"If you keep kissing me anymore, my mouth will hurt. Let's go eat first, okay? I'm so hungry."
Zhuo Jian's soft voice coaxed.
I complained in my heart: I kissed you for a long time, and I feel like the skin on my mouth is about to break, but you still don’t tell me to stop, damn it!
Fu Yanye rubbed her small waist hard on his body again, his voice was hoarse and he said: "I'm hungry too, but baby, I want to eat you!"
baby……
He likes to call her that every time he does something, which makes her soul come out.
These two words may be very common terms for the other partners, but for them, it is not the same.
Zhuo Jian didn't know how he could say these two words, so she couldn't help but watch him quietly.
Fu Yanye's dark black eyes were full of repressed love! Desire!
Zhuo Jian's heart began to beat wildly again, and then he quickly lowered his head, unconsciously touching his Adam's apple with his hand, and murmured: "It's bad if you get a stomachache from hunger."
Fu Yanye only looked at her for a moment before he became so squeamish that he fell hard and murmured: "Then let's go have dinner first, tonight..."
"I'm starving!"
Before Fu Yanye finished speaking, Zhuo Jian screamed that he was starving to death, got up from him and wanted to run away.
Fu Yanye sighed helplessly. The emptiness in his arms made him feel cold. He reminded her patiently: "Change out of the wedding dress first."
Zhuo Jian had to stop.
It's really not appropriate to go downstairs to eat in a wedding dress.
Not to mention the cost, she couldn't afford to pay for it if it got dirty, it was really tiring to wear.
Zhuo Jian reached behind her to grab the zipper, but...
Her hands are actually quite long, but the zipper seems to be stuck?
She blushed in embarrassment, lowered her head and pulled hard.
The slender man lying on the bed suddenly jumped up and came behind her: "I'll do it!"
Zhuo Jian felt his fingers touch her skin, and the warm touch made her body tighten unconsciously, and then the edges of her ears began to turn pink.
Fu Yanye raised his eyes, saw the color behind her ears, and moved close to her ears: "Your ears are red."
Zhuo Jian: "..."
She reflexively wanted to do it by herself, but before she could turn around, Fu Yanye forcibly stopped her.
He had to keep this benefit for himself.
Although this was not the first time he saw her figure, and he had once thought that her skinny figure was not attractive, but the moment he took off the wedding dress, he had to admit that he felt dizzy and almost had a nosebleed.
She always has a way of attracting him.
No matter it's the body structure or the fragrance on the body.
Even the two butterfly bones on the back of her shoulders made him feel like he could hardly hold back his lust.
But in the end, he still endured it, went to personally choose a dress for her to put on, behave like a gentleman, and took her downstairs for dinner.
There was an extra dish for lunch. Fu Yanye smelled it and cast a questioning look.
Pickled bamboo shoots!
It's only a small dish, but the taste is huge.
Zhuo Jian took a piece and ate it. Seeing that he was frowning and unhappy, she said, "Don't you like it? Then ask Auntie to remove it?"
"ah?"
Auntie was stunned behind.
"No need to withdraw."
Fu Yanye said, staring straight at Zhuo Jian with his dark eyes.
Zhuo Jian was so flustered by what he saw that he made an excuse, "You haven't had a loss of appetite recently. The doctor said you should eat this to stimulate your appetite. How about you try it too?"
"Put it in for me to eat!"
Fu Yanye stared at her and said something.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
She really wanted to slap herself in the mouth, why did she care whether he ate or not?
But thinking about her future happiness, she still gave him a stick and said, "Open your mouth."
Fu Yanye looked at her in disbelief, then opened his mouth and was taken by her.
Sour and spicy!
It tastes better than it smells...
When he saw her expectant eyes, he slowly swallowed the sour bamboo shoots and said in a deep voice, "It's not bad."
"Really?"
Zhuo Jian knew that he didn't like to eat things that were too sour or spicy before. His taste was on the bland side and he was a carnivore.
But later on, who knows? People change.
Zhuo Jian continued to eat her own, and the meal turned out to be harmonious.
However, the aunt who took care of them was very surprised and couldn't help but say: "I have never seen the young master being fed before, and he still used other people's chopsticks."
After hearing this, Fu Yanye only looked at Zhuo Jian deeply.
Zhuo Jian smiled awkwardly and politely and said to her aunt: "You don't know, our young master is different now from before, and his mysophobia will be cured soon."
"Really? That's great!"
Auntie was very excited after hearing this.
Fu Yanye frowned.
He didn't have any good intentions.
There is nothing wrong with being mysophobic, but she is the person he sleeps with, so he doesn't have to be so mysophobic about her.
Zhuo Jian didn't know what he was thinking, but after dinner Fu Yanye went to pour a glass of red wine, and when he came back, he pulled out the chair next to her.
Zhuo Jian looked at him sitting next to her, her long eyelashes trembled in confusion, and asked him: "Why are you sitting here?"
Fu Yanye took a sip of wine and heard her cell phone ringing before she could reply.
Zhuo Jian was relatively close to his phone and took it for him.
Fu Yanye answered the phone with one hand, put one hand behind her chair, and played with her hair.
Zhuo Jian only heard his deep voice humming, and then her eyes saw the hair tangled between his fingers.
He seemed to enjoy playing with her hair.
Zhuo Jian guessed that Fu Yanye had put down his cell phone, but his expression was a little arrogant.
"What happened?"
Zhuo Jian asked doubtfully.
Fu Yanye stared at her with his dark eyes, "The stock price has fallen."
Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat.
The stock price of Fu Group has been rising steadily, has it fallen?
Zhuo Jian suddenly thought of the public opinion this morning. Could it be because Lin Ruxiang committed suicide?
I originally thought that Lin Ruxiang committed suicide just to let public opinion overwhelm her and make her afraid to hold a wedding with Fu Yanye.
Zhuo Jian asked subconsciously: "What should we do now?"
"What do you think?"
Fu Yanye saw her serious look and asked her.
Zhuo Jian's eyes moved, and he replied the next second: "Treat him in his own way."
Fu Yanye caught the flash of keenness and silence in her eyes.
Zhuo Jian couldn't hear what he was saying, so she raised her eyes to meet his. Seeing his dark eyes, she thought about it and asked him, "Are you reluctant to let go?"
"Um?"
"Doesn't it make Lin Ruxiang sad if you don't want to leave?"
Zhuo Jian's words didn't sound like he was uncertain just now, but rather a bit more certain.
Fu Yanye's fingers tangled in her hair loosened slightly, and her long hair was pinched by his thumb just as it was about to disappear from his fingertips.
Zhuo Jian's heart tightened when she saw his action.
"If I'm not willing to give up..."
Halfway through Fu Yanye's words, his dark eyes looking at her hair suddenly raised to look at her.
Zhuo Jian reflexively looked at him, but at this moment her heart sank. She felt that he was diving into her heart. She didn't know whether he intended to turn things upside down or to let her live in peace.
"Will you help me?"
Fu Yanye asked.
Zhuo Jian looked at him doubtfully, confused. This chapter has been completed!