Zhuo Jian watched Fu Yanye slowly go downstairs and murmured: "So the wedding ring can't mean anything?"
"It's just a ring. It's cold. What does it mean? But people nowadays wear it when they get married. It's different from our time."
The aunt thought that Fu Yanye hadn't worn it recently, so she hurriedly returned.
Zhuo Jian nodded: "Yeah."
"Young Madam, if you don't want to go upstairs and ask, then I'll go upstairs and ask the young master what he wants to eat."
The aunt asked her for instructions again.
Zhuo Jian came to his senses and said, "No need to go upstairs, he's down."
"ah?"
The aunt was stunned. When she turned around and saw Fu Yanye, she was immediately frightened and said nervously: "Young Master."
"Yeah! Just follow your usual preparations."
Fu Yanye gave a faint order.
"yes!"
The aunt nodded and left quickly.
Zhuo Jian watched him approach and suddenly thought, is she being too pretentious?
It's just a ring, and it's like the sky is falling.
Zhuo Jian saw him sitting next to him and couldn't help but touch her ring and look at him. But for a moment, she didn't know what to say. She looked down at her ring and thought, why don't she take it off too?
In fact, I didn't plan to wear it at first, if he hadn't said he wanted to wear it.
Zhuo Jian's hand held the ring and turned it around, and unknowingly it ran around twice.
Fu Yanye's deep black eyes stared straight at her fingers, and his heart tightened with the strength of her rotation. Until he saw her ring reaching the knuckles of her fingers, he finally frowned and narrowed his eyes, "
Zhuo Jian."
"Um?"
She suddenly came back to her senses.
"You dare to push it out a little further."
Fu Yanye was furious and forced him.
Zhuo Jian was stunned. After she regained consciousness, she looked at her finger and realized that the ring was almost pushed off by her. She subconsciously pushed it back immediately, "Why are you so mean? It's just a ring, and Auntie didn't even wear it.
Woolen cloth."
She kept talking, and in the end, her words seemed like a whisper, a reminder.
Fu Yanye looked at her with hatred, "I don't care about others."
"..."
Zhuo Jian suddenly felt that something was not right and couldn't help holding his breath.
"But if you dare to take it off, I guarantee that I will do something crazy that I don't even know about."
"..."
Why are you threatening her again?
He didn't even feel that angry with himself when he took off the ring. She was just careless and that's what happened to him.
"I wanna go!"
Afraid that he would suddenly pounce on her and tear her to pieces or bite her neck off at the next moment, Zhuo Jian subconsciously wanted to leave.
But just as she was about to pass him while clutching her cell phone, his wrist was firmly grasped by him.
She should have gone around from the other side, but her habit got to her.
Zhuo Jian looked down at him in fear.
Fu Yanye just exerted a little force, and she fell onto his long legs, leaning in his arms.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, "How much do you think I hate the word "go" now?"
"Fu Yanye, please calm down, I'm pregnant now."
Zhuo Jian was afraid that he was going to deal with her, so she quickly reminded him.
But Fu Yanye suddenly pinched her chin, hugged her tightly, and whispered in front of her: "Pregnant women are more tolerant."
"What?"
Zhuo Jian's eyes widened in fear, but before he could struggle, he was already picked up by him.
The direction they were going was towards the stairs.
The aunt came out and retreated quietly. Every time their young master hugged his young wife, they felt that the young couple was about to reconcile.
Fu Yanye quickly carried her to the room and placed her on the bed.
His movements were not rude, but his momentum gave people a feeling of being forced upon others and particularly oppressive.
Fu Yanye tilted her upper body, pinched her arm, and asked her, "Did you want to take off the ring just now?"
"I just think we may all take rings too seriously. Many people don't like to wear wedding rings."
Fu Yanye squeezed her arm harder, "So you don't care anymore? Do you want to take it off?"
She was already abroad, and the people there were strangers to them. As soon as she took off the ring, who knew if she was married? Those careless boys couldn't...
"Then when you took it off, was it because you didn't care?"
She could no longer control her emotions, her eyes were extremely hot, her eyes soon became blurry, and her voice became hoarse.
"I never didn't care, I just..."
Just gambling.
She would put it back on him herself.
But he seems to be wrong.
Fu Yanye regretted it so much that his intestines were empty, but there was no way he would tell her this.
"Just what?"
Zhuo Jian simply looked at him and asked him.
"What about you? Still want to separate from me?"
Fu Yanye changed the subject.
There were tears in the corners of Zhuo Jian's eyes, but she was very clear in her heart. She kept her mouth closed for a while, and when she opened it again, she became speechless. It took a long time before she said the words, "I don't want to separate from you, I'm just afraid..."
"What are you afraid of?"
Fu Yanye looked at the sparkling eyes in her eyes and asked her, his voice a little hoarse.
"As I said, I'm afraid you will get tired of it one day."
"Then you must be willing to give me a chance to get tired of it."
"You simply don't understand how you feel when you are given up over and over again and disappointed again and again."
Why do you say this?
Zhuo Jian thought of all the previous events, their separations again and again, and her tears flowed more and more unknowingly, getting hotter and hotter.
"What's your mood?"
Fu Yanye asked her. He was upset when he saw her tears. He lowered his eyes and looked at her wet lips. He couldn't help but immediately pressed them up and sucked them hard.
Zhuo Jian closed his eyes in pain, unable to breathe, and raised his heart reflexively.
Fu Yanye's hands passed under her body, and he immediately hugged her tightly, making the kiss even tighter.
"How do you feel? Tell me?"
Fu Yanye kissed her, suddenly left her, and asked in a deep voice that he could not resist.
Zhuo Jian's lips became even moister after being kissed by him, and his heart became particularly depressed due to him.
He kissed her suddenly, wanted her suddenly, and then pushed her away suddenly.
He can always be cool and free, right?
Zhuo Jian looked at him, and at that moment she suddenly couldn't help it. She held his face again like she had done in her office a few months ago, and then kissed him hard on the lips.
Her thin body was completely pressed against his, her thin arms wrapped around him and she wanted to turn him over, but her strength was too weak.
Fu Yanye, on the other hand, easily hugged her, and she was on top of him just a little bit.
Zhuo Jian was angry that she was always inferior to him. When she saw his dark eyes looking straight at her, she impulsively blocked his mouth again.
Usually he bites her.
But sometimes she bites him.
Fu Yanye's brows furrowed slightly, which proved that he had been bitten by her, but his endurance to endure the pain was obviously much stronger, and he could quickly react from passive to active, and he immediately kissed her.
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Today is another day at the fifth watch. Lian Lian is so capable, isn’t it? This chapter has been completed!