Zhuo Jian looked up, looked at him with a charming look, and then fell down the sucking kiss again. Suddenly, he felt that there should be a strawberry mark here.
However, after she got the matter done, Fu Yanye could no longer control herself, lifted her to a certain height, and then turned around and pressed her on the sofa, "Didn't it be intentional?"
"Didn't you leave kiss marks on my neck?"
Zhuo Jian thought he was angry and was not convinced.
Fu Yanye could no longer hold it back, so he lowered his head and began to kiss her, surging and intense.
In the quiet living room, it became more and more ambiguous and affectionate. Fu Yanye pressed her and kissed her, whispering, "Say you miss me."
"I miss you!"
"Think about it?"
"I really want to think about it, Fu Yanye!"
"Call me husband!"
"husband!"
"good!"
Fu Yanye kissed her with satisfaction again, and couldn't even wait to take her to the room upstairs.
Zhuo Jian felt like she was floating on the water. I didn't know when it was, but he finally put her on the bed. She felt safer. She turned over and reached the familiar chest.
She likes to sleep with him in her arms. Every night this week she thinks about him sleeping, the feeling in his arms, and the smell on him.
Fu Yanye hugged her and whispered: "Are you sleepy?"
"You can chat until dawn."
Say all the things you want to say to the other party since childhood but have never dared to say.
"Follow me, just sleep when I'm sleepy."
He kissed her gently on the forehead and hugged her in his arms again.
Are they still afraid that they will not have time to speak in the future?
Zhuo Jian really couldn't bear to sleep, but his arms were so comfortable. She fought her eyes in her back within a short while and then fell asleep.
——
The next morning, she woke up from the bed, and when she saw that both sides were empty, she suddenly got up.
Didn’t you dream yesterday?
She ran downstairs barefoot without even wearing her shoes.
Fu Yanye heard the sound coming out of the kitchen and frowned, "Go back and put on your shoes and walk slowly step by step."
"Ah, OK!"
Zhuo Jian's eyes became astringent when he saw him. After hearing his advice, he couldn't help but swallow more. He nodded and turned around and was about to leave, but he couldn't help looking back at him.
And he was still standing there.
Zhuo Jian's eyes suddenly turned red and he ran upstairs in an instant.
"Slower!"
Fu Yanye's thin lips moved, but the sound was low.
What happened to this woman?
Zhuo Jian went back to put on his shoes, but suddenly sat by the bed and couldn't move anymore. He put his hands into his hair, and suddenly his eyes were wet with tears.
What's wrong with her?
So worried about gains and losses?
He is her husband and he does a great job.
That wasn't a dream, and he had no intention of running away.
Zhuo Jian swallowed even more, and then his hands gradually pressed against his hot eyes.
Ouyang Ping came back from the next room and saw that the door was open, so she looked in and couldn't help knocking on the door gently: "Baby, are you okay?"
Zhuo Jian laughed when he heard Ouyang Ping's voice. He felt that he was so exaggerated. But when he raised his eyes, Ouyang Ping saw his red eyes.
Ouyang Ping walked in, stood in front of her and gently hugged her to comfort her, "Boss Fu is so nice, have you scared?"
"Will it be a dream?"
Zhuo Jian murmured, his voice a little vague.
"How could it be a dream? I saw it with my own eyes. He is cooking breakfast for you at our house. You will grow old together and there will be several children of your own."
Ouyang Ping comforted her softly.
Zhuo Jian looked up at her, and then smiled angry and funny.
She really convinced herself, like a lunatic.
Ouyang Ping was very joking and cheering her up, "It is said that many pregnant women are as emotionally unstable as you. Don't worry, I won't say it out."
Zhuo Jian raised his hand and wiped away the tears that had fallen from his face at some point, then got up and said, "Let's go, go downstairs to have breakfast."
"Can you eat the breakfast made by your boss Fu? "
"Then you stay upstairs, let's continue the two-person world."
Zhuo Jian said that and was about to leave her.
In the end, of course we went downstairs together.
The three of them sat at a dining table. Ouyang Ping was originally planning to sit aside with Zhuo Jian, but Fu Yanye pulled the chair beside him and said, "Sit here."
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes, then walked over and sat down beside him with a little shame.
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but sigh, "I was fed dog food early in the morning, ah!"
Fu Yanye was very happy after hearing this. After sitting down with Zhuo Jian, he carefully served Zhuo Jian with porridge, and then looked at Ouyang Ping: "Do you need help?"
"Ah, I'll do it myself."
She is afraid that the porridge served by the boss will be indigestion.
Fu Yanye didn't say anything, and after putting it on her, she gave her a spoon.
Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye so considerate, and he became moved unconsciously. She wanted to be a refreshing person, but every time she contacted him recently, she liked her eyes wet and her heart was warm.
But he was leaving soon after breakfast. Zhuo Jian insisted on seeing him off, but couldn't help but pull him away reluctantly.
In the airport lobby, Fu Yanye asked her, "How many days should I stay with you?"
Zhuo Jian shook his head, "No!"
But he held his thumb and little finger in both hands and refused to let go.
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and looked at her little movements, then looked at her face again, sighed helplessly, and held her face up: "I'll come on time next week."
"Do I look ignorant?"
Zhuo Jian then looked up at him and asked him a little depressedly.
"You just have to keep being so ignorant."
Fu Yanye raised his hand and touched her face, and hugged her into his arms.
Zhuo Jian took the initiative to wrap his hands around his strong waist and lay on his warm chest, "Fu Yanye, you have to be good, don't be deceived by any female star."
"Well! Don't be fooled by any male star."
Especially when he thought that this woman was a good-looking person, he was a little worried.
"I'm different from you."
Zhuo Jian muttered, no matter how handsome the man was, she passed by after seeing it.
He is the only thing that has remained unchanged in his heart for more than 20 years.
"What's different? You are also my first and only one."
He was in her ear. Although it was not the first time he said that, it was still so beautiful.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look up at him.
Fu Yanye lowered his head and kissed her lips gently. It was not until the airline he was urging him to take off on the radio that he reluctantly kissed her again, "If you don't leave, you really don't have to leave."
Zhuo Jian could only let go of him. When he pushed a step back, she suddenly remembered and reminded him, "Take two sets of clothes to change when you come next time."