"Knowing that it would take a long time for you to wash, I went to wash next door."
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes and said, very sincerely.
Zhuo Jian nodded, "Now go downstairs and have a drink. I happen to be a little hungry. Let's eat something."
Every cell in Fu Yanye's body was protesting.
He wanted to have a good drink with her, but not now.
Otherwise, why would he suddenly run to take a shower?
But he didn't know how to reject her, so he told himself to take his time.
Anyway, the person belongs to him and cannot escape.
Just follow her first, and then step by step...
The wine he had opened two days ago had not yet been finished. After going to the kitchen, Zhuo Jian took two wine glasses, found the bottle of wine, opened it, and stood in front of the glass table and poured two glasses.
Fu Yanye brought fruits and desserts and placed them on top.
Zhuo Jian took a sip of the wine and couldn't help but look at the tiramisu he brought. She was surprised and asked, "When was it prepared?"
"Before I pick you up."
Fu Yanye said.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at him, but she felt a little nervous every time she saw his eyes. She lowered her head, picked up the fork, put some tiramisu in her mouth, and diverted her attention.
"Is it tasty?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
Zhuo Jian nodded. It was really fresh and delicious.
Fu Yanye suddenly leaned in front of her: "Let me have a taste."
Zhuo Jian stopped trying to stuff it into her mouth, her heart stopped when she saw him coming closer, and then she put the tiramisu to his mouth.
Fu Yanye took the piece of cake into his mouth and tasted it carefully.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, and in less than three seconds, he suddenly looked at her, smiling at the corners of his eyes, and affirmed: "It's really delicious."
Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat, why did he smile so suddenly at her?
She turned her face away unnaturally, but Fu Yanye felt that the taste in her mouth was not very good.
However, he still liked her taste better.
He has been abstinent for too long.
Now every part of his body no longer protests against his lack of initiative, forcefulness, and dominance.
But seeing her eating so seriously, he could only pick up the wine glass and take a sip.
The two of them have been together for so long, and he doesn't believe that he doesn't have any determination at all.
Zhuo Jian ate for a while, took a sip of wine, and looked outside, wanting to find something to talk about, otherwise she would always feel weird.
After searching for a long time, they suddenly realized that their son was not in their room, so they asked him, "Is Chengcheng in the children's room?"
"Um."
Fu Yanye looked straight at her with black eyes, and then he hummed after a while.
Zhuo Jian nodded, "Let's take him back to the room later."
Fu Yanye lowered his head and glanced at the red liquid in the wine glass, and then looked at her sharply.
I'm afraid this is a bit difficult.
Seeing that he remained silent, Zhuo Jian looked at him curiously.
Fu Yanye stared at her with phoenix eyes and agreed: "I know."
If my son is not allowed to go back to his room, he will have no bed to sleep on.
In fact, he has always been curious, whether she really doesn't know every time he puts Chengcheng aside and he sleeps next to her?
But even if you have to ask some questions, you have to choose the right time.
Fu Yanye raised his eyebrows helplessly, remembering what Yuan Man said on the phone about meeting Lin Ruxiang while eating, but Lin Ruxiang was not a topic worth talking about for them.
In fact, it is better to just watch her quietly while chatting. She doesn't drink well, but that doesn't mean that she doesn't look good when she drinks. Especially her lips that have been drunk are extraordinarily attractive.
Zhuo Jian noticed his gaze and deliberately turned her back slightly to him.
The two of them had drank wine countless times in this house, but it was rare for two people to open their hearts.
She still remembered that when she came back, he thought she didn't know how to drink.
Time seems to be fleeting.
Thinking about what happened since I came back to now, when I came back to my senses, I had already finished a glass of wine.
Seeing that there wasn't much left in the bottle, Zhuo Jian was about to get another bottle, but before he could lift his hand, Fu Yanye poured all the wine in the bottle into his own glass.
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him.
In the huge space, the atmosphere suddenly became a little tense.
Fu Yanye put down the bottle, picked up the wine glass and touched the wine glass in her hand gently. There was only one or two drops left in her glass, so she did not move and watched him raise the glass and drain the wine in her own glass.
It cannot be denied that even the way he drinks is very provocative.
Zhuo Jian looked at his sexy Adam's apple and then up to his tight jawline, her heart started to beat unconsciously, and then she quietly shifted her attention while he wasn't paying attention.
She never let go of it, and lived every minute carefully.
After Fu Yanye finished drinking, he poured the glass down and said with a smile: "It's done."
Zhuo Jian looked at him with a smile and said nothing.
Suddenly, time seems to have become more precise.
In the dim space, there were only two of them, and they were very ambiguous.
Fu Yanye walked around from the side of the glass table to her, and placed the wine glass in her hand farther inside.
Zhuo Jian didn't dare to look at him. She lowered her head and saw that the wine glass had been taken away. Gradually, one or two of her fingers were lifted up by his slender fingers and held in her hand.
Fu Yanye stared at her with dark eyes: "Mrs. Fu, it's time for us to do something else."
Zhuo Jian remained silent. His eyes had no concealment of desire from the beginning. She slowly raised her eyes to look at him, very firmly.
Fu Yanye didn't want to wait anymore.
He no longer wanted to worry about patience, restraint, or whether she was willing or not.
Because if we have to wait for her to take the initiative, I don't know how long it will take.
He stepped forward, his deep voice was elegant, but his words were evil, "I don't care about you anymore."
Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes and watched him bend down.
He picked the person up from the ground within two seconds.
Zhuo Jian put a hand behind his shoulder as usual, looking at him intently with clear eyes, but her heartbeat was already thundering.
He thought he already had such a strong personality, so why bother pretending to be elegant?
He carried her out of the kitchen with his long legs, went directly upstairs from the elevator, and took her into the room.
That night, not wanting to have sex anywhere other than the bed, he put her on the bed and leaned in front of her.
Zhuo Jian's clear eyes looked at him seemingly calmly until his lips fell on hers.
Both of them had the same taste of wine, astringent and endless aftertaste.
When Fu Yanye's hand caressed her waist, she no longer restrained herself, raised her hand to wrap her arms around his neck, and gently inserted her fingers into his black hair.
His body stiffened, but the next moment the kiss was gentle and affectionate.
He thought she would resist.
She didn't.
He thought she would yell stop.
She actually responded to him.
Zhuo Jian thought, there is one thing Ouyang Ping said is right, there is no need to treat your body badly.
Since we desire each other, let's have a good relationship.
Fu Yanye gently pulled open the straps of her pajamas, and when his hand slipped in, Zhuo Jian responded slightly to her reflexively.
He gently stroked the hair blocking her forehead with his left hand, kissed her lips, the tip of her nose, and between her eyebrows, and looked at her, "Do you miss me?"
The hoarse voice was not strong, but her heart felt wet.
She hugged him, raised her head and took the initiative to meet his two thin lips, pulling him in and kissing her heartily.
Fu Yanye pressed her shoulders, looked at her with dark eyes and called her: "Zhuo Jian."
"I want to, I really want to."
Zhuo Jian's eyes were dry. This chapter has been completed!