Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, "Since that's the case, then you can put what you don't like in my bowl."
"real?"
Zhuo Jian immediately picked up the garlic cloves and put them in his bowl.
Fu Yanye: “…”
"Garlic has anti-inflammatory and sterilization effects, and is very good."
Zhuo Jian saw that he was a bad face and said to him with a good temper.
"I will kiss you later on my anti-inflammatory and sterilized mouth."
“…”
It's her turn now.
After dinner, Fu Yanye cleaned up. When he went out again, he saw that there was no one on the sofa and the TV was turned off, so he looked upstairs.
Zhuo Jian wanted to take a shower while he was cleaning the kitchen, but she didn't want to bathe with him every day.
It’s a small bathing trip, so it’s okay to look at each other, but she really doesn’t want to experience Mr. Fu’s tormenting methods.
But……
When Zhuo Jian scrubbed himself, he suddenly understood a truth, that is, when they were together, such things would never be avoided in the future.
Ouyang Ping said that as long as Fu Yanye is coaxed, her life in bed will definitely be very happy. Zhuo Jian thought, don’t be too happy! She can’t bear it!
After taking a shower, I wrapped my hair in a towel, put on a nightgown, wiped my skin care products and went out.
“…”
Fu Yanye was lying on the bed in his nightgown.
Zhuo Jian walked over in small steps: "Aren't you cleaning the kitchen?"
"I don't love doing housework so much. My aunt will come to clean up tomorrow and cook breakfast for us."
Fu Yanye said and reminded her again: "Go and get the hair dryer."
Zhuo Jian returned to the bathroom to get the hair dryer.
Later, Fu Yanye asked her to sit on the edge of the bed, and he blew her hair.
But her hair is too long and not easy to dry.
He turned off the hair dryer so tired that he asked the woman sitting on the edge of the bed, "Can you change your position?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him silly, and one minute later, the two finally found the right position.
To be precise, it is the posture that Fu Yanye likes.
Zhuo Jian sat cross-legged on the bed, and Fu Yanye stood under the bed.
In this way...
Zhuo Jian's head often pressed against his abdomen.
And he suspected that he had deliberately pressed her head down.
Zhuo Jian raised his hand and pressed it on his abdomen. It was strong and easy to touch, but her face was so hot that she felt like she had a high fever.
Fu Yanye didn't listen to the movements in his hand, but he just breathed unconsciously.
Her hands were soft on him.
Fu Yanye finally couldn't help but stop, turned off the hair dryer and looked down at her.
Zhuo Jian also cooperated and raised his head: "It's almost done!"
"No, if you want to touch it, just reach in and touch it."
Fu Yanye said as he wanted to unbutton his pajama belt.
Zhuo Jian immediately grabbed it. She really felt that she was about to finish playing. When was she going to touch it?
Still reaching in?
"Then what, I just feel the pain of my forehead hitting it."
She explained in awkwardly.
Fu Yanye did not stalemate with her, and turned on the hair dryer and continued to blow dry her hair.
The long night is long, and Zhuo Jian feels that this night is dangerous.
Especially in less than two minutes, Fu Yanye finally finished Teacher Tony's work, threw the hair dryer onto the bed and pinched her chin with his hand.
Before Zhuo Jian could see him clearly, his eyes suddenly became dark.
Fu Yanye bent over and kissed her, and in a blink of an eye, he pushed her down on the bed.
Zhuo Jian felt her body bounce on the bed, and her hair was scattered all over the bed.
Fu Yanye looked at her with a blurred look and knelt in front of her the next second, holding her pajama strap with flexible fingers.
She didn't do it if she asked her to solve him, but he had no reason to refuse.
Zhuo Jian was so scared that he immediately grabbed him: "What are you doing?"
At this time inside her...
vacuum!
Fu Yanye looked at her from a high place and said, "Sleep."
"I haven't packed it up yet."
Zhuo Jian tightened his fingers that were pinching her pajama belt, explaining in panic and urgently.
Fu Yanye looked down at the place he was touching.
Not packed means...
Fu Yanye's black eyes became even darker, and his Adam's apple moved.
Zhuo Jian's heart beat like thunder when he looked at his performance.
"Fu Yanye, we agreed to wait until the wedding night."
"Um!"
Fu Yanye agreed, but did not leave.
Zhuo Jian's hand holding him loosened slightly, and the next moment he grabbed his hand and took it away.
He only needed one finger to untie the slippery pajama strap.
"Fu Yanye..."
"I'll help you tie a better-looking bow later."
He learned several styles for her.
But Zhuo Jian was very uneasy and felt cold in his heart, and then he pressed him on.
"Quilt!"
Zhuo Jian shouted awkwardly, when he felt that he even took off his nightgown.
Fu Yanye instantly covered the quilt on the two people.
Suddenly, the two of them were dark in front of them, only listening to each other's heartbeat and breathing.
Zhuo Jian's heart beat very fast and he exerted forcefully, and the sound in the quilt was very small. "What do you want to do?"
"I don't know what you're afraid of, but I haven't done it before."
His voice was dull, and his flexible hands were on her hot skin.
Zhuo Jian thought to himself, what can I be afraid of?
It's just that I'm afraid of hurting the one in my stomach.
"Old, husband, bear it."
The woman's voice in the quilt suddenly became soft and gentle, as gentle as water.
Fu Yanye suddenly lost his temper and his voice became even more dull and low, "So from this moment on, I kept calling my husband and not stuttering."
“…”
Zhuo Jian felt that this was not a difficult task.
Did she stutter?
"Husband, husband is the best."
"Well, my husband will love you very much."
What happened in the bed is hard to describe in words.
Later, Zhuo Jian lifted the quilt and exposed his head and breathed heavily.
But Fu Yanye did not come out.
I don’t know how long it took, but the man who said he would tie her another beautiful bow not only did not do so, but also threw away her clothes.
Boss Fu, likes to sleep naked.
Two people stick together.
Body temperature entangled!
——
The next day, when Zhuo Jian woke up, it was already past seven o'clock. She was a little weak and went downstairs decadently.
"Baby, why are you here? Are you injured?"
"mom?"
Zhuo Jian remembered yesterday that Fu Yanye said that the aunt would come to help clean up and make breakfast this morning, but was her biological mother-in-law in front of her?
Seeing that she was so listless, Wang Yue was so scared that she went over to caress her down the last few steps, and continued to ask: "Did you two do it last night?"
"ah?"
"Didn't you tell you that you can't do it in the first three months?"
"Not done!"
Zhuo Jian’s face is hot, and the topic of this mother-in-law is a bit broad.
"How come this way? I saw that boy was so energetic when he went out in the morning..."
Wang Yue suddenly remembered an explanation, and then gritted his teeth in anger: "That guy is simply, no wonder he is in such a good mood. Did you force you to mess with him yesterday?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian's face was blushing and bleeding was about to drip.
Wang Yue saw that she was shy and stopped talking. She stroked her and sat down on the sofa, "If I want me to tell him about this, you should tell him earlier. That kid should not reject being a father."
"I have to tell him."
It was originally because of concerns that it was hidden, but now it was because of concerns that it was impossible to hide it.