Chapter 197 It's a pity that I still sleep in my bed at night
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In the relatively spacious bathroom, the atmosphere was chaotic for a moment.
Zhuo Jian's mouth hurt from being kissed by him, the tip of her nose was sore, and she couldn't even hum even if she wanted to.
Fu Yanye kissed her so hard that he couldn't control himself, and his hands couldn't control her body.
Zhuo Jian grabbed his hand, raised her head and let him kiss her neck. When she finally said, "Fu Yanye, don't touch me. You were with Lin Ruxiang last night."
"So what if I was with Lin Ruxiang last night, I just want you now."
Fu Yanye really didn't like her misunderstanding and couldn't help but deliberately provoke her.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian pushed him hard in annoyance. When he temporarily looked at her, she raised her hand to hit him, but in the next second, his wrist was firmly caught by him.
"Why? Not willing? It's a pity that you can't resist."
Fu Yanye said and picked her up from the sink.
Zhuo Jian refused to cooperate with him and twisted around.
"Just twist it again and I'll be here, do you believe it?"
Fu Yanye was tired from hugging her and couldn't help but threaten her.
"Fu Yanye, please put me down, you are dirty!"
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but slap him on the shoulder hard. She didn't expect him to be so shameless.
Fu Yanye hugged her and pushed her against the wall, then hooked the back of her head and kissed her again.
She was light and he could easily control her. When he kissed her again, he even became a little savage because of her resistance.
Zhuo Jian soon tasted the smell of blood, and there was some mist on her eyelashes. Just when she thought she was about to die, she suddenly had a feeling in her stomach. She had a premonition that she was going to vomit, and she subconsciously patted his shoulder quickly.
Fu Yanye's kiss could no longer stop her moans of resistance, and then he felt something strange about her, and he finally stopped.
"Put me down quickly."
"What’s wrong with you?"
Fu Yanye asked worriedly when he saw her face suddenly turning pale as a sheet.
"Carry me to the sink."
Zhuo Jian had no time to explain, so he could only order.
Fu Yanye subconsciously carried her over, and as soon as her butt touched the sink, she bent over.
Fu Yanye: "..."
She didn't spit it out, but she forced out two lines of clear tears.
Fu Yanye frowned, but did not let go of her: "Am I disgusting you?"
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and looked at him, speechless for a moment.
Fu Yanye couldn't help but sneered, and then picked her up again: "I think I'm too indulgent of you."
"Fu Yanye, what are you going to do? I feel uncomfortable..."
Zhuo Jian was frightened and was lifted high by him. She could only grab his shoulders with both hands to prevent him from falling.
Fu Yanye was full of fire, but he stopped at the door, "Why did you come in?"
"You brat, didn't you hear the baby say she feels uncomfortable? Put the baby down quickly."
Wang Yue looked furious outside. If she hadn't come in, would her precious son have planned to rape her daughter-in-law?
Fu Yanye had to put Zhuo Jian down, but he was worried that Zhuo Jian would be injured, so he put him down very carefully.
However, Zhuo Jian pushed him out as soon as his foot hit the ground, and then hid behind Wang Yue: "Mom, he bullied me."
"..."
Fu Yanye didn't expect that this girl would learn how to complain first to evildoers.
Wang Yue put her in his arms: "Don't be afraid, you will sleep here from now on tonight and let him go back to Shengyuan to sleep."
"What's the meaning?"
Fu Yanye asked unhappily.
He sounded like he wanted to separate the couple.
"The literal meaning is, if you don't know how to love your wife, you can just live separately."
Wang Yue said, hugging Zhuo Jian and going out.
Fu Yanye couldn't help but frown.
Separated?
who?
Later, Zhuo Jian was freshening up in Wang Yue's room. Fu Yanye stood at the door and was blocked by Wang Yue. He asked her unhappily: "Don't you always hope that our husband and wife will reconcile?"
"Are you stupid? You really can't tell at all?"
"What?"
Fu Yanye really couldn't understand it.
"Your wife..."
"Mom, I'm fine!"
Zhuo Jian came out, walked to the door, glanced at Fu Yanye, and then lowered his eyes.
Wang Yue didn't finish her words, but looked at Zhuo Jian worriedly: "Are you okay?"
"fine!"
Zhuo Jian shook his head.
"As long as it's okay, let's go downstairs to eat."
Wang Yue said and took Zhuo Jian away again.
Fu Yanye stood at the door and thought about it for a while, always feeling like he had missed something.
There was actually pineapple added to the breakfast porridge, and some, what?
Fruit porridge?
Fu Yanye couldn't drink it, but he looked at Zhuo Jian's drink and couldn't help but frown.
After the couple left, Wang Yue couldn't help but sigh: "Why is this kid so slow on this matter?"
"Most men have this problem, and our dear Jian Jian can really tolerate it, so how can we not say it?"
the old lady asked.
Wang Yue thought for a while: "I guess he is worried about Fu Yanye."
"That kid is just telling the truth, but we still have to talk about it, otherwise he will be careless and cause trouble and we will all regret it."
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Fu Yanye escorted Zhuo Jian to the door of the TV station and grabbed her: "Just leaving like this?"
"Otherwise, what else? A person who has no connection with his ex-girlfriend, do you still want me to kiss you goodbye?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him coldly and asked, turned on his seat belt and planned to get out of the car.
But Fu Yanye held her little hand tightly, and suddenly there was a smile in his unpredictable phoenix eyes, and said to her: "It's so sour!"
"I've been quite fond of sour food lately."
After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he pushed his hand away, turned around, opened the door and got out of the car.
Fu Yanye frowned. He's been craving sour food lately?
Not long after Zhuo Jian entered the office, Li Yuqing knocked on the door. This time he brought scented tea instead of coffee.
"Should it be okay for pregnant women to drink this?"
Li Yuqing asked her.
Zhuo Jian took it: "Thank you!"
In fact, Zhuo Jian also thought that whoever marries this man in the future will definitely be very lucky. He is very considerate and careful.
Li Yuqing didn't ask her anything else, he just told her: "There is a new person in the Literature and Art Department today, do you guess who it is?"
Zhuo Jian glanced at him subconsciously, and soon, a name blurted out, "Lin Ruxiang?"
Her voice was not high, but Li Yuqing heard her and nodded.
"I'm afraid she's coming for you, so be careful."
Li Yuqing reminded her.
Zhuo Jian nodded after hearing this, and the photo on Weibo suddenly appeared in his mind.
Lin Ruxiang would not give up, she knew it very well.
At around 11 o'clock in the morning, Zhuo Jian and Yang Yi met Lin Ruxiang on their way to the studio. Lin Ruxiang was in the way of Yang Yi, and after approaching, he greeted generously: "Hello, Teacher Yang, I would like to say a few words to Ah Jian alone, okay?"
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Yang Yi glanced at Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian smiled and reminded him that he could leave, and Yang Yi took the manuscript and entered the studio first.
Soon the staff dispersed, and they were the only ones left in the spacious space.
Lin Ruxiang took a step closer to her and whispered: "Last night Yanye was worried that I would catch a cold, so he sent me home personally."
Another provocation?
Lin Ruxiang seemed to feel that these words were very stimulating to Zhuo Jian.
But Zhuo Jian's later character, even if he was not indifferent to favor or humiliation, was already able to be neither humble nor overbearing, calm and unhurried.
Zhuo Jian smiled helplessly and said in a straight voice, "It's a pity that you ended up sleeping in my bed!" This chapter has been completed!