"You did so much before and failed to make her suffer. Instead, you sent her to the throne of the young lady of the Fu family. In fact, you just underestimated the enemy too much. How about..."
Li Lanxin suddenly came close to her ear. The longer she talked, the bigger Lin Ruxiang's pupils became.
——
At this time, Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye had returned to the apartment. Ouyang Ping knocked on their bedroom door before entering the house. Fu Yanye went to the bathroom. Ouyang Ping stood at the door and said to Zhuo Jian: "Later.
Please keep your voice down, there is a single dog next door."
Zhuo Jian blushed, but before she could say anything, Fu Yanye had already walked out, quickly pushed Ouyang Ping away, and closed the door.
Fu Yanye looked at her, "Why is your face so red?"
Zhuo Jian locked the door and raised her hand to touch her hot face, "It's a little hot."
Fu Yanye stared at her with his dark eyes, standing by the bed and calling her, "Come here."
Zhuo Jian reflexively walked over obediently.
She really didn't expect that he would come suddenly. As soon as he came, she felt that the whole world had come.
"what?"
She took the initiative to put her hands into his arms and grasped his strong waist.
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes to see the gentleness between her brows and couldn't help but touch her face gently, but he still asked the business first, "What happened today?"
"Hey! Didn't you ask me to buy you clothes? After I dropped you off, you went to the mall with Sister Pingping, and you met Lin Ruxiang."
Then within a few words, Lin Ruxiang fainted!
Fu Yanye heard her weak and weak look when she spoke. He couldn't help but hold her in his arms and asked her in a low voice: "Isn't she weak enough?"
"Um!"
Zhuo Jian nodded, resting her chin on his heart and looking up at him, "Do you still feel sorry for her now?"
"Um?"
"In the past, when she had headaches and fever, you felt so distressed. What about this time?"
You fought back and forth in the sky, was it for me or for her?
In Zhuo Jian's eyes, there was unconscious desire.
Desire to know his heart and get the answer she wants.
Fu Yanye frowned slightly, and after a few seconds, he replied in a low voice, "This time I am worried about you and the baby in your belly."
Zhuo Jian unconsciously fluttered her long eyelashes twice more, for her and the baby?
"Don't believe it?"
"Happiness comes too suddenly, huh!"
She pursed her lips and smiled, a smile that was gentle and made me feel pity for her.
Seeing her like that, Fu Yanye couldn't help but lower his head and catch her lips.
He just smiled slightly and felt a little bored.
He really wanted to press her down on the bed and ravage this woman, but now, he could only kiss her to vent her anger.
Zhuo Jian felt that he was being held tighter and tighter, and then his toes left the ground.
Fu Yanye lifted her up and asked her, "Would you like to take a bath together?"
Zhuo Jian's small face turned red instantly, and then she shook her head slowly.
Fu Yanye smiled and said, "Let's go together."
"Fu Yanye, I don't want to wash with you."
"You want it!"
"I don't want it!"
"You want it!"
She really didn't want it, but in the end, she still stood under the shower with him.
Zhuo Jian was turned around and hugged from behind. She begged sadly, "Don't do it, okay?"
"Yeah! Just take a shower!"
Fu Yanye agreed.
He really did it, but...
When Zhuo Jian was taken out half an hour later, he was lying on the bed unable to move at all.
Legs are weak.
Fu Yanye used a hair dryer to help her dry her hair, very carefully.
Zhuo Jian felt a little wilted until she heard him turn off the hair dryer and call her: "Jian Jian."
"Um?"
She looked up at him in surprise, her eyes almost unable to open.
"Can I stay?"
Fu Yanye said suddenly.
"What?"
Stay?
"I'll stay here and study with you."
Fu Yanye sat next to her, put his hand gently on her shoulder, and said softly.
Zhuo Jian instantly got up and sat down, looking at him dullly, "How can this be done?"
"Why not? Don't you want me to stay?"
"I...but you can't stay for me."
Zhuo Jian calmed down and asked herself, of course she wanted him to stay, she wanted to be with him, but is this normal?
"Do you want to?"
Fu Yanye asked her patiently.
"I don't want to disrupt your normal life."
Zhuo Jian thought for a while, lowered his head and said.
"My normal life? Not you?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
Zhuo Jian raised her eyes and looked at him. Was she her in his normal life?
"I am, but I can't be your whole life. You still have such a big group to manage, and you still have such friends."
"..."
Fu Yanye suddenly stopped talking and just looked at her straightly.
Zhuo Jian was flustered by what he saw and couldn't help but murmured, "Isn't it true? Did I say something wrong?"
She never dared to think that she was everything to him.
Fu Yanye suddenly smiled and took his hand away from her shoulders, "You are right, you are just a part of my life, not all of it."
"..."
Zhuo Jian felt that something was wrong, and was even more sure that he was angry. She couldn't help but gently hooked his hand with her little finger, but as soon as she touched it, he took it away.
Zhuo Jian was immediately flustered, "I didn't mean that."
"Then what do you mean? Is there something wrong with my understanding? You don't ask me to treat you as everything, but you're not afraid that you only belong to me, right?"
"..."
"Fu Yanye."
She called him softly.
Fu Yanye turned away and stopped looking at her, "You want to say that we are just part of each other's lives? Is it because I'm not good enough to you?"
"I didn't say you weren't good enough to me."
Especially during this time, she was almost spoiled by him.
"Then why do you still know the difference so clearly?"
Fu Yanye asked again, and turned to look at her directly, that look was like a sharp dagger.
In the darkness, right into the depths of her eyes.
Zhuo Jian was suddenly confused.
What did she say?
Make him angry.
"You go to sleep first, I'll go out and get some fresh air."
Fu Yanye said.
But when he got up, he found that he only had a bath towel tied around his waist. He frowned in annoyance and then didn't move.
Seeing that he couldn't get out, Zhuo Jian stood up and gently pulled him: "Don't be angry, that's not what I meant."
"I know exactly what you mean."
"Do you want to sleep?"
Zhuo Jian saw that he was still so angry, and after holding it in for a long time, he could only say this sentence.
Fu Yanye turned to look at her, angrily akimbo.
Zhuo Jian raised her eyes to look at him, then lowered her head again, "Do you want to sleep or not?"
"Mrs. Fu, can I ask you to be more serious with me? I'm still angry now."
Fu Yanye said.
Zhuo Jian lowered her head and did not look at him, only muttering: "I know you are angry, but it is already very late."