The car door was closed, and soon the car left and the two of them entered.
Fu Yanye carried her directly to the second floor, without stopping.
On the big bed, he put her down and let her sit on the edge of the bed. He half-kneeled in front of her. His hands seemed to be very habitual, and he touched her skirt directly from her calves to her skirt. The desire in his black eyes was not increased.
Concealed her and asked her in a low voice: "It's a little cold outside, so let's soak it?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian looked at him with a defensive look, grabbed his hand that was moving in his skirt, and wanted to get angry, and he couldn't help laughing at him, saying a lower voice than him: "You can soak it yourself."
Fu Yanye looked at her with a resentful look, then raised his head and kissed her disobedient little mouth, slowly got up, and kept kissing her on the bed.
"You are weak, I'm afraid you will catch a cold, so I can take a bath with you."
“…”
“Free!”
“…”
“No interest is charged.”
He kissed her, and after saying that, he reluctantly kissed her a few more times before he had to leave.
Zhuo Jian was lying on the bed, with her legs resting on the edge of the bed. After it became lighter, she put her hands gently on her lower abdomen and then looked at the light on the roof.
Her lower abdomen gradually became warmer, and her heart gradually became warmer.
Would he be happy if he knew he was going to be a father?
That day he said he could cooperate with her to have a baby.
Zhuo Jian was a little uncertain, not sure whether he liked children or not.
Fu Yanye went to put the bath water, and after coming out, he leaned against the door and looked at the woman who was lying on the bed without moving.
This time, she didn't run away?
Although I don’t know what she said to Lin Ruxiang, my intuition has something to do with him.
Will she say something to grow old with Lin Ruxiang to stimulate him?
Regardless of whether she is sincere or not, Fu Yanye thought that it would be great if she could say it.
He thought about it himself and then became proud.
"Mrs. Fu, the bath water is ready."
The man's low and charming voice adds a hint of ambiguity in the quiet room.
Zhuo Jian sat up slowly, grabbed the edge of the bed with both hands, bent over and smiled at him, "Come here."
Fu Yanye seemed to be possessed, walked over with his long legs and squatted in front of her to make it easier for her to see him.
Zhuo Jian raised one hand to touch his face and whispered: "I'll go and take a while, can you wait for me here?"
“…”
Fu Yanye thought to himself that she should have thought that she would have a ghost when she smiled like this.
"good!"
Zhuo Jian touched his face, then leaned over his lips and kissed him gently on his forehead, and was about to leave.
Fu Yanye pinched her thin and skinny ankles and looked straight at her with black eyes, "I thought your man would be stunned if you were filled with ecstasy soup?"
Zhuo Jian was stunned and looked at him with a blushing face.
"What's the matter with a couple taking a bath together?"
When Fu Yanye saw that she was shy, he asked her.
"Then, then you don't think it's anything, I might think it's something."
Zhuo Jian still lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him.
If she could ask such a question, she thought he was very...
She dared not scold him.
"I haven't seen it before."
Fu Yanye looked at her again, but he was still complaining and unwilling.
"You, why do you always think about this? Then how did you solve it when you didn't have a woman?"
Zhuo Jian asked this question a little nervously.
Fu Yanye's eyes suddenly became deeper, and her heart was pounding.
"But I have it now, and it's legitimate and legal."
Fu Yanye said every word very clearly.
Zhuo Jian listened, his face became hotter.
He often blocked her with the word "legal" and every time he could block her speechless.
"Then, we have experienced so much, don't you want to build some trust with me?"
“Building trust is to prevent me from touching you?”
Fu Yanye immediately understood her little thoughts.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and lowered his head in shame, a little embarrassed, but he still understood, "Anyway, you promised me not to do it before the wedding last time."
Fu Yanye got up irritably and sat down next to her, supporting her back, staring at her side face.
Zhuo Jian didn't dare to look at him until he heard that sentence.
"It will be cold if you don't go!"
The man's voice was filled with reluctance and anger, and indulgence.
Zhuo Jian didn't dare to turn around, so he got up and ran away.
Fu Yanye saw her running faster than a rabbit, and vaguely saw her smiling and bent her eyes. Her heart softened and she threw herself on the bed helplessly.
This woman just doesn't know how to make men happy.
It would be so soft that it would disturb his mind and be irresponsible.
snort!
Fu Yanye felt that the fire was a little too big and sighed in a collapse.
Who would have thought that Fu Yanye, who was in the business world, was so unfree at home.
Zhuo Jian went to take a bath for fifteen minutes.
Considering her current situation, she didn't dare to take a long time, but after she went out, she saw that there was no one in the room, so she unconsciously walked to the door and took a look.
Fu Yanye brought two very beautiful bowls on a tray, inside the bowl...
Fu Yanye saw her wearing a bath towel and her hair was still wet in front of her shoulders, and she felt a little confused, but she reminded her: "Go and blow your hair quickly."
Zhuo Jian knew that it was for food, so he immediately agreed: "Okay."
Five minutes later, she sat on the sofa in her nightgown and took out the yogurt made by Boss Fu himself. Boss Fu stood behind her and blew her long hair.
Her hair was very soft, and she always told him to let go when she touched her palm.
Zhuo Jian enjoyed this bowl of yogurt very much. Seeing that she had eaten a lot, Fu Yanye said, "If you want to eat it, just eat my bowl too."
Zhuo Jian turned his head to look at him, and was as happy as a child: "Then thank you, boss."
Fu Yanye looked at her with black eyes and then straight.
Zhuo Jian felt a fever, so he quickly turned his head and went to get his bowl to eat.
But after eating more than half of the time, she became a little full.
Fu Yanye put the hair dryer aside after blowing his hair. As soon as he sat down, he was stared at by Zhuo Jian.
"how?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
Zhuo Jian smiled, "I can't finish it, there's only a little left, it doesn't matter?"
Fu Yanye leaned over to her, looked at the remaining half of the yogurt in the bowl, and asked her, "Feed me."
Zhuo Jian: "…"
Now that she made the yogurt look bad, he has always been obsessed with cleanliness.
"Hurry up, it's shameful to waste."
Fu Yanye urged her.
"Don't you think it's dirty?"
Zhuo Jian asked him carefully, and also reminded her that she had eaten this bowl like this.
"I have even eaten your saliva."
“…”
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian felt that what he said was right, so he took a spoonful to his mouth.
Fu Yanye opened his mouth and ate it, but it was still cold, and it was indeed quite delicious.
Zhuo Jian fed him another spoonful, and asked him, "Where did you buy it? The taste is different from what I bought in the supermarket."
"You can't buy it, your man made it for you personally."
“…”
Zhuo Jian looked at him in disbelief. Can he make yogurt?
Seeing that she was dull and forgot to feed him, Fu Yanye pinched her wrist and fed the last spoon to his mouth.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and suddenly felt so moved that he was so moved that he saw a little dip in his mouth, and gently touched his little finger and wiped it off.