She knew she was mean, she knew she should be generous, she should be open-minded, she should let go of those bad things.
But she just couldn't do it.
She is,
Jealous.
"Even if I don't remember it, I still can't extricate myself and long for you."
Fu Yanye looked at her with distress and told her gently.
Zhuo Jian's tears stopped and began to flow out again.
In the dim space, the tall Fu Yanye held her face and lowered his head to kiss her wet lips that were crying.
She sobbed and Fu Yanye couldn't kiss her well. After letting go of her lips, she looked at her trembling appearance. Her thumb gently wiped the tears from her face and murmured, "I won't let you go home if you cry again.
Is it? "
"It's not that I haven't rushed."
Zhuo Jian's words were so vague that he cried.
Fu Yanye smiled helplessly and said softly: "I will cry again, I will ask you here."
“…”
Zhuo Jian suddenly stopped sobbing and looked at him with grievance.
Her thin body was pressed against the white wall, her hands were placing on it, and her fingertips were slowly bent.
Fu Yanye's tall and straight body was close to her. From behind, she completely enveloped her in her arms, almost invisible.
Both of them have excellent figures, and even standing together like a picture.
Zhuo Jian's eyes gradually became more childish or delicate.
Fu Yanye's black eyes were still looking at her so seriously until she suddenly raised her hand, hooked the back of his neck, and tiptoed to her lips.
Fu Yanye's heart trembled, and then her slender waist was reflected on the conditioned reflex, tightly tying her in his arms to take care of her, instead passively taking the initiative.
His kiss can always be very deep.
Let her miss her toss and turns in the night when she is sleepless.
Her hands were wrapped around him, she felt like she was going crazy, and she felt so wronged that he only wanted this thing.
then……
When he couldn't help but put his hand in her clothes, her hand suddenly stroked his heart.
Those hands were gentle but easily allowed him to open his heart.
Immediately afterwards, a strong heart was heard.
He suddenly lost the little thing in his arms that was so gentle that he was about to burst.
Yes, she pushed him away.
When he wanted to strip her naked, he was unprepared.
He thought she was going to unbutton him.
"I just won't give it to you."
Zhuo Jian’s work is important.
But Fu Yanye was overjoyed when he saw it, and couldn't help but smile, raised his hand and walked towards her with the corner of his wet mouth.
Zhuo Jian quickly turned around and ran inside, "Fu Yanye, don't you think it's so easy to climb onto my bed."
“No bed.”
Fu Yanye said that he would catch up with her in just a few big strides.
Zhuo Jian ran to the side of the sofa, holding the back of the sofa with both hands, "Don't chase after you again."
"How old is it? Do you still have to play the game of catching chickens with me?"
Fu Yanye stood in the middle of the sofa and did not take the distance between the two seriously.
But her eyes were very careful.
"Whoever wants to play games with you? In short, I will not give it to you if I am not upset."
After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he ran out.
She thought he could not catch up.
Because she ran far away, she still couldn't hear his footsteps.
But just as she was about to open the door, she was blocked on the wall panel next to the door and pressed tightly there.
Fu Yanye's hand held her hand on the door handle, took it apart bit by bit, then put it in her heart, hugging her well from behind, "Promise me, don't play the car crash game anymore, I
Can bear it."
His lips gently brushed against the side of her neck, and the low and enduring voice was so nice that she was addicted to her heart.
Zhuo Jian was originally running out of breath, and his breath gradually calmed down in his words.
But there was a sensation of heat on her neck that itched so much that she wanted to resist, but the person was completely controlled by him and could not move.
"Would you be better if you are better? Jian Jian, promise me."
He yelled lower than the other, and two thin lips left light kisses one after another on her neck, and he wanted more without satisfaction.
"good."
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to agree.
In fact, she didn't want to kill Ru Xiang, she wasn't so stupid, but if something unexpected happened...
That is God's will.
Fu Yanye's kiss on her neck moved from her to her side, and after the kiss was soft, he praised: "So good."
He let go of her, Zhuo Jian finally turned around between him and the wall, pressing his hands and heels against the wall, looking up at him, "Can you let me go home now?"
go home?
The lust in Fu Yanye's dark eyes had not subsided, so how could he bear to end the world of two people with her like this?
"I heard that we bought an island which is pretty good. Let's go on vacation together on weekends?"
"Okay, sons can also go and breathe fresh air. By the way, call your parents and grandparents. They haven't been there for a long time."
Zhuo Jian nodded and agreed and planned.
"It's just the two of us."
Fu Yanye said softly, but his eyes were very confident.
No more person.
"Then I won't go anymore. I promised my mother to accompany her to the mall on weekends."
Zhuo Jian's eyes moved and he refused without hesitation.
“…”
Fu Yanye looked at her and always felt that she did it on purpose.
"Can I go back now?"
Zhuo Jian said, and his hand against the wall wanted to touch the door handle again.
Fu Yanye held her hand, put it on his lips and kissed her, looking at her with a little resentful look, "I know I just want to share with you in the world."
"What does the world of two people mean? How happy the whole family is together."
Zhuo Jian's heart was so warm that the four words of the two people's world were made of warm.
But she just didn't want to make him too excited today.
After hearing this, Fu Yanye had no choice but to let go of her hand, "Okay, then I won't go."
He pushed, put his hands on his hips, and his eyes prompted her to go home.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and thought he was weird, but he was too lazy to care about him. If he could run, he would run away quickly.
After she left, Fu Yanye stood on the side, looked down at the ground and smiled helplessly.
His wife is getting more and more knowledgeable.
During dinner, Chengcheng ate with them. Seeing that they didn't talk to each other, Chengcheng's beautiful long eyelashes moved, and then shouted: "Mommy."
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian drank a spoonful of soup and looked at him in a blink of an eye.
"What's wrong with Dad?"
Chengcheng asked.
Zhuo Jian's eyes moved, and he turned to the person opposite him. Fu Yanye also glanced at the mother and son, and then continued to lower his head and eat his own supper gracefully.
"Your dad, he has a bad voice."
Zhuo Jian said.
"Dad is hurting here, does it? Dad, I want to drink ice and sugar orange water."
Chengcheng said while thinking.
After hearing this, Fu Yanye looked at his son again, and sighed helplessly, "Yes."
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but chuckled, but soon pretended to be fine and drank her soup.
The soup tonight is so delicious.
After dinner, Fu Yanye took Chengcheng to take a shower. Zhuo Jian brought Chengcheng's clean new pajamas in. Chengcheng sat in the bathtub and covered her two dots and suddenly called: "Mommy."
"Um?"
"Fefei said that my father and mom should sleep together."