As soon as Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he saw his dark eyes softened again. Han Jiao's resentful eyes looked at him and expressed dissatisfaction.
What's the matter with the New Year?
"I didn't see your energy for a long time. I'll give you another chance."
Fu Yanye became even colder.
“Happy New Year.”
But some things are forced, the more they are, the more they are deliberate they are.
Not as good as the first time.
"Zhuo Jian, I'll give you another last chance. If you can't agree, you will be responsible for the consequences."
"How do I pay, I'll pay you now."
Zhuo Jian doesn't want to cooperate with him anymore.
A pregnant woman actually asked for so much.
Fu Yanye looked at her for a few seconds, and suddenly Yao Zhi smiled: "Will you pay me now?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian saw dangerous information in his black eyes, and his mind suddenly buzzed.
But for a moment, I forgot to refuse.
Then, he pressed her on the sofa.
He didn't dare to press her stomach, so he could only ask her to lie inside, while he lay on his side with his upper body lifted, looking at her face.
No words.
Zhuo Jian didn't even see him clearly.
He was so fast that her only reaction was to move in, actually to avoid his approach.
Unexpectedly, it fulfilled the position of the two people and was ambiguous and fit.
He kissed her lips and sucked the tip of her tongue.
His hand even reached into her sweater.
She is a pregnant woman.
It's about to give birth.
Zhuo Jian reacted and began to protest.
Fu Yanye left her lips slightly, breathed heavily, looked at her with black eyes, and said in a deep voice: "You want to pay now."
Zhuo Jian was breathing poorly and felt a little dizzy in his mind.
"Be good, say it to me."
He sucked her lips and coaxed her little by little.
Zhuo Jian was completely guided, his voice was soft and soft, "New, happy new year?"
"Call me."
"Fu Yanye."
Zhuo Jian thought of his name, but after calling it, he thought that this might not be the name he wanted.
"Not Fu Yanye."
Sure enough, he denied it.
"husband?"
Zhuo Jian hasn't called him like this for a long time.
In the tall hall, the light is warm and yellow, and the figures of men and women on the old-fashioned sofa are so beautiful.
The man's voice was heavy and bewitching, and a low voice in her ear: "It's your Brother Ye."
"Brother Ye."
She couldn't remember anything when she was kissed, and even forgot to resist.
"Yeah, call it again."
That sound, it sounds nice and looks like aged wine.
"Brother Ye."
She said softly.
"Call again."
He urged in a low voice dissatisfied manner, kissing her lips little by little, and kissing her long jade neck.
"Brother Ye..."
After repeating this for countless times, Fu Yanye's mind suddenly buzzed. He stopped to kiss her, supported her shoulders with both hands, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at her.
Zhuo Jian was still holding his chin, and he slowly opened his beautiful long eyelashes until he couldn't feel him kissing for a long time.
In the quiet space, the man's black eyes moved from the woman's wet neck to between her eyebrows and eyes, looking at him deeply.
Zhuo Jian's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Somehow, there was suddenly murderous intent in his eyes.
But she just followed him so much, why did he still do this?
Zhuo Jian held back his violent heartbeat and looked at him nervously, "What's wrong?"
"fine."
He suddenly left in front of her and stood up and sat aside.
Zhuo Jian looked at the roof for a few seconds.
Later, she slowly sat up with her stomach, and embarrassedly put her hair behind her ears. After sitting down, she did a good job of mental construction before turning to look at him again, "Did you think of something?"
"Yes."
He said.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, wondering what his was.
Fu Yanye then lay on her lap and hugged her hand.
Zhuo Jian looked at him with his eyes down, only to think that he suddenly became a little strange.
"Did you think of something bad?"
"no."
Fu Yanye said, hugging her arms tightly.
Zhuo Jian leaned against the back of the sofa and gently touched his hair with his idle hands. He didn't know why he was cramped, but he still asked: "Do you want to tell me?"
"Forgot."
He said.
Zhuo Jian forgot two words when he heard this, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by someone with his hands.
I forgot what I remembered so quickly?
When Zhuo Jian was sitting and asleep in a daze, Fu Yanye left her.
Soon, she felt that her body was being picked up and quickly left the living room.
He certainly didn't remember that they had been vigiling on that sofa.
However, it is naturally more comfortable in the bed.
He put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and sat on the edge of the bed for a long-lasting observation.
——
On the afternoon of the New Year, after the New Year's greetings, everyone gathered in Shengyuan.
It was not good to get Su Bai's legs, so he went straight to their house.
The two of them were still unhappy before the door rang, but after the door rang, Zhang Mingmei let out a long sigh, then smiled and went to open the door, "Here you come."
Su Bai also cheered up and controlled his wheelchair to pick them up, "You guys came in time."
"Happy new year in Sister Mingmei, Happy new year in Brother Su Bai."
Zhuo Jian greets him anyway.
"Good, give it."
Su Bai prepared a red envelope for her.
Zhuo Jian was so surprised when he saw the red envelope. After taking it, he said sweetly: "Thank you brother and sister-in-law, I wish you old together and add another daughter."
"I'll lend you auspicious words."
Zhang Mingmei helped her walk in.
Zhang Mingmei and Su Bai, who gave birth to a son, do want to have another daughter.
Of course, if you can't have a daughter, what's in Zhuo Jian's belly is that they'll be godmothers.
Fu Yanye and Yan Zheng followed behind, and everyone chatted in. Zhong Mai ignored the head and couldn't help saying, "It's just enough for a table. Let's play, how about the loss and go to cook?"
On that day, the young master of the Su family was also accompanying his grandparents in the old house. The six adults were really good.
"She can't come."
Fu Yanye looked at Zhuo Jian and said.
Zhuo Jian, who was hugged by Zhang Mingmei, raised his eyes to him, "Why?"
"Can teach bad daughters."
Fu Yanye was quite serious.
Zhong Mai: "..."
Why did she feel that Boss Fu was unhappy with her proposal? But then she smiled and said, "Since Xiao Jian can't play, then Mr. Fu will come?"
Fu Yanye thought for a while, "Yes."
He agreed.
The rest looked at him in confusion.
I thought he would refuse without hesitation.
But he actually agreed.
But at this time he was not familiar with Landlord.
"A brief explanation."
Fu Yanye glanced at the stern and reminded him.
As a good brother he grew up with, Yan Zheng naturally knew that he didn't remember how to play this thing, raised his eyebrows and began to explain it to him.
Zhang Mingmei and Zhuo Jian went into the kitchen to cut fruits. Zhang Mingmei whispered to Zhuo Jian: "What's going on with your husband?"
Zhuo Jian shrugged and said that he didn't know either.
"Do you believe he learned to fight Landlords to accompany you?"
Zhang Mingmei said again.
This completely exceeded Zhuo Jian's thinking range, and she looked at Zhang Mingmei in confusion.
"We often go to the island to play cards and leave him here. He wants to learn and then go to the island to join us."
“…”
Zhuo Jian thought, probably not.
If he wants to find her, he should learn to play Landlord first?
"Wife."
Suddenly a familiar voice outside shouted inside, and the two of them looked out at the same time.
The three people sitting on the dining table outside stared at the man calling his wife incredibly.
Zhuo Jian felt that he must have heard it wrong, so he asked Zhang Mingmei: "It's not Fu Yanye's voice, right?"