Her hands gently stroked his outline, and when she heard him say he was drinking, she smiled and said softly, "Then I'll ask someone to bring you a bottle."
"Get a few more bottles, I want to die of drunkenness on you tonight."
"That's what you said."
Zhuo Jian's hand gently touched his lips, and he immediately opened his mouth to hold it in his mouth.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
Fu Yanye sucked, then opened his eyes and looked at her with an ambiguous look: "You said you like me."
"Well, I like you."
Zhuo Jian agreed, very happy and a little shy.
"I like you, too."
He said, then hugged her, put her hand on her chest, and then kissed her again.
Zhuo Jian couldn't stand the smell of alcohol in his mouth, but obviously he had to cooperate with him now.
Soon, someone hit the inside.
Zhuo Jian contacted him while hugging him at the bedside.
"Madam, the wine is delivered."
"Please send it to the room, thank you."
Zhuo Jian was kissed by him and pushed him slightly before he could speak well.
Soon, the staff came forward with the awakened wine.
The internet in the room was off, and the lights were not turned on, so only some lights from outside were shining in.
The staff didn't dare to look up, but their boss was indeed kissing their boss's wife.
The staff quickly stepped back. Zhuo Jian looked at the wine on the head of the bed, and asked him in a hoarse voice: "Do you want to drink it?"
"Let me finish kissing."
He said, raising her hand and kissing her neck, then kissing her mouth: "Zhuo Jian, are you willing to leave me?"
Zhuo Jian felt like he had been buried with a time bomb. When Qingmou looked at him, he felt a little nervous.
But Fu Yanye seemed to be drunk, but his eyes were a little pitiful, "Hmm? Are you willing to give up?"
"Fu Yanye, you're drunk."
Her weak voice interrupted, and she looked at him with clear eyes.
"Is that right? I can drink more."
Fu Yanye hugged her, and he leaned against the soft bedside, and Zhuo Jian was hugged in his arms.
He went to get the bottle and glass.
Zhuo Jian lay in his arms and looked at him dullly, pouring wine, and drinking.
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and asked her: "Do you want to drink some?"
"No, your daughter still has to eat."
Zhuo Jian's long eyelashes moved lightly, making him feel angry.
However, when it comes to his daughter, he still couldn't help laughing sweetly, and his eyes were even more doting.
He drank the wine and kissed her with his lips.
Since you can't drink it, why not taste it?
He just kissed her, and she felt a little drunk.
Well, I feel a little dizzy.
"Do you like it? Taste?"
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes and asked again.
"Um."
Her slightly hoarse voice replied to him, and her eyes were a little confused when she looked at him.
He seemed to be in a good mood and poured himself another cup.
He drank a lot tonight, and Zhuo Jian saw that his neck turned red.
She raised her hand and gently touched his Adam's apple, then raised her head and gently kissed her there.
Fu Yanye couldn't stand it, so he laughed helplessly, reminding her: "Don't light the fire."
Zhuo Jian didn't dare to light the fire, and then his watery eyes looked at him.
Fu Yanye thought that this woman was really crazy.
He might really feel like he's a little drunk and his mind is starting to be unclear.
She is so gentle and delicate, does she want to stay with him too?
He squeezed her chin and raised it up, and then gently kissed her lips.
"Tell me, huh?"
He looked begging.
Zhuo Jian listened, then lay down in his arms, remembering their past.
OK, bad, sweet and sour, bitter and spicy, too much.
"Let me think about where to say it."
Zhuo Jian murmured, really thinking.
"When I was a kid, I always liked to stick to you. I think you are too handsome, right?"
"Hmm? So, did you greedy for my body when you were a child?"
Fu Yanye asked her in a hoarse voice.
There was a quiet laugh in the room.
Zhuo Jian said softly: "It should be."
"What about getting married?"
"At that time, my father had an accident. Everyone was afraid that I would be implicated. Then one day I was called to the Fu family, and my grandparents suggested that I marry you."
"Then what?"
Fu Yanye looked at her and touched her ears, feeling that her ears were soft and soft, especially easy to touch.
Her voice also had a certain soothing effect.
It seemed like the heart-wrenching pain just now, I couldn't feel it now.
Or the effect of anesthesia.
She was still lying in his arms, as if they had never had any bad things.
Those pasts are like an old movie.
She said: "I still remember you were there too, and you said yes."
Zhuo Jian suddenly felt that it was unreal when he remembered that day.
There was no emotion for her in his eyes, but he said yes.
"I hate you so much, how could I say it's OK?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
"Um……"
Zhuo Jian's hand gently drew circles on his chest, as light as feathers and so disturbing that people's hearts were itchy.
"When we were alone, you said it was for Ruxiang. She was in poor health. Your parents didn't agree with you being together. Then you got married to me. You helped my family to get a lot of things done. I'll get your parents.
Let you and Ruxiang get along quietly."
"It sounds like a deal."
"yes."
Zhuo Jian lay in his warm chest and suddenly remembered that it was a deal from the beginning, between them.
But when he said it was OK, there was actually a flower blooming quietly in her heart.
When she was his wife, she also had fantasies every day when she lived alone abroad.
Think about it, I was too young and too simple at that time.
How can a marriage that starts with a transaction last long?
She gradually felt that her heart was not as hot as before.
But Fu Yanye still hugged her until she looked up at him. The two of them looked at each other and Zhuo Jian's eyes suddenly became heavy.
She smiled and reached out to touch his face: "Fu Yanye, it turns out that I was wrong from the beginning."
"But we held a wedding and we had children. If we had no feelings, how could we have so many children?"
"I admit that I can't refuse every time you seduce me, but why do you do that is probably the same as the old saying."
Zhuo Jian talked to him in a pretentious manner.
"What old saying?"
"Men are all thinking about animals with their lower bodies."
Zhuo Jian said.
Fu Yanye felt nervous after hearing this, but for some reason he laughed.
He hugged her tightly, "I'm not useless either?"
"Of course, you have been moved by me, aren't you?"
Zhuo Jian remembered that he had only lost their memories after marriage, and he clearly stated that he had felt for her since childhood and ignored her personal safety.
It's just that he appeared too short.
"I'm very moved now."
He spoke in a low voice and put her hand on his face on his chest.