Zhuo Jian invited Ouyang Ping and Li Yuqing to dinner at home. After answering his call, he sighed unconsciously. He had endured it for so long, why should he give up?
Li Yuqing turned around and saw that she was distracted and asked her, "Fu Yanye?"
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him and nodded.
"Then we have to hurry up for this meal."
Li Yuqing said with a smile.
Ouyang Ping asked: "Why?"
"If my guess is correct, Boss Fu should be on his way here already."
Li Yuqing looked at his watch again and said warmly: "Eat quickly!"
Zhuo Jian and Ouyang Ping both looked at him with distrust.
Since they both drove here, the three of them had a simple meal.
Soon after, the door really rang. Kanshu.
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But instead of ringing the bell, he opened it himself.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously looked towards the door.
Fu Yanye walked in with long legs. When he saw the people at the dinner table and looked at the dishes on the table, he was so angry that he laughed: "Is this why you let me eat leftovers alone every day?"
"Mr. Fu, why don't we sit down and eat together?"
Ouyang Ping suggested.
Fu Yanye glanced at Ouyang Ping and then at Li Yuqing. He wanted to beat Li Yuqing violently, but his upbringing since he was young told him not to beat anyone for nothing.
"Since both of you here know that we are husband and wife, I won't be polite and come with me!"
Fu Yanye finally looked at Zhuo Jian and grabbed her with a cold glance.
"Fu Yanye..."
Zhuo Jian called him.
"Please close the door for us when you two go out, thank you!"
Fu Yanye suddenly turned around and gave a distant and polite reminder.
Li Yuqing held the chopsticks in his hands and kept calm for a long time.
Ouyang Ping also turned her head and glanced at him nervously.
Zhuo Jian felt his disregard and anger, and when she was about to resist, Fu Yanye suddenly bent down, picked her up on his shoulders, and carried her away.
Ouyang Ping saw him carrying Zhuo Jian and couldn't help but muttered: "Is this an order to expel guests?"
Li Yuqing sat there and looked at his mobile phone on the table. Suddenly he felt very upset. He picked up the mobile phone and got up and left.
Ouyang Ping heard the door slamming inside and had no choice but to leave.
Then they were the only two people left in the huge house.
Fu Yanye pressed her against the door: "Tell me, are you going to study further?"
"Advanced studies?"
Zhuo Jian was particularly surprised that he knew about this.
"The TV station has two quotas for studying abroad. One is for Ouyang Ping, and the other is for you, right?"
He initially thought it was unlikely, but when he came here and saw Ouyang Ping and Li Yuqing, he knew it was entirely possible.
"There are only two places, how could it be my turn, a newcomer who just entered Taiwan?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him and said very pertinently.
"real?"
Fu Yanye asked with lingering fear.
"It's true! I heard that there will be a host for an entertainment channel."
Zhuo Jian nodded and said.
Fu Yanye's dark black eyes were still looking straight at her, it would be best if she didn't go.
This incident was no longer so irritating, but another incident immediately came to his mind, making him unable to help but continue to press against her and ask: "What about the food? Let me eat the cold dishes at home, and I can serve them to others here."
A man who cooks food?"
"Li Yuqing cooked for me and Ouyang Ping."
Zhuo Jian was still able to explain rationally.
Fu Yanye saw that there was no dodge in her eyes, but he couldn't help but bite her little mouth hard: "That won't work, other men can't break into the house, and only your husband can use your kitchen."
"Then you will cook for us next time?"
Zhuo Jian didn't want to argue anymore about whether a husband was a husband or not, so she asked him.
Fu Yanye: "..."
Zhuo Jian pursed her lips, not wanting to be kissed by him again.
It's so strange to be angry and ask for relatives!
But he hadn't seen her for several days, and now he was overflowing with thoughts. Looking at her pursed lips, clearly not wanting him to kiss her, Fu Yanye couldn't restrain himself. He pinched her chin and forced her to open her mouth. The next second
It blocked it directly.
His kissing skills were superb, and he left her with nothing to hide in a moment.
The room was silent, the only sounds she could hear were her moans as she was almost out of breath from being kissed, and Fu Yanye's strong plundering.
Zhuo Jian put her hands on his hot chest, and soon became weak and weak.
"Fu Yanye, farewell!"
"Nothing else?"
"Don't do this!"
There was a chill from the outside on his fingertips. As soon as he touched her skin, it caused a shiver on her body. Zhuo Jian was so nervous that she almost suffocated.
"What kind?"
"Fu Yanye, please!"
She believed that he understood.
But he plays dumb!
Zhuo Jian knew this very well, and there were some words that he couldn't say out loud, and he endured the pain.
Zhuo Jian soon felt herself relaxing, her face so red that it was almost bleeding was pressed against the wall, and she was so ashamed that she couldn't hide: "Fu Yanye!"
"Um?"
"You're not doing this right!"
Zhuo Jian's remaining sanity made her remind him not to act so wantonly.
They are husband and wife, but only in name, a couple who are about to divorce.
"Yeah?"
He chuckled and kissed her deeper and deeper.
At this time, she could still be rational, and Fu Yanye was willing to lose.
"Yes! Think about Ruxiang, if she knew you were like me, she would definitely be very sad."
As soon as Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of buttons falling to the ground.
Fu Yanye kissed her beautiful back, his voice cold and unrestrained: "I want you!"
This was not the first time he said this, but Zhuo Jian was still frightened and wanted to cry.
Want a shit?
Your girlfriend is still waiting for you to get married.
Zhuo Jian didn't want to argue about this issue anymore, and lay on the wall with a heart filled with despair.
Fu Yanye turned her over dissatisfied and asked her to face him: "Give it to me?"
Zhuo Jian couldn't see him, so he quickly buried his face in her heart. At that moment, she held his face in panic: "No, Fu Yanye, we can't do this."
Fu Yanye was tired of hearing these words every time, but he still looked at her with fiery eyes: "I am your husband!"
"Get divorced soon!"
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to remind him angrily.
"We won't leave!"
Fu Yanye didn't know why he felt wronged. Seeing how stubbornly she reminded him, he couldn't help but kiss her lips and nibble her chin.
Zhuo Jian was so painful that she almost shed tears. Thinking that she would have to go on stage tomorrow, she reminded him: "Don't bite me!"
"Um?"
“It’s going to be broadcast live!”
Zhuo Jian's voice was weak.
Fu Yanye smiled unconsciously after hearing this, and held her chin lightly.
Just when Zhuo Jian thought things were clear, his toes suddenly left the ground.
Fu Yanye picked her up easily.
Zhuo Jian's conditioned reflexes clung to his strong narrow waist with a pair of thin legs. Fu Yanye looked at her proudly because of her action, then he hugged her to the bed and kissed her.
Fu Yanye laid her down on the big bed and kissed her tenderly while reminding her: "No one else is allowed to get on this bed, you know?"