Zhuo Jian's heart was beating like thunder, and he reflexively raised his breath and tightened his abdomen.
Fu Yanye raised his eyes to look at her, and then murmured: "I didn't see it."
"..."
Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly settled down.
Jian Lian believed what she saw, especially after seeing that Zhuo Jian was so nervous that she could hardly breathe, so she changed her words: "Your wedding is next month, right?"
Some sizes are really hard to see unless they are on your body.
"Yes! Didn't I also send you an invitation?"
Fu Yanye doubted his memory.
Jian Lian raised her eyebrows: "That's good. I'm worried that Miss Zhuo will continue to grow taller, and then this eight-figure wedding dress will be wasted."
Zhuo Jianzhen immediately raised his breath again, lowered his head to hide his panic, looked at his belly and said, "Mr. Fu has been cooking recently, so I have eaten a little more. I will pay attention to it."
"Well, let's do this first."
Jian Lian nodded, until she saw that her cuffs were a little big, then she started sewing for a while.
Zhuo Jian has never seen a man use needlework better than a woman, and he is also very beautiful.
Fu Yanye stood aside and watched, then walked around behind her and pressed his clean and gentle hands on her eyes unceremoniously.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
After Jian Lian finished his work and took the people away, Fu Yanye walked outside the door personally.
Zhuo Jian and her aunt were admiring the wedding dress in the room, and subconsciously touched her belly. She guessed that she would not grow up so fast.
A wedding dress worth eight figures!
Zhuo Jian chuckled inwardly, a little disgusted that he didn't know how to be frugal.
When Fu Yanye came back, the aunt withdrew, and Zhuo Jian stood there again with a sigh, and the hand on his lower abdomen slowly moved back to his waist subconsciously.
Fu Yanye glanced at her, then walked up to her and stared at her waist.
He really didn't notice the change, but he believed in Jian Lian's eyes, which were like soft rulers.
Zhuo Jian didn't know what he was thinking, so she murmured nervously: "I will keep in shape."
"I have to keep it up recently. He didn't sleep for several days in order to make this wedding dress."
"ah?"
"It's not that the things are expensive, it's just that some materials are hard to find."
"..."
Zhuo Jian thought to himself that it’s not my fault, it’s all your fault for giving people problems.
Just as she was thinking this, Fu Yanye suddenly walked around to her side, stretched out his long arms and pulled her into his arms before she had time to retreat.
Zhuo Jian's face suddenly turned pink.
Fu Yanye's hands gently kneaded her waist and abdomen.
She didn't dare to breathe, and her legs suddenly became weak, "Fu, Fu Yanye, what are you doing?"
"Why can't I see it? Are you heavy?"
Fu Yanye asked in a low voice while continuing to touch.
Zhuo Jian pressed her lips hard and could only lie to him: "I don't have a scale at home, how do I know?"
After hearing this, Fu Yanye nodded and murmured: "Buy a scale."
Zhuo Jian: "..."
But why doesn't he let her go?
And what kind of look is that?
Why do you keep staring at her?
Zhuo Jian turned her face away, but it was just in time for Fu Yanye to see her pink ears. Fu Yanye leaned close to her ear and said, "Your ears are red."
"ah?"
Zhuo Jian nervously hid aside, but Fu Yanye looked at her directly: "Why are you nervous? Even if you gain more than ten pounds, I will not dislike you."
"..."
Zhuo Jian thought to himself, even if you dislike it, it's not you who makes me nervous.
When he was kissed behind the ear, Zhuo Jian felt numb all over and subconsciously wanted to push him. Fu Yanye whispered in her ear: "Don't move, I don't have good control."
"..."
Fu Yanye said, kissing her neck, and soon hugged her up again.
Zhuo Jian's conditioned hands hugged his neck tightly.
Fu Yanye carried her up the stairs.
Zhuo Jian's heart was beating very fast, especially when she saw his cold face, as if he was going to a party...
"Fu Yanye, you promised me."
"What?"
"I won't do it for now."
Zhuo Jian reminded him humbly.
But Fu Yanye saw the alertness flashing in her eyes in the blink of an eye, and couldn't help but be irritated, "Shut up."
There is no need to constantly remind him to exercise restraint.
If he really wanted to have sex with her, did she think the agreement he gave her verbally would be meaningful?
He can ignore even the divorce agreement she signed.
Zhuo Jian shut up obediently, but her heart couldn't help but be wary of him.
Fu Yanye carried her back to the bedroom. Since her aunt had seen something she shouldn't have seen before, he kicked the door shut this time.
There was a 'pop' sound.
Zhuo Jian's heart also tightened.
Fu Yanye put her on the bed. Zhuo Jian's mind was racing. She didn't know what was going to happen next. If he wanted to do something, she would kick him away. If he just wanted to hug her, then she would
Be patient.
Just when she was thinking about this, Fu Yanye suddenly covered her big black eyes, and then put his thin lips on hers.
Zhuo Jian felt that his breath was taken away instantly, his eyes were dark again, and his nervous heart almost jumped out of his chest.
"Fu Yanye..."
"What's it called?"
"husband!"
"good!"
Fu Yanye's force was not heavy, he just lifted up her overly long skirt, and his lips and tongue did whatever they wanted in her mouth.
Zhuo Jian felt her legs were cold, so she began to toss with her little hands. Fu Yanye bit her chin and warned her: "I won't damage your wedding dress, so don't move around."
"Fu Yanye, we agreed not to do it yet."
"I didn't say do it, just a kiss."
Fu Yanye was upset and kissed her even more forcefully.
He doesn’t even believe it himself!
But what can he do?
He planned to endure it before the wedding, but it was hard to say whether he could endure it or not.
He persuaded himself to hold back. She had just fainted not long ago and was weak. It was understandable that he could not bear the attack.
But how could he bear it when she was dressed like this in front of him today?
Fu Yanye wanted to take off her wedding dress, but the thick cloth made him very uncomfortable.
Zhuo Jian felt his increasingly uncontrollable behavior and immediately grabbed his hand again: "Fu Yanye..."
"Um?"
He agreed impatiently.
"You'll ruin your wedding dress."
Zhuo Jian felt that he was going to bite her neck off, so she raised her hands to hold his face. She looked at him with tender eyes in fear, and coaxed him: "I don't want it anymore, okay?"
Fu Yanye was very satisfied with her behavior and stopped immediately, but his longing eyes could not be moved away from her face.
Zhuo Jian looked at his thin lips pursed and gently stroked them with her fingers, then raised her head and kissed him on the lips: "I'm hungry."
"..."
Fu Yanye suddenly became weak and fell on top of her, resting his forehead on her shoulder.
"Kiss me a little longer."
Fu Yanye suddenly held her waist, gently pulled her over, and turned over to lie on her pillow, while she lay on top of him.
Zhuo Jian was startled, why did she suddenly come up there?
Fu Yanye gently stroked the back of her head: "Be good, until I'm satisfied with the kiss, I'll let you go downstairs to eat."
Zhuo Jian didn't expect that she would never be able to leave again after returning to the city. She also didn't expect that not only would she have to hold a wedding with him, but she would also have to call him husband and take the initiative to kiss him until he was satisfied.
"Kiss or not?"
Fu Yanye looked at her, his eyes full of torment.
"relative!"
Zhuo Jian murmured in dissatisfaction, then moved up slightly and smacked his forehead.
Fu Yanye didn't move, but chuckled. Her lips were soft and fragrant. But when she kissed his eyebrows, as if kissing his lips with great love, he suddenly couldn't breathe, and then
He tightened his grip on her small waist and reminded her in a hoarse voice: "Baby, use more force." This chapter has been completed!