In her sleep, she hugged the person who called her tighter.
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and looked at her, patting her shoulder gently with his hand.
She missed him so much?
I really want to think too much?
He looked down at her, not daring to disturb her anymore, but just hugged her gently.
Zhuo Jian continued to sleep in his warm arms.
The dream passed, but she slept very well.
——
It's dark.
Zhuo Jian hasn't woken up yet, but the person holding him is looking through her cell phone.
Someone in the WeChat group took pictures of her and sent her some photos of the party.
Fu Yanye looked at the avatar of his wife with cold eyes.
That kid, shouldn't he fall in love with his wife?
Her body was warm and soft, and when she acted coquettishly in her dream, he felt even softer. Other men also wanted to know how delicate she looked?
Oh.
The boy should be glad that he was not here at this time, otherwise he would have been killed by Boss Fu's eyes.
Soon, a video was sent on WeChat.
Fu Yanye's phoenix eyes were half-squinted, and he hugged Zhuo Jian in his arms and connected.
"Sister Zhuo Jian, we..."
"Sorry, my wife is still sleeping."
Fu Yanye had long arms, holding her with one hand and raising her with the other to a suitable height.
In this second, it seemed as if the whole world saw how warm the couple was.
It was just dark and the two of them were actually in bed.
And Zhuo Jian, his face buried in his arms.
Fu Yanye found the right position and felt that the angle was pretty good.
But after showing it to them, I immediately took it away, and looked at the person holding the phone on the other side of the video coldly, "Is there anything wrong?"
The person on the other end had been stunned for a long time, so he had to shake his head: "No, no, we just wanted to tell Sister Zhuo Jian that we have not finished playing since noon. We originally wanted to invite her to play together, but
It seems…”
"Invite her to play together? She is pregnant now and it is not convenient to go to some occasions with you. I will die if there is nothing else."
Fu Yanye felt that the person in his arms was moving, and he should be waking up and quickly hang up the video.
And the people on the other end of the video were still standing there.
How could a man hate it so much?
Why interfere with your wife’s private life?
Even if she gets married, it doesn’t mean she cannot have her own private life and her own circle.
Fu Yanye put down his phone and looked down at Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian also raised his head and felt that this sleep was extremely satisfied.
but……
Her long eyelashes moved a few times, then she looked at him without blinking.
She felt her hand holding a waist that did not belong to her, which was strong and sexy.
She also felt that she was hugged, what was above her head?
His hand?
Zhuo Jian's heart was beating like thunder, but his expression was dull.
"Have you been sleeping?"
Fu Yanye asked her softly.
"Um."
Zhuo Jian let out a dull voice and continued to look at him.
What's going on?
Why is he here?
Zhuo Jian recalled carefully and looked at his back again.
This is in their house.
And this is the bedroom.
Isn't she living here herself now?
Basically, my son can accompany her at most.
Zhuo Jian pointed his eyes at the person in front of him again, and his throat moved before he said, "Fu Yanye."
"Um?"
"How could you be here?"
Zhuo Jian smelled the unique cold fragrance on his body and felt his body temperature.
His temperature was not as high as in the morning, but it shouldn't have completely subsided.
Fu Yanye still held her in a posture, and the tenderness in his black eyes could not be hidden, "You are dreaming."
"Um?"
dream?
She seemed to remember.
But what does her dream have to do with him here?
"I originally wanted to ask you to have a meal, but you kept calling me in your dreams."
Fu Yanye explained calmly, which looked very reasonable and considerate.
Zhuo Jian continued to look at him dumbly, "What?"
My voice was hoarse for some reason.
"Then I want to comfort you."
“…”
appease?
Zhuo Jian looked at him and thought to himself that you should not be so close to me to comfort me.
I feel excited when I see you, how can I be comforted?
"As soon as I came over, you got into my arms and said you missed me very much."
“…”
Zhuo Jian's expression was no longer so dull, he looked shocked and his eyes were super big.
She said she missed him very much?
She remembered that dream, in which Fu Yanye, who was back, was told to that person.
"I'm not telling you."
Explain quickly, although the voice is still very gentle.
"But you hold me, I..."
"Don't say you can't push me away."
Zhuo Jian thought to himself, a genius believes that you are tall and powerful and cannot cure me.
"I reluctantly pushed it away."
Fu Yanye looked at her eyes, very gentle.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and fell into deep in an instant.
"As soon as you get into my arms, I reluctantly let go."
Fu Yanye looked at her and continued.
Zhuo Jian heard her heartbeat irregular again.
He knows what he is talking about?
"I don't know why. Since I came back, I don't want to see anyone except you."
Fu Yanye looked at her and confessed.
“…”
Zhuo Jian looked at him in shock, his eyes warmed up inexplicably and his vision blurred.
"Zhuo Jian, do you know the reason?"
Fu Yanye looked at her and asked softly.
"have no idea."
Zhuo Jian thought about it again and again, but he didn't realize that he knew it.
Is it because they are husband and wife?
But he forgot everything.
Is it telepathy?
He cared about her before.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, and suddenly, he couldn't say anything.
"But I look into your eyes and don't think you don't know."
Fu Yanye looked at her and felt that she was rational and tolerant at this time. She obviously thought of something, but she was not willing to tell him.
Zhuo Jian was told to the point and lowered his head.
She couldn't look at him.
He seemed to be able to see through her emotions.
She just wanted to get up.
But my arms are a little numb.
So she continued to stay in his arms, waiting silently for the numbness in her arms to end.
But he seemed to move.
"Don't, don't move."
Zhuo Jian's numb hand pressed him.
Fu Yanye looked at her again, wanting to know the reason.
Zhuo Jian smiled bitterly: "Hands are numb."
Fu Yanye lay back again.
Then for the next minute, the two of them looked at each other.
Although each has his own thoughts, but...
I don't know who heard whose heartbeat first.
After Zhuo Jian got up, he looked at his phone first. When she saw the chat history on WeChat, she opened her eyes.
The person who came out of the bathroom rolled up his cuffs and mentioned it with great responsibility and calmness: "By the way, your colleagues in your department just sent you a video."
Zhuo Jian looked at him.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, but didn't say anything.
Zhuo Jian smiled, "Oh, what did he say?"
"At a party, I wanted to go to you too. I said it was inconvenient for you to go to some occasions when you were pregnant."
No concealment.
Zhuo Jian felt that this was right, so he put the phone back, held his waist with both hands and slowly got up.
Fu Yanye's gaze suddenly fell on her lower abdomen.