The door opened and after they entered, the room was quiet.
Fu Yanye hugged her and turned around and closed the door, pressed her against the door panel, and his lips could not be separated from her skin.
Zhuo Jian's neck was so itchy that he pushed his hands against his collarbone and to his neck, but his two thin lips were still igniting randomly on her neck.
"Fu Yanye."
She called him in a hoarse voice.
Fu Yanye stopped for a moment, but still maintained that position, gasping for unbearable breath.
"Don't do this."
Her long and dense eyelashes were squeezing, like a moving butterfly wings spread under her eyes, and she pushed him gently with a slight panting.
Fu Yanye slowly moved his face away from her neck, and his black eyes saw clearly her blushing, shameful and helpless look.
How could he just give up?
Her lips were slightly relieved and he immediately suppressed her gently.
Zhuo Jian avoided conditioned reflexes, but the back of his head was wrapped around his hands, and all the movements were done in one go. He pressed her against the wall and kissed her the way he wanted, tangling with affection.
Zhuo Jian felt that he was clearly the one who was raised high, but he had no meaning at all, and he just couldn't escape.
Until he could not help but kiss, he stopped himself and asked her in a deep voice: "Do you eat first or eat me first?"
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian was stunned. It took several seconds to make a noise, but after understanding what he meant, he turned his face away and his voice was still rustling, "Put me down first."
What to eat or eat you?
She complained in her heart.
We are all divorced.
But she would not say these five words often, because he would be stimulated. If he was stimulated, he would not have the best results.
Fu Yanye reluctantly put her down, and Zhuo Jian moved slightly to the wall.
Fu Yanye watched her move in his arms and quietly followed.
When she arrived by the wall, she raised her eyes and glared at him a little angry. That glance was both delicate and tricky, but he was just very greedy.
He even wanted to kiss her again and tie her to the bed.
She looked angry, like a little rabbit who was only angry.
Zhuo Jian looked inside and suddenly asked, "Is there any hot water? I want to drink hot water."
Fu Yanye glanced at her intently. The restless expression in her eyes made him smile unconsciously. His forehead was pressed against her forehead and he asked softly: "Do you want to run away again?"
“…”
Unexpectedly, my thoughts were exposed and I couldn't say anything else for a moment.
But Fu Yanye smiled again and leaned into her ear: "I can control all the doors in this house, forgot?"
I really forgot!
Zhuo Jian was so angry that he immediately opened his face and tilted his head to prevent him from pressing her so ambiguously.
"Baby, you haven't been back for too long."
Facing her embarrassed blushing, he just held up her face and let her look at him, saying this to her very seriously.
Zhuo Jian looked at his facial features and began to magnify infinitely in front of his face again, and subconsciously raised his head: "What is that?"
"Rabbit, spider?"
She exclaimed.
"spider?"
He didn't respond at the first sound, and only subconsciously turned his head after hearing the spider.
"Really, it's so big, ah, it's going to fall on your back?"
Zhuo Jian continued to scream.
Fu Yanye looked at his shoulder.
Zhuo Jian instantly pushed him out and opened the door.
"Ah? It hurts."
The door handle was clearly in her hands.
But she was in his hands.
Zhuo Jian realized that it was too late to do anything when he grabbed his wrist. He was anxious and could not escape the feeling that he had been sentenced to be in his bed tonight.
"It seems you want to eat me first."
He said to her firmly.
The two of them were so close that Fu Yanye didn't know what she was thinking. He was so confident in himself that he thought she could escape.
In just one second, he caught her and then carried the person up directly.
"Fu Yanye."
Who wants to eat you first?
She yelled.
But he carried the person on his shoulders and his legs were tied up by him, so her hand waved slightly.
"Does your ass be slapped?"
Then I really hit it.
Zhuo Jian stopped moving, until he threw it on their big and soft bed. Zhuo Jian almost immediately got up and wanted to escape from the bedside.
Fu Yanye grabbed her two small legs and dragged her back, and quickly pressed her on her.
"Fu Yanye, is there something wrong with your memory?"
Her voice became thinner when she was nervous and scared.
"Um?"
Fu Yanye responded while pulling her dress.
"Otherwise, how could you always forget about our divorce?"
She really wanted to cry, she really didn't have such a thing, she still got so entangled after divorce.
After listening to the movements on Fu Yanye's hand for two seconds, he immediately came to her: "Don't you stop eating after divorce?"
“…”
What does this have to do with eating?
Zhuo Jian pushed him hard and grabbed his hand, but many times, her hand hurt, and he still did whatever he wanted.
At the critical moment, he suddenly stopped. Zhuo Jian thought he was impotence, but the result was...
"Wait a minute!"
He held her hand in one hand and leaned his upper body towards the bedside table. Soon, she saw him take out a safety product from it.
"Fu Yanye, stop making trouble."
Zhuo Jian was panicked.
"Be good, you can't be so quickly and get pregnant."
Fu Yanye gently comforted her while unpacking.
So fast to get pregnant again?
What are you pregnant with?
Suddenly, he looked very regretful since she became pregnant, and his hatred look at his son. When he understood that she had not forgotten to run away.
Fu Yanye felt that he might be too excited, otherwise the packaging would not be able to be unpacked for a long time. He was so angry that he wanted to throw it away and change it, but...
Zhuo Jian's hands were relaxed and he used brute force to push him out.
When Fu Yanye was pushed away, he saw Zhuo Jianzhao get out of bed and run out without even having to wear his shoes.
She really wants to escape.
He had brought her all this night.
This woman is so naive.
Before Zhuo Jian could run to the door, he was caught by him. Fu Yanye was angry and funny. He hugged her from behind and asked her in her ear: "It must be like this? It seems that I'm going to be so.
I'm forcing you."
"It was."
Zhuo Jian completely ignored the decency and his delicate tears fell on the demonstration.
"But you are mine."
"I'm not yours."
She became even more angry.
"no?"
"no!"
Zhuo Jian stubbornly protested to him.
But his hand was suddenly pinched and his fingers were bitten hard.
It hurt so much that she couldn't get rid of it. She snorted in pain and shouted at him again: "Fu Yanye."
"Is it my person?"
He continued to ask.
"You, you always do this."
“Which?”
"Please confess with words and deeds."
Zhuo Jian hummed in pain and burst into tears, but he was not weak at all.
After hearing this, Fu Yanye couldn't help laughing again, and gradually tightened her in his arms from her body, feeling that this moment was extremely precious.