocket rang and he didn't let go.
"Hello?"
Fu Yanye answered the phone.
Ruxiang: "Happy New Year, Yan Ye!"
"Um!"
He agreed weakly and hung up the phone.
The next moment, his eyes darkened, and then he turned to look at the person who was also looking at him, and asked, "Have you called the police?"
Zhuo Jian didn't expect him to ask this suddenly and agreed: "Report."
"I didn't catch anyone?"
"Um!"
Zhuo Jian nodded.
She has no power here, so she just needs to go through a procedure when she calls the police. She knows that she is from the TV station and asks them to check the surveillance.
Fu Yanye sighed, looked down at the scarf and was silent for a while.
"Last time Su Bai said someone was driving to hit you..."
Fu Yanye wanted to say more to her, but when he thought of her hiding everything from him, he couldn't say it.
He lowered his head and swallowed even more, his throat rolled, and then continued to stare at the scarf.
"Maybe I don't know who I offended."
Zhuo Jian murmured.
Fu Yanye chuckled after hearing this and looked at her in a blink of an eye.
Zhuo Jian looked at his dark eyes, subconsciously pursed his lips, and then made an urging sound: "But I have no evidence. All the speculations are only guesses when there is no evidence. If you say something, some people may even be guesses.
It's considered false accusation."
"Then what are you talking to me now?"
Fu Yanye asked her coldly.
Zhuo Jian looked at him for a few seconds, then lowered his eyes and replied to him while getting out of bed: "Then I won't say anything."
Fu Yanye grabbed her wrist and glanced at her with black eyes: "Some of the people you talk about are me, right?"