Fu Yanye glanced at her little finger and looked at her again.
Zhuo Jian still looked at him with a smile, and his heart rippled again.
"I'll finish eating, I'll do the bowl collection, you..."
Before she could say the words "going to take a shower" she was about to draw a piece of paper to wipe her hands and collect the bowl, but her face was suddenly held by him.
Before he could see him clearly, his mouth was sucked in his mouth again.
I just ate yogurt and it was iced, so the mouths of both of them were cold, and it was very comfortable to meet each other.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but open his lips and gently sucked his lips.
Fu Yanye narrowed his phoenix eyes and looked at her. Because of her actions, his heart was hooked, but she actually dared to kiss him again. Fu Yanye no longer cared about the trust of a gentleman and raised his hand
He hooked the back of her head and pressed her to the sofa and kissed her domineeringly.
Zhuo Jian was still holding a bowl in his hand and did not dare to move around.
Soon, she lay on his chest, kissed him and ordered softly: "You are lying here, I will take the bowl, huh?"
Fu Yanye's hand held her hand in his chest and reluctantly let go.
Zhuo Jian saw the anger in his eyes and reminded him when he got up, "Go and take a shower."
Fu Yanye lay there and smiled helplessly. Soon after, he heard a cell phone ringing on the bed, and he got up to answer the phone.
It's Zhuo Jian's mobile phone.
He stood beside the bed and looked at the number, frowning.
If he remembers correctly, it is Lin Jiaoyang's new account.
That old guy dared to call his wife. Do you think it was too slow to die?
Fu Yanye answered, but didn't say anything, so he was not hands-free.
"A Jian, you are finally willing to answer my phone number, and I know you will definitely answer my phone number."
Lin Jiaoyang's voice was filled with pleasure and confidence (conceit).
Fu Yanye was still standing by the bed, looking coldly at the call time displayed on the phone screen.
"Why don't you talk? Are you still angry about the last time I went to find you? I know you don't like me and let you leave Fu Yanye. I will not let you leave him again in the future. You have your own will. I should
Support, we are still a family. When will we have time to come out for a meal with our uncle? Can you apologize to you?"
Lin Jiaoyang coaxed her like a child.
Fu Yanye found it funny. Does that old guy think he is the emperor?
Or is it a fool to be his wife?
"A Jian?"
The person on the other side of the phone couldn't hear the echo for a long time, so he called again.
"I'm Fu Yanye!"
Fu Yanye said.
Lin Jiaoyang: “…”
Fu Yanye stared at the phone screen with his black eyes. Seeing that there was not hanging there, he asked before he found an excuse, "Since Mr. Lin wants to apologize to my wife, then show some sincerity, tomorrow morning
I think you can buy it."
"Yan Ye..."
"I can answer your phone again after seeing sincerity."
After Fu Yanye said that, he bent down and hung up his phone, lifting up his black eyes, as sharp as a knife.
When Zhuo Jian went upstairs again, he had already gone to take a shower, and her cell phone, which was lying on the bed, seemed to have never been touched.
A WeChat message came in, Zhuo Jian went to bed directly, and then turned on his phone.
It's Ouyang Ping.
"I have insomnia!"
Ouyang Ping said.
Zhuo Jian asked her: "What's wrong?"
"I don't want to chase Su Bai anymore. How about I chase Li Yuqing?"
"?"
"Su Bai seems to have someone in his heart."
Ouyang Ping said.
Zhuo Jian thought about it and found that Su Bai might have someone in his heart. Otherwise, he would not have been single for so many years. But why did he suddenly turn around and chase Li Yuqing?
"Then why did you suddenly choose Li Yuqing?"
"You are Fu Yanye's. The ending is destined. He will have to find another beauty sooner or later. Isn't it appropriate for us to work in the same unit?"
Ouyang Ping asked.
Zhuo Jian thought about it and replied to her: "Go and chase after it boldly!"
Whether it is suitable or not will be known only after trying it.
However, Li Yuqing is indeed a good person who can be entrusted to his life.
Ouyang Ping was obviously much more relaxed with her support, so she asked her: "How are you and Fu Yanye? Does he know he is going to be a father?"
"I've had a prompt, but it probably isn't obvious enough."
So he probably doesn't know yet.
Soon she heard the bathroom door ringing and immediately replied: "Sleep, good night."
Ouyang Ping knew that she must be because Fu Yanye was there, so she did not send any messages.
Fu Yanye's hair was blown dry, and she looked clean and handsome. She walked over and said, "Who will I chat with so late?"
"Ouyang Ping."
Zhuo Jian replied, staring straight at him lifting the corner of the quilt on the other side, and took a pillow with her and leaned against the head of the bed.
Fu Yanye also turned to look at her and asked her: "Don't look at me so obsessed."
“…”
Zhuo Jian didn't know how obsessed he was, but he subconsciously turned his head.
Fu Yanye approached her, "Unless you want to sacrifice yourself."
"sleep."
Zhuo Jian immediately lay down, put the pillow down, turned off the lights and went to bed.
Fu Yanye was still leaning against her halfway. Seeing that she had no intention of dedicating herself, she sighed unconsciously.
A wedding is also considered a wedding night?
Then let's make up for the one I lacked back then.
Tolerate!
There is a knife on the head of the word "名"!
In the middle of the night, Zhuo Jian was so hungry that he couldn't breathe, and hummed sadly. The man behind him said in a hoarse voice: "Are you afraid that the groom will not be able to survive the wedding night?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian woke up in a daze, "Hmm?"
The room was dark and quiet, and she thought she was dreaming.
Fu Yanye couldn't help but kiss her and murmured: "Jian Jian, do you like me?"
"Um!"
Her voice was still weak, and it was obviously a response. I don’t know what the other party asked.
"Then you must also want to hand yourself over to me, right?"
"Um!"
"Love me?"
Fu Yanye asked softly in her ear again.
"Um!"
Zhuo Jian frowned, and was frying with a headache.
"Then you say you love me!"
Fu Yanye's voice became lighter and softer, but he kissed her from behind her ear to her shoulder.
He easily took off his pajamas.
Zhuo Jian just hummed twice and then disappeared.
Fu Yanye raised his eyes, and then put it on her shoulder in disappointment.
——
The next morning, when Zhuo Jian was brushing his teeth, he saw a red mark on his shoulder that was accidentally exposed. When he approached the mirror, he found that it was a tooth mark.
I can't remember when it was left, and he didn't seem to bite her shoulder last night when he woke up.
Fu Yanye walked in and placed his phone in front of her.
A hot search is displayed on the screen.
A letter of apology.
Everyone in our Lin family sincerely apologizes to the new wife of the Fu family and the daughter of my Lin Jiaoyang friend...
Zhuo Jian read the letter in confusion, then looked up at Fu Yanye curiously, "What's going on?"
"Mr. Lin gave us a wedding gift."
Fu Yanye raised his eyebrows and said to her in a good mood.
Zhuo Jian always felt that there was something wrong with her that she didn't know.
Lin Jiaoyang issued such an apology statement. How could it be if he hadn't been choked?
Fu Yanye slowly walked behind her with his long legs, and his hands passed through her slender waist, just in her lower abdomen.
Zhuo Jian came back to his senses, looked at the man's face in the mirror, and accidentally saw where his hands were, and his heart suddenly beating like thunder.