Chapter 664 Intimidating Your Husband's Ex-Girlfriend
He only wore a bath towel, and his figure was really visible.
But Fu Yanye approached another step and suddenly leaned over to her ear: "Sleep together."
"no."
Zhuo Jian retreated and resisted.
"I am your husband."
"I know."
"Zhuo Jian, we will sleep together sooner or later."
Fu Yanye explained.
“…”
She also knows this.
"So, please."
Fu Yanye looked at her with black eyes and begged with great conciseness.
Zhuo Jian felt warm and his lips were pursed.
Fu Yanye took a look at her little movements and got closer.
Zhuo Jian raised his head back and his slim waist was immediately held by him.
The two hearts seemed to be approaching each other. Zhuo Jian looked at him, and his heartbeat was faster and he could no longer resist.
Fu Yanye stopped talking, and his eyes understood everything, so he lowered his head to kiss her.
"Don't do it first."
"Um?"
She looked at him with a more and more shy expression, and her face became redder. If it weren't for the nice mint smell that had just washed up on him, she would have really become so hot that she would have dripped.
"Your bath towel fell off."
Zhuo Jian said to him shyly, not daring to look around with his eyes down.
But Fu Yanye looked down at the bath towel that fell to the ground, and then looked at her again, "It's not that I haven't seen it before."
"That can't be, either."
In a blink of an eye, Zhuo Jian left the ground, panicked but used to hugging his neck.
Fu Yanye then had a smile in his dark eyes and hugged her to the bed.
"How did you figure it out?"
Fu Yanye asked in a low voice, kissing her forehead, the tip of her nose, and the lips.
She didn't actually want to resist. Sometimes she was deliberately angry with him, but he wanted to...
What are you polite between husband and wife?
She hugged him again, "What else can I do if I can't figure out?"
Fu Yanye smiled: "No."
Zhuo Jian also laughed and asked him to kiss him.
"Mommy..."
Then the door was gently pushed open from outside, with a squeaking sound, but the sound of mommy made both people on the bed stiff.
Chengcheng stood at the door, looking at his parents on the bed, and didn't think much about it. After entering, he gently took care of the door and walked to the bed.
Fu Yanye heard the sound of the door being closed and asked in a low voice: "Have he left?"
Zhuo Jian didn't dare to speak because she was listening carefully.
"No."
Soon, she heard the sound of Chengcheng's footsteps.
Fu Yanye frowned, but turned his head and saw Chengcheng climbing into the bed.
Zhuo Jian followed his gaze and immediately raised his hand and pushed Fu Yanye, "Hurry up."
Fu Yanye sighed irritably, then turned over and lay on her side as if he was dead.
"Mommy, Chengcheng wants to sleep with Mommy's dad."
"good."
"Don't call Dad."
Fu Yanye taught him irritably.
Chengcheng ignored her and lay next to Zhuo Jian when she went to bed, with a sure happiness on her face.
But Fu Yanye turned around in annoyance and pressed against her back and muttered: "What's wrong with him?"
"That's how kids are."
Zhuo Jian replied softly, then hugged Chengcheng and patted him gently, "Go to sleep."
"Mommy, Chengcheng wants to hear the bedtime story."
Chengcheng looked at her, a little energetic.
"A bedtime story? OK."
Zhuo Jian thought there were no books in this room, but there was a cell phone.
Finally, Fu Yanye held his cell phone and recited the story his son wanted to hear.
Half an hour later, his voice became hoarse, and finally his son became quiet, but...
Fu Yanye's vision moved from Chengcheng's face to the face of the people beside him. Alas, she was asleep too.
But how could she look so beautiful when she fell asleep?
As Fu Yanye looked at it, all the disappointment disappeared.
The room became dark, and Fu Yanye turned around and hugged her from behind, and the family of three fell asleep.
——
The next morning.
Chengcheng was taken out. Zhuo Jian opened his eyes and saw that Chengcheng was not there. He turned around to look at the other side.
Fu Yanye came out from inside with her shirt buttons tied up. Seeing her awake, he walked over to lie on her side and kissed her forehead lightly: "Wake up, good morning."
Zhuo Jian found a comfortable position in his arms and whispered: "Good morning, where is Chengcheng?"
"I woke up early in the morning and said I was hungry. After taking him to drink milk powder, I had already gone to find Chengqing Chengli to play with him."
Fu Yanye said, raising his hand and gently touching her hair.
Many things have happened this time, but there is only one thing that is most happy about, her hair has grown a little.
After breakfast, Fu Yanye took Zhuo Jian to work. He stopped the car at the door frame of the TV station and turned to look at her: "I'll pick you up tonight."
"Well, you can ignore it if you are busy, anyway, they have been there."
Zhuo Jian is talking about Yuan Man Changxia and Wang Rui who have been following them all the time.
Fu Yanye smiled and said, "They are bodyguards, and I am my husband, how about the same?"
"Okay, then I'll wait for you."
Zhuo Jian always felt that his mouth was like honey was applied. He looked at him carefully for a while and agreed to leave.
Fu Yanye hugged her outer shoulder and suddenly leaned over.
Zhuo Jian turned his head with conditioned reflex, and then his two soft lips were blocked.
There is no one at the door of the TV station now, but this kiss is still thrilling and sweet.
The two quickly separated, Fu Yanye drove to the office building, and Zhuo Jian also returned to his office.
However, the person who had negotiated for the interview was not present. The staff repeatedly urged him, and then he had to run to the person who had been in the stands: "The other party finally said that Ru Xiang was frightened last night and had a high fever and could not come.
Now.”
"That's it."
Zhuo Jian didn't think about it after hearing this.
The position is not big, but it is quite arrogant.
However, it was just intentional annoyance to her.
Zhuo Jian is about to leave.
"Oh my God, something really happened to Ruxiang. You can read Weibo."
Another staff member ran to Zhuo Jian and gave her his cell phone.
Ruxiang's car was parked in the underground parking lot, and was splashed with red paint.
Ruxiang cried to the reporter in the video: "I just came to City A, and I really don't know what enemies I have. It's just that my face looks a little similar to the eldest lady of the Lin family. Does that eldest lady have any enemy?"
But how long has it been since the discussion started to begin online.
In City A, the biggest enemy of the eldest lady of the Lin family should be her Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian returned to the office until Fu Yanye worked overtime temporarily in the evening, and she was asked by Zhong Mai to Fanxing.
Zhong Mai lit a cigarette and asked her: "Do you want one?"
Zhuo Jian took a sip of wine, "I'd rather not."
Zhong Mai smiled, threw the cigarette on the table, then started smoking by himself, and asked her, "Isn't it really you who poured red paint on that woman?"
"I really didn't expect that I would wait for her to change the car."
Zhuo Jian thinks it's quite satisfying.
Fu Yanye prevented her from playing car crash games again, and it would be nice to play the game of intimidation.
"Is it because she did it herself? Let people lead the culprit to you?"
Zhong Mai took another sip of cigarette, thinking that the woman was likely to do such a thing.
Zhuo Jian was unclear about the matter, so he didn't say much and took another sip of wine.
"You are Zhuo Jian?"
Suddenly a man in formal clothes walked up to her.
Zhong Mai and Zhuo Jian looked at him.
"Can I interview you? Why do you threaten a woman who looks like your husband's ex-girlfriend with red paint? Are you afraid that your husband will fall in love with this woman again?"