Zhuo Jian went to glar at him angrily. Fu Yanye felt warm when he saw her crying again, and immediately intimidated: "If you dare to cry in front of me, you will punish you for not seeing them for a month."
"Fu Yanye, you bastard."
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian was so angry that he raised his hand and pushed him.
But he grabbed both wrists.
The pain of her wrist breaking suddenly made her eyes appear, but Fu Yanye was even more aggressive.
He said: "Is it difficult to make me happy? We have lived for so long, don't you know how I like you?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him with red eyes and endured his temper and did not dare to get angry at all. He was almost crazy.
"Why are you so crying now? What else do you do besides crying? I am making you please me and make me happy, I am not asking you..."
"Are you not happy? Who was lying on me last night..."
Who was lying on me last night and looking so helpful?
She couldn't say anything in the future, but she knew he understood.
"What's wrong with lying on you?"
But he pretended not to understand and approached her ambiguously.
Zhuo Jian clenched his hand into a fist, hating that he was not strong enough, otherwise he would break away from him, then swung his fist out, making him look for teeth all over the ground.
Just because he made a wrong choice, he would be humiliated for a long time?
Can she not feel it was satisfying if he had satisfied last night? It was not the first time she had done it with him.
She obviously chose to stay later.
But he ignored it completely.
Zhuo Jian looked at him with resentment for a few seconds, then turned his face away angrily and remained silent.
Fu Yanye looked at her stubborn appearance and pinched her chin again, "Look at me."
Zhuo Jian didn't want to look at him, so he just lowered his eyes and didn't raise them.
Fu Yanye had to raise her chin, "If I don't look at me, I won't let you hold your son."
Zhuo Jian had to look up at him, but the resentment in his eyes became deeper.
But Fu Yanye suddenly smiled darkly: "This looks pretty delicious, otherwise I'd have some morning exercise?"
Zhuo Jian's face instantly blushed to his ears. He didn't show any mercy last night, and she still hurts now.
Seeing that she looked even more proud, Fu Yanye ordered her seriously: "But I am not interested now. From today onwards, you must ensure that you are on call. After finishing, you will go to the house opposite to sleep. I don't want to go with one.
The woman who thought about leaving me sleeping in the same bed all day long, do you understand?”
"Then when can I go and hold my son?"
"You didn't hug me just now?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian's eyes were heavy, and tears were about to flow out to demonstrate.
"As long as you serve me, you can naturally hold them for a while every day, but you just don't know if you can."
"I can do it."
"real?"
Fu Yanye raised his eyebrows.
“…”
Zhuo Jian had a red face and couldn't speak.
"Then I'll wait and see, but don't think I'm making a dead fish like I did last night."
“…”
Dead fish?
The scene of last night appeared in Zhuo Jian's mind, and he tossed her over and over, and was clearly in high spirits.
But she is indeed like a dead fish.
Otherwise, how could he not consider her feelings at all?
She is now his ejaculation, just a tool for desire.
For the next period of time, during the day, he was a well-dressed gentleman. At night, he went to bed and took off his clothes. He was the controller of the human face and beastly heart, dragging her into hell and ravaging her to the end.
He stopped kissing her, ignored her feelings, only cared about his own happiness, and then gave her a sentence: "You can get out."
She would pick up the pajamas on the ground and hug them and roll away, because in the second half of the night, she could finally be with the children.
Until that day he went out again and the children were hidden by him again.
Zhuo Jian was very surprised that he didn't send his children to the old house, and he didn't take the children with him when he went to work. So where did the children go?
Ouyang Ping made an appointment with her to have dinner at Xingguang. When she went over, she saw that she was already waiting there, but she was in a daze and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes, then lowered again, sighing helplessly, "Hey, I'm wondering where my son was hidden by him."
"Um?"
Ouyang Ping was puzzled. It was rumored online that the couple had a good relationship now. Fu Yanye refused even the evening social engagements a few days ago and went home after work.
Ouyang Ping thought they had made up.
"The situation is a bit complicated now. He always takes the children with him when he goes out. This time he doesn't take them, but he doesn't send them to the old house either."
"Forehead."
Ouyang Ping was a little confused.
Soon the supervisor came to serve them in person, and the two of them hesitated, so they ordered a small private room, but the supervisor was very respectful and explained the function of every dish served.
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but frowned and asked her: "Are you raising a baby or having confinement?"
Zhuo Jian was also confused when she looked at the dishes. She looked at the supervisor, "This is not the dish I ordered, was it the wrong one?"
"Madam, this is the dish the boss ordered for you."
“…”
“…”
Zhuo Jian and Ouyang Ping were both speechless.
The supervisor then left, and the two of them ate the confinement meal, but there was no wine, it was juice.
"You still breastfeed the twins now?"
Ouyang Ping asked.
"What other breast milk can't even be seen."
Fu Yanye said that she was not worthy of breastfeeding his son and asked her to find a way to solve it herself.
"Then what is this for?"
Ouyang Ping wanted to laugh, looking at the table of dishes and soup, is this really something that talents who are in confinement are really used?
But anyway, they are very nutritious after eating, so she is too lazy to care too much.
Just curious, what Fu Yanye is doing?
While bullying Zhuo Jian, he also cared about her food and drink?
"I suspect he is worried that you will get rid of your body. He actually cares about you, but he is just embarrassed to say it."
Ouyang Ping whispered to her.
"I asked him this question."
"Is that true? He is also at home?"
"Well, when I go to see him in the evening, he always eats and asks me to eat together. It's basically the same dish."
"Ha, then how did he reply to you?"
“He said he asked me to eat more to give me strength…”
Zhuo Jian can't speak anymore.
But Ouyang Ping couldn't help but go to see her curiously. For some reason, she couldn't help laughing and asked her, "Do you do it with him?"
Old Zhuo Jian blushed, then smiled helplessly, then held his chin and said to her: "He still said he didn't want the children to lose their mothers at such a young age."
"Forehead."
"He also asked me to soak my feet on time every night."
Zhuo Jian continued.
“…”
Ouyang Ping was speechless while drinking the soup.
"But don't think he has a little sympathy for me, I can guarantee it is not."
"How can you guarantee it?"
"He said it himself."
Zhuo Jian was tempted crazy on the verge of depression. She was tortured by Fu Yanye recently and almost collapsed.
She asked a question that day, but then she almost wanted to slap herself a few big mouths.
How did Fu Yanye respond to her?
He said: "You don't deserve to use breast milk for my son, you don't deserve to say you love my son."
He said: "Zhuo Jian, you have to figure out your position and stop making unnecessary struggles. I can't let you do whatever you think like before. From now on, I will be strict with you."
He also said: "Also, don't try to destroy yourself and let the world accuse me of abuse of you, unless you think you will never touch your sons in your life."