Zhuo Jian scolded him in his eyes: "Fu Yanye, you bastard."
She didn't read it out and didn't want to quarrel with him anymore. All the anger was on her teeth and bit heavily on his shoulders.
He was wearing a white shirt, and even her saliva was on it, and he couldn't see clearly if he didn't look at it carefully.
He looked at her actions from the mirror and saw the mist on her eyelashes.
Zhuo Jian was unwilling to let go until his teeth were tired.
"Have you bite enough?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
Zhuo Jian does not look up, but only his eyes look at the nose and nose.
Fu Yanye hugged her out of the bathroom, placed her gently on the bed, and sat down beside the bed: "Don't let me find that your hair is a millimeter shorter, otherwise..."
He had just said it, Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and looked straight at him.
Yes, eyes protest.
She hates his threats.
Fu Yanye stopped when he saw her eyes, but he quickly raised his hand and touched her hair, "Can I like it?"
Zhuo Jian: "…"
Suddenly tactful?
"If you like me, do you have to stay? Then I want you to trust me completely, can you do it?"
"I'm working hard."
Faced with her stubborn questioning, he thought about it and responded patiently.
The two words "work hard" are actually not satisfying.
Zhuo Jian lay down slowly, then turned his back to him.
Some things are useless no matter how much you say.
In fact, it's useless to guarantee it.
Only when it really comes to that point will everything be implemented.
At the moment of implementation, you can see clearly the truth, the false, the false, the true and the true.
Zhong Mai later sent her a message: "You didn't see Miss Liang's face turned green when she left." There was a big heart behind her.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help laughing after seeing it.
She knew that Zhang Mingmei and Zhong Mai were both from her, and she felt a little comforted.
After taking a shower, Fu Yanye made a phone call with Chengcheng and went to bed.
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, and Fu Yanye also looked at her and asked her with his eyes what was wrong.
Zhuo Jian didn't say anything and continued to turn his back to him.
But Fu Yanye suddenly put his hand on her raised abdomen.
Zhuo Jian immediately grabbed his wrist and took it away.
Fu Yanye put it on again.
This happened twice, and on the third time, Fu Yanye hugged her: "I'm getting a good relationship with my daughter."
“…”
Zhuo Jian was speechless and had to break it hard twice but failed. Then she changed her position and lay down.
As a result, it was easier for him to hold it.
Even, he moved forward a little, and became a hug of her.
"I feel cold in my stomach."
Zhuo Jian blinked and said simply.
"Um?"
When Fu Yanye heard her words, he narrowed his phoenix eyes nervously.
"Can you pour me a cup of hot water?"
Zhuo Jian asked again.
"Wait."
Fu Yanye dared not delay.
Zhuo Jian lay on the bed and watched him pour hot water. After taking a sip, he returned it to him: "Drink again later, I still want to have some hot meal."
"Um?"
Fu Yanye stood beside the bed, a little unsure about what she said.
"Your daughter, she has a lot of food recently, so I'm hungry."
Zhuo Jian explained.
Fu Yanye looked at her touched belly and smiled, "Wait."
He went to cook noodles, scattered with clear soup noodles, and sprinkled with chopped green onion.
Zhuo Jian glanced at him, didn't like him very much, frowned and said, "It's not the taste that your daughter wants to eat."
"Um?"
“The taste is not right anyway.”
She looked very serious and smelled the smell in the bowl he was holding, looking displeased.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes and suddenly smiled, "What do she like now?"
"strawberry."
Zhuo Jian thought about it and quickly replied to him.
Fu Yanye nodded, thinking that he could go and wash it. It happened to be bought by someone today, and it was quite fresh.
"It is best to pick it up shortly. You know, the girl is more delicate and your species, and she is more picky."
“…”
Fu Yanye gradually felt a little dangerous in his squinting eyes.
But in the end he still laughed and asked her in a magnetic voice: "Did you ask me to go out in the middle of the night to pick strawberries for you?"
"If this is the case, of course it would be the best. My daughter must be very moved when she ate the strawberries she had picked for her by herself."
"It's in the refrigerator, it should be picked this morning. You asked her if she would eat it, and she would go to bed if she didn't eat it."
"This is your dear daughter. Are you willing to let her not eat fresh strawberries? How can the morning one be considered fresh?"
Zhuo Jian makes things difficult.
"The daughter is naturally favored, but favoring her does not mean being charming."
Fu Yanye explained to her patiently.
Seeing through and not saying it out loud, Fu Yanye at this time.
Zhuo Jian listened and cooperated very well, "I don't seem to like this daughter very much," he said.
"Did I show that I don't like my daughter?"
"You didn't like children before, and you ignored Chengcheng when she was just born."
“…”
"It seems that it has not changed yet."
Zhuo Jian suddenly became more confident when he looked at him.
After hearing this, Fu Yanye wanted to laugh angry. Seeing that the noodles he had been cooking had already been lumped, he turned around and took them away.
Zhuo Jian leaned against the head of the bed and watched him go out, his mood improved a lot.
When Fu Yanye came back, she had already lay down again.
The water was missing half a cup. Fu Yanye felt a little relieved when he looked at it, and then he wanted to go to bed.
But she lay in the middle of the big bed.
Fu Yanye stood by and watched her lying position, and soon lay down again.
Zhuo Jian felt him pressing against him, and he felt a stiffness behind him and wanted to move forward.
"Don't move, it's nice here."
He whispered his orders behind him.
Zhuo Jian's heart and liver trembled, what's going on?
What she meant in the middle was to remind her not to let him come to bed.
He's still good?
"I was very angry and was fooled by you, but seeing you lie down on my side to show kindness, I was comforted."
Fu Yanye said, then got up, hugged her shoulder and let her lie down, looking at her and saying.
Zhuo Jian looked at him: "You misunderstood, I'm not..."
"Shh, be careful she hears it."
He gently stroked her lower abdomen with one hand and made a move to silence her.
Zhuo Jian didn't know why she was so obedient, but she shut up anyway.
Fu Yanye's hand gradually moved upwards on her lower abdomen, and briefly stopped from her heart and stroked the back of her neck and ears.
Zhuo Jian's face began to heat up unknowingly, and his watery eyes wanted to look at his hands.
Fu Yanye murmured: "It's really hard to mess with."
Zhuo Jian looked at him in confusion.
"Isn't it about you, our daughter, who wants to drink hot water, eat hot noodles, and want to eat freshly picked strawberries. You can't spoil her like this in the future."
“…”
Zhuo Jian knew that he was actually criticizing the mulberry and slander.
"Did you think so?"
Fu Yanye asked her in a low voice, his black eyes moving down from her eyelashes.
Zhuo Jian only felt that his chest was rising and falling, and he couldn't calm down for a while, and his face became hotter.
"Um?"
His sexy and slender fingers wrapped around the strap of the nightgown around her waist and suddenly looked at her.