Fu Yanye suddenly stopped untying his belt, then returned to her body, caressing her face and murmuring: "Scream again."
"husband!"
Zhuo Jian cried in her heart, it was not so compelling.
Fu Yanye suddenly felt so soft-hearted that he took away her hand and kissed her eyebrows and lips.
Zhuo Jian groaned in fear and wanted to push him away. Fu Yanye entangled her hand in the sofa, but the kiss did not break on her skin.
Zhuo Jian was a little dizzy and couldn't help but want to call him, but before she could say a word, he suddenly held her lips in his mouth and said, "Call me again."
"Fu Yanye...ah, husband."
Zhuo Jian immediately cried out obediently as his skin ached.
"good!"
Fu Yanye praised her with satisfaction while kissing her.
Zhuo Jian felt that he treated her like a child and thought she would obey him in everything he said?
Feeling a chill in his heart, Zhuo Jian came back to his senses in an instant, squeezed his hand with his entangled hand, and whispered: "Fu Yanye, don't mess around."
"I'm just kissing my wife."
"Fu Yanye, I will die."
Zhuo Jian said to him in fear.
Fu Yanye took a deep breath, suddenly put his arms under her slim waist, and reminded: "Call me husband again?"
Zhuo Jian wanted to curse in her heart, but she didn't dare. She could only blush with red eyes and said with a cry in her voice, "Husband, I'm afraid."
Seeing her squeamish look, Fu Yanye became more and more angry, and couldn't help but squeeze out a few words from between his teeth: "I really want to kill you."
"You said I would just call you husband..."
"Just what? I didn't promise you anything!"
Fu Yanye picked her up from the sofa and took her directly upstairs.
Zhuo Jian was so frightened that she felt that she had been teased by him.
After calling her husband so many times, she still couldn't avoid the fact that he would take her to bed.
Not long after, she began to look miserable again, with tears in her delicate eyes.
Fu Yanye lowered his head and looked at her: "I'll cry later."
Woohoo!
What does he mean?
Zhuo Jian originally just wanted to scare him with tears and make him calm down, but when she found that this method didn't work, she immediately buried her head in silence.
Fu Yanye put her on the bed and fell on top of her angrily.
Zhuo Jian instantly surrendered because she felt that he was really angry.
When Fu Yanye met her, he couldn't help but groaned, then looked down at the place between the two of them in annoyance: "You torture me to death."
"I don't dare!"
Zhuo Jian said aggrievedly.
"Why don't you dare?"
After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he got up from her side.
Zhuo Jian lowered her head and didn't dare to refute him anymore. Not long after, she heard the door inside and realized that he had actually gone to the bathroom.
For the first time, Zhuo Jian felt that a cold shower was really good, at least it could make people sober.
So I even hope he washes it more often.
Later, his cell phone rang again, and Zhuo Jian saw that it was Wang Yue, so she picked it up for him. Anyway, if Lin Ruxiang called again, she would not have the courage to answer it.
"I'm your mother, I'm warning you. Be gentle with your daughter-in-law recently. She won't be able to withstand the torture."
When Wang Yue heard that the call was connected, he said a few words regardless.
"mom?"
Zhuo Jian screamed in embarrassment.
"Baby? Are you okay? What about that brat? Did he bully you?"
"mom!"
Zhuo Jian screamed in embarrassment.
Wang Yue was startled and scratched his scalp: "Baby, it's you. Are you with Yan Ye?"
"He went to take a shower."
Zhuo Jian explained.
"Taking a shower? Did you two do it?"
Wang Yue was frightened and thought that she could not let the two of them go back to live alone. She could still keep an eye on them here.
"No! But mom..."
"A call from mom?"
Before she finished speaking, Fu Yanye's questioning voice suddenly came from behind her.
Zhuo Jian held the phone and turned to look at him. Fu Yanye reached out and snatched the phone away.
Zhuo Jian was flustered. It wasn't until she saw his abdominal muscles that she looked away shyly.
"What's up?"
Seeing her blushing, Fu Yanye stood beside the bed again without haste and asked the person on the other end of the phone.
"I'm warning you, she's not in good health recently, so don't do anything rude. Then it's best to sleep in separate rooms. Do you understand?"
"You are too lenient. She just fainted due to low blood sugar. If there is nothing else, I will die."
"Hypoglycemia? Hello? Hello? Brat..."
Wang Yue shouted several times, but later she had to admit that this guy really hung up on her again.
Fu Yanye put the phone aside and sat on the edge of the bed.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously moved to the side.
Fu Yanye turned to look at her: "Come here."
"I can just sleep here."
Zhuo Jian said with a guilty conscience.
"How about I find a rope to tie you up, and then you can lie down in the place I designated."
Fu Yanye's deep voice threatened her.
Zhuo Jian could only move next to him.
Fu Yanye opened the quilt and got into bed, covered his waist with the quilt, then took the towel away from the quilt and threw it to the ground.
cold!
His legs were extremely cold.
Zhuo Jian got goosebumps where he touched her, and she immediately wanted to move.
But the person in the quilt was easily trapped by one of his arms.
"Be good and I promise not to do anything, okay?"
Fu Yanye put his forehead on top of hers.
If she dares to move again, the fire he just put out...
OK!
Just one minute!
He didn't know how his self-control had become so poor.
Obviously I have endured it for so many years.
Zhuo Jian originally wanted to stay in his arms obediently and endure it, but in the end she felt that he was pushing against her, and the hands on her heart were tightly entangled.
God, she really wanted the place where she was lying to collapse, even if there was an abyss underneath.
But unfortunately, this bed is very strong.
"Don't be afraid, I can bear it."
Fu Yanye felt her tenseness and murmured.
Zhuo Jian was silent, feeling his body close to her again, she tried to remind in a low voice: "Fu Yanye, do you want to consider wearing pajamas?"
"I don't want to move!"
Fu Yanye murmured.
"What if I go get it for you?"
Zhuo Jian asked.
Fu Yanye didn't move, just smiled.
Zhuo Jian felt herself being held tighter by him, and then she heard his low and seductive questioning voice in her ears: "Baby, is it really not possible?"
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"Is there any other way?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian wanted to die, but struggled several times to no avail.
Fu Yanye chewed her again, then hugged her unwillingly and sighed, reminding: "If I have a fever tomorrow, you have to take care of me."
Before Zhuo Jian said anything, Fu Yanye had already gone to take a cold shower again.
——
But when she woke up the next day, there was no sign of Fu Yanye on the bed, or even in the whole house.
The aunt from the old house came to prepare breakfast for her. She took a cup of hot water and looked at the sea view outside the window.
Early in the morning there was news about the suicide of a wealthy daughter. Did he go find Lin Ruxiang?