Fu Yanye looked at her with gloomy black eyes, "In that case, then put the food you don't like into my bowl."
"real?"
Zhuo Jian immediately picked up the garlic cloves and put them in his bowl.
Fu Yanye: "..."
"Garlic has anti-inflammatory and sterilizing effects, which is very good."
Seeing his dark face, Zhuo Jian said to him in a good temper.
"My mouth, which has been sterilized by anti-inflammatory drugs, will give you a good kiss later."
"..."
Now it's her turn to be in trouble.
After dinner, Fu Yanye tidied up. When he went out, he saw no one on the sofa and the TV was turned off, so he glanced upstairs.
Zhuo Jian wanted to take a shower while he was cleaning up the kitchen. She didn't want to take a bath with him every day.
Bathing together was not a big deal, just looking at each other was fine, but she really didn't want to experience Mr. Fu's torture methods again.
But……
While Zhuo Jian was giving herself a bath, she suddenly understood something, that is, when the two of them are together, this kind of thing will always be inevitable in the future.
Ouyang Ping said that as long as Fu Yanye is coaxed, her life in bed will be very happy. Zhuo Jian thought to herself, don't be too happy! She can't bear it!
After taking a shower, I wrapped my hair in a towel, put on a nightgown, applied skin care products, and went out.
"..."
Fu Yanye was lying on the bed wearing a nightgown.
Zhuo Jian walked over in small steps: "Aren't you cleaning the kitchen?"
"I don't like doing housework that much. Tomorrow my aunt will come to clean and cook breakfast for us."
Fu Yanye said and reminded her: "Go get the hair dryer."
Zhuo Jian went back to the bathroom to get the hair dryer.
Later, Fu Yanye asked her to sit on the edge of the bed while he blew her hair.
But her hair is too long and is not easy to dry.
A little tired, he turned off the hair dryer and asked the woman sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, "Can you change your position?"
Zhuo Jian raised his head and looked at him stupidly. After a minute, the two of them finally found a suitable position.
To be precise, this is Fu Yanye's favorite posture.
Zhuo Jian sat cross-legged on the bed, while Fu Yanye stood under the bed.
In this way...
Zhuo Jian's head would often push against his abdomen.
And she suspected that he pushed her head down on purpose.
Zhuo Jian raised her hand and pressed it on his abdomen, which was firm and easy to touch, but her face felt as hot as if she had a high fever.
Fu Yanye didn't listen to the movements of his hands and just raised his breath unconsciously.
Her hands rested on him softly.
Fu Yanye finally couldn't help but stop, turned off the hair dryer and looked down at her.
Zhuo Jian also raised his head in cooperation: "That's almost it!"
"No, if you want to touch it, just reach in and touch it."
Fu Yanye said that he was about to untie his pajamas.
Zhuo Jian grabbed it immediately. She really felt that the game was about to end. When was she going to touch it?
Still reaching in?
"Well, I just feel pain from hitting my forehead."
She explained awkwardly in a low voice.
Fu Yanye didn't stand firm with her and turned on the hair dryer to continue drying her hair.
The night was long, and Zhuo Jian felt that this night was dangerous.
Especially in less than two minutes, Fu Yanye finally finished Teacher Tony's work, casually threw the hair dryer on the bed, and pinched her chin with his hand.
Before Zhuo Jian could see him clearly, his vision suddenly went dark.
Fu Yanye bent down and kissed her passionately, then pushed her down on the bed in the blink of an eye.
Zhuo Jian felt his body bounce on the bed and his hair was scattered all over the bed.
Fu Yanye looked at her confused look, and the next second he knelt in front of her, grabbing the strap of her pajamas with his nimble fingers.
She didn't want to do anything to him, but he had no reason to refuse.
Zhuo Jian was so frightened that she immediately grabbed him: "What are you doing?"
Inside her at this time...
vacuum!
Fu Yanye looked at her condescendingly and said: "Sleep."
"I haven't packed it yet."
Zhuo Jian tightened her grip on his fingers holding the strap of her pajamas, and explained anxiously and hastily.
Fu Yanye's dark eyes looked down at the place he touched.
Not tidy up means...
Fu Yanye's dark eyes became even darker, and his Adam's apple moved.
Zhuo Jian looked at his performance, her heart beating like thunder.
"Fu Yanye, we agreed to wait until the wedding night."
"Um!"
Fu Yanye agreed, but did not leave.
Zhuo Jian's hold on his hand loosened slightly, and the next moment he grabbed his hand and took it away.
He only needed one finger to untie the slippery pajamas.
"Fu Yanye..."
"I'll help you tie a better-looking bow later."
He learned several styles for her.
But Zhuo Jian was particularly uneasy, and his heart felt cold, and then he pressed forward.
"Quilt!"
Zhuo Jian shouted in embarrassment, when she felt that he had even taken off his nightgown.
Fu Yanye instantly covered the two of them with quilts.
Suddenly, the two people's eyes were dark, and they could only hear each other's heartbeats and breathing.
Zhuo Jian's heart was beating very fast and hard, and her voice was very low under the quilt, "What do you want to do?"
"I don't know what you're afraid of, but it's not like you've never done it before."
His voice was hoarse, and a pair of flexible hands touched her hot skin.
Zhuo Jian thought to herself, what can I be afraid of?
It's just that I'm afraid of hurting the one in my stomach.
"Old, husband, please bear with me a little longer."
The woman's voice under the quilt suddenly became soft and gentle, as gentle as water.
Fu Yanye lost his temper immediately after hearing this, and his voice became hoarse and low, "Then from this moment on, you will always call me husband, and you are not allowed to stutter."
"..."
Zhuo Jian felt that this was not a difficult matter.
Did she stutter?
"Husband, my husband is the best."
"Well, my husband will love you very much."
What happened under the covers is difficult to describe in words.
Later, Zhuo Jian opened the quilt, exposed his head and took a deep breath.
But Fu Yanye didn't come out.
I don’t know how long it took, but the man who said he would tie her a beautiful bow not only failed to do so, but also threw away her clothes.
Boss Fu, I like sleeping naked.
Two people stuck together.
Body temperature intertwined!
——
When Zhuo Jian woke up the next day, it was already past seven o'clock. She was a little weak and went downstairs dejectedly.
"Baby, why are you here? Are you hurt?"
"mom?"
Zhuo Jian remembered that Fu Yanye said yesterday that her aunt would come to help clean up and make breakfast this morning, but in front of her was her mother-in-law?
Wang Yue was so frightened when he saw her so depressed that he went over to caress her as she walked down the last few steps, but did not forget to ask again: "What did you two do last night?"
"ah?"
"Didn't I tell you not to do it in the first three months?"
"Didn't do it!"
Zhuo Jian's face felt hot, this mother-in-law's topic was a bit broad.
"Then why did it happen like this? I saw that boy was in high spirits when he went out in the morning..."
Wang Yue suddenly remembered an idea, and then gritted his teeth angrily: "That brat is so bad, no wonder he was in such a good mood. Did he force you to mess around with him yesterday?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian blushed so hard that he almost bled.
Wang Yue saw that she was shy, so he said no more and helped her sit down on the sofa. "If you want me to tell him about this, you should tell him as soon as possible. That kid shouldn't object to being a father."
"You have to tell him."
Originally I hid it because I had concerns, but now I can't hide it because I have concerns. This chapter has been completed!