Zhuo Jian felt that his waist was warm. If it weren't for being awake, he would really doubt whether he was being held by this person like this, because he looked clearly an iceberg.
"You just thought too much."
She lowered her head and didn't look at him, but she stubbornly said this.
Fu Yanye held her waist slightly.
Zhuo Jian shook his eyes and glared at him: "Can you be gentle? I'm pregnant."
The force in Fu Yanye's hand immediately became lighter, but his eyes were filled with resentment.
He would yell at him and cry with grievance.
Isn't he wronged?
Her heart and eyes were full of her, but what did she say to herself?
Can he use her to give freedom?
Zhuo Jian put his hand behind and tried to break his hand apart, but in the end he actually pinched it, and he was soon put on the sofa.
Fu Yanye turned over and pressed her inside to prevent her from falling. He looked at her with black eyes for a moment. Seeing that she was so angry, her eyes moved down, her nose was gentle, and her little mouth made her even more
He couldn't help but seal it.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
Fu Yanye suddenly took her lips and sucked it lightly.
Zhuo Jian's mind was empty, why did he still kiss her at this time?
Her hand pushed hard on his shoulder, but after pushing for a long time, it still had no effect.
He bent her knees and looked up at her: "You want to leave, do you?"
"Um!"
Zhuo Jian couldn't speak and was very vague.
"I won't let you go? Zhuo Jian, don't think about coming and going freely."
He bit her lips and said this when he loosened it, then grabbed her lips and sucked it slowly.
Zhuo Jian felt that his breath was about to be taken away, but the sofa was too soft and she was about to sink in and couldn't push him away.
Fu Yanye was about to swollen her kissing lips on the sofa. After a few minutes, he had not left yet. He just buried his face between her neck and murmured, "Do you still want to leave?"
"Um!"
Zhuo Jian vaguely said, it actually hurts, not agreeing.
Who knew that when she hummed, Fu Yanye slowly sucked the skin on her neck again. She hummed several times in pain before letting go, and asked her again: "Do you still want to leave?"
"Fu Yanye, you bastard!"
She hummed and scolded him.
Fu Yanye was not annoyed, and there was nothing more annoying than knowing that she had booked the air ticket herself. He looked up at her, looked at her confused eyes crying, and murmured: "I don't plan to be a good person anymore.
”
“…”
Zhuo Jian looked at him dumbly, not understanding.
"Just be a bastard."
Fu Yanye said.
Zhuo Jian looked at him with a snot, feeling like he was being pushed into a dark pit.
Did she say the wrong thing again?
I don't dare to scold him anymore.
Zhuo Jian wanted to cry, but was afraid that he would torture her again, so he could only hold it back, but soon he was so hungry that he couldn't breathe.
I immediately blocked my mouth with the back of my hand after I found myself crying.
Seeing her like that, Fu Yanye got up from her, sat aside and opened the drawer and took out a box of unopened cigarettes from it, took out the left and took out the inside. After taking it apart, he took it a little from it.
However, considering that pregnant women are not suitable for second-hand smoke, he lit it with a lighter and got up.
Zhuo Jian slowly got up from the sofa, wiped his tears and watched him go to the kitchen. When he moved his mind, he got up and wanted to run away.
But before she reached the door, she suddenly heard a tingling sound.
Then the whole person stopped.
Fu Yanye walked out of the kitchen with his long legs slowly, just holding a cell phone and a cigarette in his hand.
He shook his phone screen towards her, put his hand holding the cigarette to his lips, took a sip of the cigarette hard, and after spitting out the faint smoke, he coldly reminded her, "I forgot before."
Let me tell you, I was bored a few days ago and tied the door lock to my phone with my bored door.”
Zhuo Jian: "…"
For a moment, she was in a dilemma.
She also had a bag on her shoulder.
If you are not blind, you will definitely know that she is leaving.
It was not the first time Fu Yanye saw her like this, so he turned his head and went into the kitchen again.
After seeing him leaving, Zhuo Jian leaned forward unconsciously and wanted to go to the door, but then he was afraid that he would suddenly turn back, so he had several psychological struggles back and forth. Her eyes subconsciously looked at the door lock.
She isn't even sure if she can open it now.
It was their wedding anniversary before, what about now?
And how he controls the door lock on his mobile phone will not be like the high-tech in the movie, and she keeps talking as soon as she touches it...
The more Zhuo Jian thought about it, the more disheartened he became. Finally, he lowered his head and stood there stupidly.
Anyway, I can’t leave this afternoon, so I’m sorry to refund the air ticket now.
Zhuo Jian's cell phone rang, she took it out and looked at it. It was Ouyang Ping.
As soon as she connected, she heard Ouyang Ping ask, "Can you come back today?"
"Um!"
Zhuo Jian agreed.
"Well, Li Yuqing called you two and said...that's what, he was a little worried that you couple would have a quarrel."
Ouyang Ping said again, very tactful.
"His he called you? You told her we're fine, even if there was something wrong, it wasn't because of him."
"Hehe, that's what I said."
Ouyang Ping smiled.
After a few words of conversation, the two hung up the phone after they finished talking. Zhuo Jian was still standing there, forgot to move again.
Fu Yanye came out from inside with a yogurt pudding. Seeing her like she was punished to stand when she was a child, she walked to the living room and called her, "Do you eat yogurt pudding?"
Zhuo Jian looked into the living room in a blink of an eye. Seeing that he had sat down, he thought about it and walked back.
Fu Yanye took a spoon and took it into his mouth, then nodded in approval before looking up at her.
Zhuo Jian also stared at him.
Didn’t you ask her if she eats it?
Why did he taste it by himself?
"Oh! I thought you wouldn't be interested in eating what I cook."
“…”
Zhuo Jian didn't know what to say for a moment.
Thinking of his bullying her before, she was about to get up and throw her a beautiful back. But who knew that Fu Yanye suddenly brought the crystal bowl containing pudding to her, "Hey!"
Zhuo Jian: "…"
A bite is missing.
Fu Yanye held her with one hand and glanced at her with black eyes, "I think she's dirty?"
Zhuo Jian: "…"
Of course it’s not that it’s dirty, I’ve just had saliva from each other.
I just feel unhappy.
"Okay, I'll eat it myself."
Fu Yanye thought to himself, I didn’t even dislike you.
Seeing that he really wanted to eat by himself, Zhuo Jian immediately reached out to take it, "I don't dislike it."
Fu Yanye took his hand back, slowly leaned back on the sofa, watching her eat the pudding he made.
"Aren't you afraid that I will poison it?"
He clasped his hands together and gently rubbed the finger joints of his right hand with his left hand up and down.
Zhuo Jian looked up at him, "I am your seed in my belly now, unless..."