Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and looked at the sleeping person. She had already slid down from his arms and found a comfortable position to continue falling asleep.
The raindrops kept hitting the car body, and Yuan Man and Chang Xia tried their best to restrain their breathing and not disturb the personnel behind them.
Chang Xia looked up at the situation in the rearview mirror, and took a blanket from the cabinet next to him and sent it to the back for a rare reason.
Fu Yanye covered her from her waist to her legs.
"Don't touch me, don't touch me."
She still hummed.
Fu Yanye's movement of covering her with a blanket was stuttered, and then he gently covered her.
Don't touch it?
He is the only one in the dream, so it’s okay if he doesn’t touch him?
He thought that in her dream, they were doing the most common thing between husband and wife. The person who had been gloomy for a while suddenly felt much more comfortable.
What she called his name in her dream, which shows how important he is in her heart.
There was a smile in his phoenix eyes, and then when she was asleep, she just stared at her with her eyes becoming more and more gentle, pampered, and loving...
Zhuo Jian's weak arms circled his waist, trying to find the warmest place in his sleep, so he even pulled his shirt and reached his hand in from behind his waist.
The temperature in the palm of the hand is so warm and real that the sleeping person suddenly opens his eyes and looks up.
Then the person quickly got up.
But the side of her butt was just below the seat. When she almost fell down, Fu Yanye frowned and hugged her firmly, looking at her angrily: "I'm just a mortal."
When he woke up from his dream, he looked like a demon and avoided him, which made him particularly displeased.
Zhuo Jian listened to his words, he was just a mortal, and his mind was blank.
I remember nothing for a moment, just looking at him.
But his gaze was too burning. After she came to her senses, she lowered her eyes and gently pushed his chest.
Fu Yanye took her up and put it next to him, but his hand was not let go, and he just looked straight at her.
Zhuo Jian was anxious and said softly: "Let go."
"What did you dream about?"
He suddenly asked her in a low voice.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
“Has done it?”
Fu Yanye asked again.
Zhuo Jian looked up at him in shock, and his face flushed in an instant.
"Dream."
He pronounced another word.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
Suddenly, there was a little movement behind it.
Zhuo Jian pushed him angrily and pushed him for a long time.
Fu Yanye intentionally asked her to toss her, and she had freed up her arms, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find the little bit of the place in his arms.
Finally he was pressed into the seat: "Why are you anxious? What did you think I'm saying?"
His eyes were obviously so direct.
Zhuo Jian thinks this person is really good at pretending, "Fu Yanye, don't bully people too much."
"If Ruanxiang could be kept in her arms, which man wouldn't like to bully people too much?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian was speechless for a while and had to push him again, but no matter how hard she supported her arms, she couldn't push him away. Finally, she felt that her arms were sore and then released.
The car was about to arrive at the old house, and Fu Yanye was still looking at her, and the love in his eyes was very important.
Zhuo Jian looked out the window and reminded him: "You're home, get up quickly."
"Who put his hand on my waist when he fell asleep just now? Zhuo Jian, do you know what you want?"
Fu Yanye suddenly asked her very seriously.
Zhuo Jian's heart trembled, and then he looked straight at him.
What can she want?
It's nothing more than a relaxed and relaxed life.
Of course she also wanted to rely on it, but over the years, she failed several attempts.
She really didn't dare to try again.
"I want to leave you."
So, when the car arrived at the old house, her voice was soft but confident.
Fu Yanye couldn't speak, just looked at her determination to part ways.
When the car stopped at the door, Zhuo Jian was still lying there, and then Fu Yanye suddenly kissed her on the lips when the person in front turned around.
Zhuo Jian was blocked in an instant and breathed, and the two people in the car quickly got off with umbrellas.
And in the quiet carriage, women's dissatisfaction humming occasionally came.
“Say it again.”
He asked her booed.
"I want to separate from you, yes."
Zhuo Jian responded immediately to him angrily, but he was blocked again as soon as he finished speaking. This time it was not a simple kiss.
She wanted to cry in pain, but Fu Yanye sucked her lips and stopped loose. After a long time, he stopped again, raised her chin, and asked while kissing, "Say again, what do you want?"
"I want a divorce."
As soon as the word marriage fell, it was kissed again.
She felt her lips break.
He was so cruel.
It seems that I intentionally wanted to make her hurt like this.
Zhuo Jian closed his eyes tightly and tried hard to endure the pain.
“Say it again.”
He took her lips into beautiful pink, looked at her, and then let go of her orders after being satisfied.
Yes, it's the command.
If I had known the answer, I would have known that she was stubborn, but he just wanted her to say it again.
"I want to get a divorce."
She opened her eyes and hated him for such torture.
These four words are clear and clear.
Fu Yanye smiled, then lowered his eyes to her neck, and gently stroked her slender and sexy fingers under her throat.
Zhuo Jian was taking it, but he wanted to see what else he could do.
"Um."
Then she raised her chin and her chest also rose up.
He bit the place he caressed.
It made her unable to breathe.
His hand went under her waist and squeezed it vigorously. After a while, he finally wanted to let go, but he hugged her tightly, and then sucked him and bit her out of the wounded place.
She hummed in pain and wanted to cry, but in the end she held back.
How could she cry?
In front of this beast.
Zhuo Jian held his hands desperately, his nails almost sinking into his palms.
She slowly let go of her again until he was willing to let go of her neck and let her breathe and prolong her life.
And Fu Yanye's deep black eyes were already unpredictable, making people unable to guess what he was thinking.
"We will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow, and tonight, we will clean ourselves and lie on my bed."
Fu Yanye looked at her, and those words were particularly heartless.
Zhuo Jian moved his eyelashes and looked at him slowly.
The Fu Yanye suddenly appeared in Zhuo Jian's mind.
"It's better to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau first, and I will wash myself and lie on you."
After Zhuo Jian choked up, he tried hard to restrain his angry proposal.
Fu Yanye smiled shortly afterwards, put his forehead against her forehead, and said softly: "I don't trust you, I want tonight."
"I don't believe you either."
Zhuo Jian also told him softly.
There was a little ambiguousness in the carriage. He tangled her lips and kissed her for a long time before he gasped and said to her unbearably: "What should I do? How can I have the best of both worlds?"
After being kissed by him, Zhuo Jian pursed his lips. It hurts, is very dry, very hot, and very uncomfortable.
"Hmm? How can we have the best of both worlds?"
Fu Yanye asked her again.
Since we don’t trust each other, there must be a way to satisfy both of us.
"Fu Yanye, you are sick."
Zhuo Jian scolded him angrily.
But Fu Yanye smiled and wrapped around her lips again.