He raised her jaw, and his alcoholic lips pressed against her gentle chin, and suddenly bit.
"snort."
Zhuo Jian groaned in pain.
"Don't hum."
Fu Yanye ordered.
Zhuo Jian was calm and did not dare to make any sounds again, and his hands quietly grabbed the bed sheet.
He was very strange lately, so strange that she thought from the beginning to the later sure ignorance.
He went from her chin to the corner of her lips, and then suddenly sucked her lower lips and sucked hard.
Zhuo Jian grabbed the sheet more vigorously until he deliberately bit her lips, and she couldn't help but hum again.
"No, huh?"
He ordered again.
Zhuo Jianhong looked at him with eyes and looked at him angrily.
She didn't know what he was going to do?
Suddenly, I bullied her like this.
After a while, Zhuo Jian quickly bit his lips. He suddenly let go of the side of her neck and asked her in a hoarse voice: "Isn't it okay?"
Zhuo Jian's face was already burning even more: "No."
"You know what I said?"
He raised his head a little, and his lips took her ears.
She is indeed ‘specially’ sensitive there.
Moreover, although her daughter was taken away by Wang Yue, the small pillow was still next to her. The feeling of taboo made her almost collapse.
Want him...
roll.
But when he made a fuss, he didn't seem to be someone who had known her for more than 20 years, like a...
They have been married for many years, but the two are very empty. They just spend a few times to make peace with their children, and then they have no impression of her, but suddenly they are not satisfied with her?
Zhuo Jian thought about his feelings about him at this time, and was unexplained.
But he was really a mess tonight.
So the next day I went off the floor, when everyone thought they were going to continue the cold war.
The scarf on Zhuo Jian’s neck was suddenly pulled off, and then everyone was silent.
But before that, Zhuo Jian was stared at after getting up. He seemed to have pushed open the door after hearing the toilet ring, and then stood at the door to look at her.
Zhuo Jian's hair was about to stand up when he saw it.
But before she could stand up, she saw her neck in the mirror.
She has a delicate skin and can get pink as soon as she touches it. She can't do it now, so did he toss her neck last night?
Does she still want to meet people?
Fu Yanye seems to be very proud of his works.
In the mirror, she looked at his eyebrows with big eyes, and always felt that he was very proud.
She lowered her head to wash her face. When she was looking for facial cleanser, she saw him standing there, and she began to feel a chill behind her back again.
He came closer when she wiped her face, stood side by side with her naked upper body, brushing her face in minutes. When she squeezed the toothpaste, he said, "Please squeeze me a little too."
Zhuo Jian glanced at him from the mirror, then squeezed toothpaste and looked into the mirror. Without aiming, he sent it to him.
Fu Yanye frowned: "I didn't have fun last night?"
“…”
What?
What's not enjoying it?
"Why are you so absent-minded today?"
Fu Yanye looked at her in the mirror and asked, then pulled a piece of paper to wipe it clean, and encouraged her: "Come again, there must be no problem this time."
Zhuo Jian didn't know why she blushed, and then looked down at the toothbrush and squeezed toothpaste for him seriously.
"Sure enough, I feel guilty and dare not ignore the seriousness of the matter when guessing it."
“…”
Zhuo Jian just wanted to give them two words, and he would die.
But she didn't want to be too versed with him recently, after all, she was already planning other things.
Later, neither of them spoke much, and they stared at each other when brushing their teeth.
After finally changing his clothes and going out, Zhuo Jian suddenly folded back and found a silk scarf that suited this season from the drawer.
Fu Yanye stood at the door and watched her walking here with a scarf tied in. Suddenly blocked her and walked towards her in a leisurely manner. Zhuo Jian subconsciously guarded against him and slowly retreated.
Fu Yanye suddenly leaned in front of her, hugged his arms with both hands, and glanced at her with black eyes: "You are you trying to cover up?"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Zhuo Jian can only pretend to be stupid.
"You don't understand what I said? All four children have given birth to them, what else can I understand?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian's face became even more burning.
Why does this person seem to have a serious illness?
I was so desperate last night, and what did it mean to provoke her like this morning?
Zhuo Jian was choked by him and his mouth was dry. He knew that he could not pull it. He just smiled politely and asked him in a gentle voice: "Can you go down to have breakfast?"
She will go to feed her daughter later.
Fu Yanye did not rush to leave, but looked at her nose and lips after scrutinizing her eyes. She didn't know what was wrong with her lips this morning. It made him feel so pink.
"Do you want to take your bag together?"
“What bag?”
When Zhuo Jian heard the word "Bao", he was tense all over and was so vigilant that it was a bit like stealing a bell.
Fu Yanye smiled and said carelessly: "Just the small black bag you like to carry every day."
“I won’t go to work today.”
Zhuo Jian's heart was so cautious about the wall.
After hearing this, Fu Yanye raised his eyebrows and stared at her thoughtfully, "It turns out that I don't go to work, that's not..."
"What are you doing?"
"I just feel that I didn't let you enjoy the fun last night, my husband is a very negligent person, so why don't we continue."
"What, Fu Yanye, you..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly pinched her jaw and made her tilt up. She felt that her neck was stretched very long, and then her cool lips were blocked.
He kissed him anyway, a little savage.
When Zhuo Jian was sucked with his lips in his mouth, he had to breathe twice as slowly.
He was not too slow, and he tortured her like this.
Well, Zhuo Jian quickly confirmed this.
When he finished, he even had a provocation in his eyes.
After kissing, he raised his hand and touched his lips, then said with a savory taste: "I still like it last night."
“…”
What was last night?
"You are so terrifying, you are quite enticing."
Fu Yanye's eyes were meaningful, and with some inquiry, he stared at her and expressed his preferences.
"Fu Yanye, are you okay?"
Zhuo Jian stared at him, squinted his eyes and tried to make a calm expression, and asked him.
"I just feel that since you found me back, I haven't slept with me seriously. It's a bit regretful."
“…”
Zhuo Jian's heart beat faster. Once he bumped into his black eyes, it was like Mars hitting the earth.
She always feels uneasy.
He said he was a little sad, and Zhuo Jian felt seventy-sixty percent in his heart now, and he knew it.
But judging from his attitude, he didn't intend to make it clear.
Are you waiting for her to make it clear?
"Let's go, go to have a meal first."
Fu Yanye also wiped the fingers that touched the corner of her mouth on the corner of her mouth, and did not forget to remind him: "I have saliva."
Zhuo Jian pursed his lips vigorously. When he was walking slowly in front of him, she quickly raised her hand, wiped the corners of her lips, and then wiped the top and bottom of her lips.
Anyway, I feel very uneasy.
Fu Yanye walked out and suddenly stopped, ignoring the pursuit and play of the children downstairs, and turned to look at her.
Zhuo Jian was so scared that he looked at him with clear eyes and asked nervously, "What, what's wrong?"