Fu Yanye said two words tightly, and Zhuo Jian was exhausted.
"Do you want me to be widowed?"
Fu Yanye asked her patiently.
Zhuo Jian is now tired, sleepy and speechless. She no longer wants to fight or explain.
She shook her head dullly.
How could she think of him as widowed?
She didn't live enough.
She also wants to watch the children grow up.
"good."
Fu Yanye was satisfied with a word, then looked at her haggard appearance, suddenly restrained her smile and frowned at her, "How could he make himself look like this?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian couldn't understand.
There is no need to understand, because the next moment, she was already being picked up by him.
"Go to bed first."
“…”
Zhuo Jian had forgotten to be afraid and just stared at him blankly.
What the hell is going on with him?
If I didn't remember it, it was because I mistakenly thought that she and Liu Yuntian were going to elope, so I suddenly changed my sex?
Zhuo Jian couldn't figure it out until he kicked open the door of the master bedroom and put it on the bed.
He still frowned, "But, I have to take a shower first."
“…”
Zhuo Jian didn't understand even more, and it could even be said that he was already in a confused state.
"I just suffocate whenever I think of another man touching you."
“…”
But just now, he kissed him downstairs, and he was not only kissing, but also touching him.
Fu Yanye said that he wanted to hold her up again, but Zhuo Jian immediately supported his shoulder with both hands.
"Um?"
Fu Yanye was unhappy with her resistance.
"It seems that my aunt is here."
Zhuo Jian felt something seemed to flow out.
“…”
Fu Yanye's eyebrows were frowned directly into the character "Chuan".
You know, the bathroom is one of the best places to create emotions.
As long as he carried her in, she would have to be slaughtered by him.
“Really.”
Her voice became softer because she was sure, and she no longer felt awkward and became calm.
Fu Yanye looked at her expression and gradually sighed helplessly, "Should there be an aunt's scarf at home?"
"If you didn't throw it away."
Zhuo Jian said.
Fu Yan knelt in front of her in the middle of the night and smiled angrily.
What he wants to throw away the most now is her, but...
I can't bear to let it go.
He lay on her again, buried his face in her neck, and a vague voice: "A little tormenting thing."
Zhuo Jian didn't dare to refute, but he was filled with joy.
God really helped her.
So after taking a shower, he tossed and turned his mouth on the bed several times, and finally lay safely in his own pillow and went to bed.
——
Everything before dawn is like a dream.
The next day, when Zhuo Jian opened his eyes, the sun was already shining brightly, and the curtains were not closed. When he opened his eyes, he felt the intensity of the sunshine.
My whole body seemed to be disintegrating, and my fingers moved with difficulty, as if there were different temperatures on it.
Still one round.
Her long eyelashes were lifted, and a plain ring was on her fingers wrapped in sunshine...
Su Ring?
Zhuo Jian suddenly got up and looked at the ring on his hand seriously.
What's going on?
She looked around and he wasn't there.
last night……
Not dreaming?
But what's going on with the ring?
They are all going to divorce, how can she...
He held the ring in his hand without hesitation, but when he was about to take it off, his hand stopped.
What did he put on for her?
While she is asleep?
Her eyes became hot again, and she stared at the ring with a beacon.
What is he doing?
I found a dress with no labels from the cabinet and put them on it, washed up and went downstairs.
There was no one downstairs, she looked around, and finally someone walked out of it while looking in the direction of the kitchen.
White shirt and black trousers, Fu Yanye.
Zhuo Jian felt something rolling quietly in her heart, boiling.
"Come here for breakfast."
Fu Yanye looked at her for a while and gently reminded her.
She looks very nice in a light-colored dress.
Zhuo Jian's eyes drooped, and he didn't understand what was going on, so he walked over.
When Fu Yanye was serving porridge, he looked at the hand she was holding on the table and the ring on it.
Zhuo Jian also subconsciously looked at his hand holding the spoon, this...
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look up at him.
Why didn't you force her to put it on him?
He didn't look for others to wear it around the bush.
He was burned out of his brain?
"What do you see?"
He didn't mention the ring at all, but asked her what she was looking at.
She lowered her eyes and thought to herself, what else can I see?
However, it seems that I haven't eaten the breakfast he cooked for a long time.
Fu Yanye brought some bowls of porridge to her, and Zhuo Jian reached out to pick them up, "Thank you."
The bowl was obviously put on the pillar, but he just didn't spread it.
Zhuo Jian had to look at him again and wanted to ask him what he was going to do, but when he thought it was meaningless, he said, "It's hot."
Fu Yanye then let go of the bowl.
Then she gave her a spoon.
Still don't let go.
No matter how good Zhuo Jian is, he couldn't stand it this morning and couldn't help but glar at him.
Fu Yanye looked at his eyelashes slightly moved. When he loosened the spoon, he said, "The spoon is not hot."
“…”
childish.
It's really childish.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but glar at him again.
But he caught him right, and in his opinion, her face turned red and white when she was so angry that she was so cute that she was so cute that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so cute that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry
But……
How enough is this enough?
"brown sugar."
He suddenly opened a box from the side and sent it to her.
Zhuo Jian glanced at the box, and then couldn't help but look at him again, "Are you okay?"
"Yes, but you have to send your aunt away first."
“…”
Your aunt.
Zhuo Jian silently retorted in his heart.
"It's also my aunt."
“…”
Who knew that he could suddenly have such shameless words?
After breakfast, Fu Yanye held the ring and leaned against the chair, looking straight at her, "The Liu family has some business."
“…”
Zhuo Jian immediately looked at him with a questioning look.
"It's just a small lesson."
"A little lesson?"
"Don't be angry with me about this."
"I……"
Zhuo Jian was so angry that he couldn't speak, so he got up and left.
Fu Yanye looked at her leaving figure with sharp eyes, and then stood up silently to clean up the bowls and chopsticks on the dining table.
Zhuo Jian stood at the door for a long time, then raised his foot and kicked the door panel in anger.
He was so angry that this house could always be controlled remotely by him.
Fu Yanye slowly put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, and then looked outside in a blink of an eye.
She had indeed come back, although she looked like an angry little wild cat.
"What the hell is going on? Why lock the door again?"
“…”
No matter how angry she is, she only answers her.
Fu Yanye lazily and elegantly supported the edge of the platform, and the curve of the waist of all living beings appeared immediately.
He was calm and patient, and his unfathomable black eyes looked at her silent.
"Fu Yanye, can you please stop like this? Is it okay to be normal? There is a problem between us, no matter how we make a fuss, why both of us involve others?"
Zhuo Jian didn't know what was wrong with him, but suddenly became so impatient.
"What? Only those father and son are allowed to have unfair thoughts about my wife?"
Fu Yanye finally spoke, lukewarm or hot.
"That's all the past, and nothing happened in the end."