Fu Yanye's movement of untiing his belt stopped immediately, and returned to her, gently stroked her face and murmured: "Call it again."
"husband!"
Zhuo Jian cried in his heart, not so formidable.
Fu Yanye suddenly felt soft-hearted, took away her hand and kissed her eyebrows and lips.
Zhuo Jian was so scared that he wanted to push him away. Fu Yanye wrapped her hand in the sofa, but the kiss never broke on her skin.
Zhuo Jian was a little dizzy and couldn't help calling him, but before he could even scream a word, he suddenly took her lips in his mouth: "Call it again."
"Fu Yanye...ah, husband."
The skin was painful, and Zhuo Jian immediately called out obediently.
"good!"
Fu Yanye praised him with satisfaction while kissing him.
Zhuo Jian felt that he treated her as a child, and thought that she would listen to him with a good word?
Feeling a chill in his heart, Zhuo Jian came to his senses instantly, and his entangled hands pinched his hard, murmured: "Fu Yanye, don't do anything randomly."
"I'm just kissing my wife."
"Fu Yanye, I will die."
Zhuo Jian said to him in panic.
Fu Yanye calmed down and suddenly put his arm under her slim waist and reminded: "Call me husband again?"
Zhuo Jian wanted to curse in her heart, but she didn't dare, so she could only turn her eyes red with a pampered look, "Husband, I'm afraid."
Seeing that her cute appearance was getting more and more popular, Fu Yanye couldn't help but squeeze out a few words from her teeth: "I really want to kill you."
"If you say I call my husband..."
"Just what? I didn't agree to you!"
Fu Yanye picked her up from the sofa and took her directly upstairs.
Zhuo Jian was so scared that she felt like she was teased by him.
After calling out so many times, I still couldn't help but be taken to bed by him.
Soon, she began to feel miserable again, with her delicate eyes filled with tears.
Fu Yanye looked down at her: "I will cry later."
Woo woo!
What does he mean?
Zhuo Jian originally wanted to scare him with tears and make him calm down, but when he found that this method was not working, he immediately buried his head in silence.
Fu Yanye put her on the bed and fell on her in anger.
Zhuo Jian instantly surrendered because she felt that his anger was really very strong.
When Fu Yanye met her, he couldn't help but groaned, and then looked down at the place between the two of them in annoyance: "Forget it if you torture me to death."
"I dare not!"
Zhuo Jian said aggrievedly.
"Where are you afraid?"
After Fu Yanye said that, he got up from her.
Zhuo Jian lowered his head and did not dare to refute him anymore. Soon after, he heard the door inside, and then he realized that he had actually gone to the bathroom.
Zhuo Jian thought the first time he thought that a cold shower was really good, at least it could make people sober.
So I even hope he washes it again.
Later, his cell phone rang again. Zhuo Jian saw that it was Wang Yue, so he picked it up for him. Anyway, if Lin Ruxiang called again, she would not have the courage to answer.
"I am your mother, I'm warning you that I'm a little gentler to your daughter-in-law recently, and she can't stand the tossing."
When Wang Yue heard that the other side was connected, he said a few words without hesitation.
"mom?"
Zhuo Jian screamed awkwardly.
"Baby? Are you okay? Where is that brat? Have you bullied you?"
"mom!"
Zhuo Jian screamed awkwardly.
Wang Yue was stunned and grabbed his scalp: "Baby, it's you, are you with Yan Ye?"
"He went to take a shower."
Zhuo Jian explained.
"Take a bath? Did you two do it?"
Wang Yue was frightened and thought to herself that she could not let them go back and live alone, she could watch somewhere.
"No! But mom..."
"Did mom call?"
Before she could finish her words, Fu Yanye's inquiry suddenly came from behind her.
Zhuo Jian held the phone and turned his head to look at him. Fu Yanye reached out to rob the phone.
Zhuo Jian was nervous and she opened her eyes in shame until she saw his abdominal muscles.
"What's up?"
Seeing her blushing, Fu Yanye stood by the bed again without any haste and asked the person on the other end of the phone.
"I warn you that she is not in good health recently, so don't move thickly. Then why should you sleep in a separate room? Do you understand?"
"You're too busy with care. She just fainted after hypoglycemia. I'll have nothing else to do."
"Hyperglycemia? Hey? Hey? Boy..."
Wang Yue shouted several times, but later he had to admit that the kid really hung up her phone again.
Fu Yanye put his cell phone aside and sat on the edge of the bed.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously moved to the side.
Fu Yanye turned to look at her: "Come here."
"I'll just sleep here."
Zhuo Jian said guiltily.
"Do you want me to find a rope to tie you up, and then you can lie in the position I designated."
Fu Yanye's deep voice threatened her.
Zhuo Jian could only move toward him.
Fu Yanye lifted the quilt and went to bed, covered the quilt around his waist, then pulled the bath towel out of the quilt and threw it on the ground.
cold!
His legs were very cold.
Zhuo Jian got goose bumps when he touched him and immediately wanted to move.
But the person under the quilt was easily trapped by one of his arms.
"Be good, I promise not to do anything, huh?"
Fu Yanye put his forehead on top of her head.
If she dares to move again, the fire he just destroyed...
OK!
Just one minute!
He didn't know why his restraint became so poor.
I obviously endured it for so many years before.
Zhuo Jian originally wanted to stay in his arms obediently and endure it, but he felt that he was holding his hands tightly together.
Oh my God, she really wanted the place where she was lying to collapse, even if there was a deep abyss below.
But this bed is very sturdy.
"Don't be afraid, I can tolerate it."
Fu Yanye felt her tense and murmured.
Zhuo Jian was silent, feeling his body sticking to her again, and she tried to whisper: "Fu Yanye, do you want to consider wearing a pajama?"
"Don't want to move!"
Fu Yanye murmured.
"Then I'll get it for you?"
Zhuo Jian asked.
Fu Yanye didn't move, just smiled.
Zhuo Jian felt that he was hugging him tighter, and then he heard his low and bewitching questioning: "Baby, is it really not possible?"
Zhuo Jian: "…"
"Can you use another method?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian wanted to die, but struggled for a few times but failed.
Fu Yanye chewed her again, then hugged her unwillingly and sighed, reminding: "If I have a fever tomorrow, you have to take care of me."
Zhuo Jian didn't say anything, and Fu Yanye had already gone to take a cold shower again.
——
But when she woke up the next day, there was no sign of Fu Yanye on the bed, and there was not even the entire family.
The aunt from the old house came to her house to prepare breakfast for her. She brought a cup of hot water to the window to see the sea view outside.
Early in the morning, there was news about the suicide of a wealthy daughter. Did he go to find Lin Ruxiang?