Zhuo Jian's tears fell out of fear and pushed his chest away and retreated to the edge of the bed.
Fu Yanye approached and said, "It's going to fall."
Zhuo Jian could no longer retreat and grabbed his strong arm with his hand, "Don't come over."
"You are going to fall, what should you do if you fall to your baby?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously tried to move even more.
Fu Yanye grabbed her wrist with both hands and cleverly held her in, and soon dragged her into his arms.
Zhuo Jian stubbornly refused to stick to him, and his tears even stared at him, "What are you doing?"
"Show you what abuse is."
Fu Yanye held her and leaned against the head of the bed, letting her in his arms, and he turned around and took his cell phone.
When the mother searched for the word "sadness", the first one was sadomasochism. Zhuo Jian only looked at a few short lines and his body quietly slid down, trying to escape from his arms.
Sadness also becomes a sadism or sexual sadism, which refers to the satisfaction of causing pain or humiliation in the opposite sex or spouse...
Sex, change, too.
hehe!
Zhuo Jian was so scared that his whole body was numb.
Fu Yanye also frowned, and couldn't help but question, what the hell?
"Fu Yanye."
Her voice was hoarse and weak.
"Um?"
Fu Yanye looked down at her, and narrowed her phoenix eyes when she looked so scared that she was half-slimming.
"I'm scared."
She trembled, weak voice.
“…”
Fu Yanye suddenly felt a very bad feeling. He threw his phone away and put his hand under her armpit and lifted her up and pressed her under his body. "What are you afraid of?"
"You not only have cleanliness, but also sadism."
After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he felt a gust of wind blew into his blood from his hair.
That kind of cold, harsh.
Zhuo Jian's eyes were red, and he was flirty and scared.
Fu Yanye felt like he was stabbed in his heart, and then he whispered: "I don't have this symptom."
"But you always love to leave traces on me."
Her voice became weaker and weaker.
At this time, it seemed that those messy problems were not a problem. The important thing was that he was sick.
Fu Yanye's tongue tip against the back alveolar and tried hard not to beat her.
What happened to him leaving two tooth marks on his wife?
He is the only man in this world who can do this?
He doesn't believe it!
Damn Duckling.
Fu Yanye cursed fiercely in his heart.
He originally wanted to use that to prove his innocence, but in the end...
Zhuo Jian shrank in front of him and whispered: "I want to go back to the old house."
"Um?"
"I'm afraid the baby is in danger."
Her voice was getting lower and lower.
If it weren't for the only two of them in the room, and they were so close together at this time, he wouldn't have heard what she said.
"Zhuo Jian, if you look like this, I promise to leave traces on every inch of your skin. Do you believe it?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian's two tears slipped from the corner of his eyes and wetted it on the bed sheet.
This is even more certain that he is sick.
"I'll make dinner, stay here and don't run around. You know, you can't run out, but once I find out, you run..."
Since she decided he had sadism, he didn't mind intimidating her anymore.
Zhuo Jian looked at him with tears in his eyes, pitiful, and dared not say a word.
Fu Yanye got up and went out.
Zhuo Jian shrank into the quilt and stared at the door with his eyes fixed on it.
She couldn't help thinking, it's over, if he had that problem, wouldn't she be miserable in the future?
I suddenly thought of some rebirth-abuse novels, those female protagonists who were abused and incompletely illegitimate, and the child in the female protagonist's belly was killed by the male protagonist himself, and the female protagonist also...
Dead.
She doesn't want to die, and she doesn't want to be reborn, she just wants to live clearly in this life.
I finally lived to my twenties.
Fu Yanye was upset while doing supper. What's the matter?
That woman had already had a lot of grudges against him, so now is it better?
He also added sadism to him, ha.
An hour later, it was raining outside, and two people sat at the dining table, across the table.
Zhuo Jian became cautious in his meals.
Fu Yanye frowned and looked at her, really trying to clean up her, but the phone rang and stopped him.
It's solemn.
Yan Zheng was very straightforward, "Come out for two drinks?"
"No time."
Fu Yanye heard a serious tone, as if he was in a bad mood, but he was in a worse mood now.
“What are you doing?”
Yan Zheng naturally could hear that his good brother was unhappy.
"What are you doing? Abusive."
"What?"
“I have sadism.”
"Uh, are you couple having such a good time? Then I'll bother."
Yan Zheng felt that he was indeed not suitable to ask someone to come out to drink, and he was thinking of another drama.
Zhuo Jian was eating tremblingly. Seeing Fu Yanye put down his cell phone, he said to him, "Brother Su Bai asked you to have a drink? You're going."
"Brother Su Bai? Have you been calling me so close?"
“…”
This has been called that since childhood.
Fu Yanye took up the wine glass in annoyance and drank a sip of wine, then placed it heavily on the table.
Zhuo Jian didn't dare to speak anymore and lowered his head to finish the soup he had served.
"It's not your Brother Su Bai, it's your Brother Yan Zheng."
Fu Yanye suddenly explained.
Zhuo Jian was stunned. He didn't say that she could guess, but she was just those two.
"You're going out, I'm fine."
Zhuo Jian said another sentence.
Fu Yanye snorted and laughed, "Of course it's okay for you, after all, you are a good wife who knows how to give her husband complete freedom. But as a partner abuser, I can't help but feel happier to drink with my brother than to be with you.
”
"Haha, haha."
Zhuo Jian twitched the corners of his mouth awkwardly and stopped talking.
I just hope to come soon tomorrow, she really doesn't want to stay here anymore.
She even wanted to go back to the small apartment opposite.
but……
Whether it was the heavy rain outside or the man opposite, she successfully blocked her.
His rice was delicious, especially her taste.
Or it should be said that it was done completely according to her preference.
Zhuo Jian was actually very moved by this.
But when she thought of other things, she was a little afraid to move.
After dinner, he was a big president and went to clean the kitchen. She sat at the dining table and ate the fruit he had cut and looked at him by the way.
Those women who are obsessed with him must be like her, who are obsessed with his handsome appearance.
If those people knew his temper and illness, would they still dare to be obsessed with him?
Zhuo Jian thought for a few seconds, and then quickly came up with an answer.
dare!
But no matter how obsessed she is, she is not sure about him.
He seemed to like her very much, but he didn't seem to be.
Otherwise, how could he be so angry because she said something wrong? What he did this time was like not having sex with her.
But when he lived together, he looked like a three-good husband. He cooked for her, picked the right clothes for her, and gave her a warm chest.
Soon Fu Yanye came out of it and stood in front of her.
When Zhuo Jian came to his senses, he looked at his expensive belt and slowly raised his head with conditioned reflexes.