Zhuo Jian shed tears of fear, pushed his chest away and retreated to the edge of the bed.
Fu Yanye came closer and said, "It's about to fall."
Zhuo Jian could no longer retreat, so she grabbed his strong arm and said, "Don't come over."
"You are about to fall, what should you do if you hit the baby?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously tightened her body and did not dare to move.
Fu Yanye grabbed her wrists with both hands, pushed her in with skillful force, and soon dragged her into his arms again.
Zhuo Jian stubbornly refused to stick to him, and stared at him with teary eyes, "What on earth are you going to do?"
"I'll show you what sadism is."
Fu Yanye hugged her and leaned against the bed, letting her be in his arms. He turned around and took the phone.
Du Niang searched for the word sadism, and the top one was sadomasochism. Zhuo Jian only read a few lines and slid down quietly, trying to escape from his arms.
Sadism, also known as sadism or sexual sadism, refers to the desire to gain satisfaction by causing pain or humiliation to the opposite sex or your spouse...
Sex, change, too.
hehe!
Zhuo Jian was so frightened that his whole body went numb.
Fu Yanye also frowned and couldn't help but wonder, what the hell?
"Fu Yanye."
Her voice was hoarse and weak.
"Um?"
Fu Yanye looked down at her and narrowed his eyes when he saw her paralyzed with fear.
"I'm scared."
Her trembling, weak voice.
"..."
Fu Yanye suddenly felt a bad feeling. He threw away the phone and put his hands under her armpits to lift her up and press her down, "What are you afraid of?"
"Not only do you have mysophobia, you also have sadism."
After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he felt a gust of wind blowing blood from his hair.
That kind of cold, biting.
Zhuo Jian's eyes were red, and she looked delicate and frightened.
Fu Yanye felt as if he was stabbed in the heart, and then whispered: "I don't have such symptoms."
"But you always like to leave marks on me."
Her voice became weaker and weaker.
At this time, it seemed that all the messy problems were no longer a problem. What mattered was that he was sick.
Fu Yanye pressed the tip of his tongue against the back alveolar, trying hard not to hit her.
Why did he leave two tooth marks on his wife?
Is he the only man in the world who can do this?
He doesn't believe it!
Damn bitch.
Fu Yanye cursed fiercely in his heart.
He originally wanted to use that to prove his innocence, but in the end...
Zhuo Jian shrank in front of him and whispered: "I want to go back to my old house."
"Um?"
"I'm afraid the baby is in danger."
Her voice became lower and lower.
If they weren't alone in the room, and they were so close together, he wouldn't have been able to hear what she said.
"Zhuo Jian, if you look like this again, I promise to leave traces on every inch of your skin. Do you believe it?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian's two tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and wetted the sheets.
Now I am more sure that he is sick.
"I'm going to make dinner. You stay here and don't run around. You know, you can't run out, but if I catch you running..."
Since she believes that he has sadism, he doesn't mind threatening her again.
Zhuo Jian looked at him with tearful eyes, pitiful and did not dare to say another word.
Fu Yan got up and went out at night.
Zhuo Jian huddled in bed, staring at the door.
She couldn't help but think in her heart, if it's over, if he had that problem, wouldn't she be miserable in the future?
Suddenly, I thought of some rebirth abuse stories, in which the female protagonists were tortured to pieces, and the child in the female protagonist's belly was killed by the male protagonist himself, and then the female protagonist also...
dead.
She doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to be reborn, she just wants to live a clear life.
It's hard to live to be in your twenties.
Fu Yanye was upset while making dinner. What was this?
That woman already had a lot of grudges against him, but now she's even better?
I also added sadism to him, ha.
An hour later, it was raining outside, and two people sat at the dining table, a table apart.
Zhuo Jian became even more cautious when eating.
Fu Yanye frowned and looked at her. He really wanted to punish her, but the ringing of his cell phone stopped him.
It's serious.
Yan Zheng was very direct, "Would you like to come out and have a drink?"
"No time."
Fu Yanye seemed to be in a bad mood when he heard Yan Zheng's tone, but he was in an even worse mood now.
"What are you doing?"
Naturally, Yan Zheng could tell that his good brother was unhappy.
"What to do? Torture."
"What?"
"I have sadism."
"Uh, are you two having so much fun? I'll excuse you."
Yan Zheng felt that he was really not suitable to ask people out to drink. He had another drama on his mind.
Zhuo Jian was trembling while eating, when she saw Fu Yanye put down his cell phone and said to him, "Brother Su Bai, did you invite you to go for a drink? Just go."
"Brother Su Bai? Have you always called me so dear?"
"..."
I've been called that since I was little.
Fu Yanye picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine in frustration, then placed it heavily on the table.
Zhuo Jian didn't dare to speak anymore and lowered her head to finish the soup he served.
"It's not your brother Su Bai, it's your brother Yan Zheng."
Fu Yanye suddenly explained.
Zhuo Jian was startled. Even if he didn't tell her, she could have guessed it. It was just those two people.
"You can go out, it's okay with me."
Zhuo Jian said again.
Fu Yanye chuckled, "Of course it doesn't matter to you, after all, you are a good wife who knows how to give her husband complete freedom, but as a partner abuser, I don't realize that drinking with my brothers makes me happier than being with you.
"
"Hehe, hehe."
Zhuo Jian twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment and stopped talking.
She just hopes that tomorrow will come soon, she really doesn't want to stay here anymore.
She even wanted to go back to the small apartment opposite.
but……
Whether it was the heavy rain outside or the man opposite, they successfully blocked her.
The food he cooks is delicious, especially to her taste.
Or should I say, it was done entirely according to her preferences.
Zhuo Jian was actually very touched by this.
But when she thought about other things, she was a little afraid to move.
After the meal, he went to clean up the kitchen like a big CEO. She sat at the dining table, ate the fruit he had cut, and watched him by the way.
Those women who are obsessed with him must be obsessed with his handsome appearance just like her.
If those people knew his temper and symptoms, would they still dare to be obsessed with him?
Zhuo Jian thought for a few seconds and then quickly came up with an answer.
dare!
But despite being obsessed, she just wasn't sure about him.
He seemed to like her very much, but he didn't seem to.
Otherwise, why would he be so angry because she said something wrong? The way he acted these days was as if he wanted to never have any contact with her.
But when they live together, he is like a good husband, cooking for her, choosing suitable clothes for her, and giving her a warm chest.
Soon Fu Yanye came out and stood in front of her.
When Zhuo Jian came back to his senses, she looked at his expensive belt and slowly raised her head reflexively. This chapter has been completed!