Zhuo Jian felt that he was starting to be strong again.
He seemed to have to ask her to wash.
But this is very ambiguous.
“I won’t wash.”
She thought about it, refused decisively, and then turned around and strode towards the sofa.
She lay on the sofa with her hug, then took out her cell phone, turned around and played with her.
Fu Yanye was still sitting by the bed, watching her make her feel helpless, and then smiled and thought, "You can do it."
Zhang Mingmei sent her a WeChat message and asked her: "Have your sister-in-law been acting like a demon again today?"
Zhuo Jian asked: "How do you know?"
Zhang Mingmei: "I went to buy desserts in the morning and saw her and Zhao Ran in the store. Later, I chased me out and told me some big reasons. Hey, I think your sister-in-law should hurry up, otherwise you have to continue to act a fool.
”
Zhuo Jian: "What qualifications do I have to drive her away? Today I asked Zhao Ran to buy new spring clothes for my mother-in-law."
Zhang Mingmei: "Ha, she is really Zhao Ran's good help, then your mother-in-law took it?"
Zhuo Jian: "Returned."
Zhang Mingmei: "Your mother-in-law is indeed a smart woman. If she stands on your side, it will be no big problem. I can sleep with you Brother Su Bai with peace of mind."
Zhuo Jian gave a smile and passed by.
Zhang Mingmei: "By the way, are you staying in the old house tonight? Then you couple..."
Zhuo Jian: "I sleep on the sofa. He is in poor health and needs to sleep more comfortably."
Zhang Mingmei: "I think you are very sick. While he is easy to talk now, hurry up and take it all."
Zhuo Jian: "He is really in poor health."
Fu Yanye: "Do you want to try whether my health is good?"
Zhuo Jian: "…"
She didn't hold the phone and fell into the crack in the sofa. She turned to see him and immediately sat up in fright: "Why are you here?"
Fu Yanye stared at her with dark eyes and soon sat down beside her.
Zhuo Jian watched him sit over, immediately bent his knees and tried to keep a distance from him.
Fu Yanye glanced at her, and found her avoidance, but smiled and said, "I don't think it's appropriate to let you sleep on the sofa."
"Nothing is wrong, you still have injuries on your head now."
"But I'm a man."
"What about men?"
Men are also humans, they will be hurt, angry, and...
Zhuo Jian looked at him, unconsciously he had to come over.
"How can men let women sleep on the sofa?"
Fu Yanye reminded her reasonably.
"Okay, I won't fight for the sofa with you when your injury is healed. Let's do it now."
Zhuo Jian thinks that he knows how to think about women now?
“Or can we sleep together?”
“…”
Zhuo Jian looked at him with caution. They didn't sleep happily together before.
"Um?"
Fu Yanye gestured to her to express her opinion with his eyes.
Zhuo Jian also put a smile on him and shook his head slowly.
"Why refuse? There is not even a quilt here, and it's so narrow."
Fu Yanye frowned.
"We also slept separately before, did you forget? I mentioned it to you."
Zhuo Jian helped him recall it again.
Fu Yanye suddenly felt a little upset, looked at the sofa, and then looked straight at her again.
"I promise I won't touch you."
"It's really not necessary, why don't I go and be with your sister."
Zhuo Jian said that he was about to go down.
Then he pressed his ankle firmly on the sofa before putting it on the ground.
“…”
A warm feeling suddenly came from the cold ankle. She liked it a little, but she had to look up at him and grabbed his hand, trying to break it apart for him.
"You are not in harmony with her."
Fu Yanye reminded.
"You let go first, I won't go."
Zhuo Jian was a little anxious.
Fu Yanye looked at her face with an abnormal redness and looked down at the place he was holding.
He was just in a hurry, but her ankles were so thin, and...
There was a shallow trace there, and he looked down and said, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, you can let go first."
Zhuo Jian reminded him again with discomfort.
Not only did Fu Yanye not let go, he moved both of her legs to his legs.
Her scars have been cleaned, and you can't see them without looking carefully.
But……
Fu Yanye discovered traces, and suddenly what Yuan Man said sounded in his mind: The wife was injured and was seriously injured.
"Is it when Chengcheng was stolen?"
Fu Yanye asked her again.
Zhuo Jian's eyes were obviously unable to see clearly, so he lowered his head to default.
She really didn't want to be pretentious at all, but he was holding her legs like this and not letting go. She really wanted to cry for him to show him.
"Is it Lin Ruxiang?"
Fu Yanye continued to ask.
When he heard that Lin Ruxiang mentioned, Zhuo Jian finally looked up at him again, although he couldn't see clearly.
"It was the person she was looking for, not her own hands."
Zhuo Jian lowered his head and wanted to pull his legs back as he spoke.
But Fu Yanye firmly held her injured front and continued to ask her, "What else?"
"Let's stop talking about the past, okay?"
Zhuo Jian asked, and it was also a request.
Seeing that her eyes were crystal clear, Fu Yanye didn't ask anymore, but he didn't say nonsense anymore and picked her up from the sofa.
Zhuo Jian raised his hand conditionedly and hooked his shoulder, "What are you doing?"
"If you don't have a bed, you won't sleep on the sofa. If you don't know, you think your brain is not working well."
“…”
Who would know the only two of them in this room?
Fu Yanye hugged her and put it on the bed. Zhuo Jian remembered that he was pressed down on his left shoulder: "Don't argue with me anymore, or do you want us to have something else?"
“…”
"I think they can have another sister."
His eyes were very cold, and he was not discussing, but intimidating when he spoke.
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to lie there, staying firmly on the pillow with the back of his head.
But his eyes were full of anger and did not disappear.
Fu Yanye looked at her and suddenly didn't know what to do.
She was unwilling to mention unpleasant things before.
She said that she didn't want to treat his injuries because no one treated her.
But Fu Yanye suddenly wanted to know why he watched her injured but still kept Lin Ruxiang alive.
He knew clearly that he did not love Lin Ruxiang.
Even if he loses memory.
Zhuo Jian was frightened by him. Seeing that he didn't know what he was thinking, he whispered: "Don't think too much, the doctor said you shouldn't think too much now."
"Have I ever told you that I don't love Lin Ruxiang?"
Fu Yanye came to his senses and stared at her and asked.
Zhuo Jian choked up and looked at him for a few seconds before responding softly: "Yes."
have?
That's good.
Fu Yanye breathed a sigh of relief.
"Go to bed early, you have to go to work tomorrow."
Zhuo Jian then reminded him.
"Um."
He promised her, but searched for her face that was only a palm-sized face. He wanted to know immediately what had happened to them, but damn it, he couldn't remember it at all.
Zhuo Jian looked at him in front of her in that position, and embarrassedly turned his face to the side, and then said softly: "Fu Yanye, go to bed quickly."
Only calmness was his response to her, and then he slowly bent down.