Chapter 33 The Consequences of Drunkenness Are Serious
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"it's me!"
He said very quietly!
Zhuo Jian raised her hand and patted his face gently: "Hey! It's hot! It's not an illusion!"
Fu Yanye felt sour, took her hand away from her face, and grabbed her irritably: "Don't drink so much in the future."
Zhuo Jian smiled, then leaned into his arms: "Okay!"
Fu Yanye's heart suddenly surged. He smelled the fragrance of her hair and unconsciously tightened his grip on her hand.
Su Bai was just worried that she would not be able to return home after drinking too much, but after following her, he could only stop.
Fu Yanye hugged her and entered the room.
Fu Yanye!
Isn't he really worried?
He keeps saying that he doesn’t like that type!
Even when Ruxiang said her heart hurt, he was so numb that he just took her to the hospital.
Fu Yanye took her into the house, closed the door and lowered his head to see that she was so drunk that she couldn't even open her eyes, and asked her: "Want to go to the sofa or the bed?"
Zhuo Jian's eyelids moved after hearing this, and her slightly tipsy face raised, but in the end she pressed her firmly on his chest: "Whatever!"
"whatever?"
Fu Yanye's Adam's apple tightened.
Zhuo Jian raised his head hard, opened his long eyelashes for a moment, and looked at him directly: "You can go to the sofa or the bed!"
After hearing this, Fu Yanye's eyes became as deep as the sea: "Then go to bed!"
Zhuo Jian lowered her head again and was lifted up from the ground with her hands closed in his arms, and he carried her directly towards the bedroom.
Fu Yanye put her on the bed. She was thin and rolled gently into it, then she lay on her side with one hand behind her ears and smiled silly at him.
"what are you doing?"
"come here!"
She made a soft sound.
Fu Yanye lay next to her, looking at her with dark eyes, knowing that she had really drunk too much.
Zhuo Jian suddenly put her hand on his heart and pushed him out, and then she was on top of him.
A long hair was spread between the two of them, covering their faces.
She was as drunk as a fool and pinched Fu Yanye's face with both hands: "I hate you!"
Fu Yanye was already very excited, but these words were like a bucket of cold water poured on his heart.
"Why are you like this? It's you who sent the divorce agreement, and you're the one who won't divorce me. What do you think I am? A spinning top? I stand there and let you dial it back and forth."
As Zhuo Jian spoke, he waved his hands back and forth in front of his eyes, as if he had a top in his hand.
Fu Yanye grabbed her hand, and her face immediately pressed against his and bit his nose.
"Um!"
Zhuo Jian snorted sadly, Fu Yanye kissed her chin passively, and after hearing that squeamish cry, he immediately hugged her waist, jumped up and pinned her down: "Zhuo Jian
!”
"what?"
She muttered stubbornly.
Fu Yanye felt like there was a fire in her body, and looking at her dissatisfied face, the fire was getting stronger and stronger.
Her lips were still so pink that he couldn't help but lower his head to kiss her.
She was drunk and struggled immediately when she felt someone kissing her.
She covered her mouth: "No kissing, this belongs to Fu Yanye!"
Fu Yanye suddenly felt completely soft-hearted, and his voice became much softer, even coaxing: "Then who am I?"
Zhuo Jian opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him drowsily: "You look like Fu Yanye!"
"Fool! I am Fu Yanye!"
"You are not! Fu Yanye would not treat me like this. Fu Yanye loves Lin Ruxiang, Lin Ruxiang!"
Zhuo Jian started drinking like crazy and yelled.
Fu Yanye grabbed her hand that was waving in the air, looking at her face stained red by alcohol, feeling extremely irritated.
He loves Lin Ruxiang, why is he here?
"Fu Yanye is a bastard, he makes my heart hurt so much!"
Zhuo Jian suddenly started crying, getting more and more sad, and the child was so angry that he cried.
"Ajan!"
"A-Jian is dead! A-Jian's father is dead, her mother is dead, and A-Jian is dead too!"
When Zhuo Jian heard the voice of Ah Jian, she felt like she was back in her childhood. The people who called her sincerely like that were all dead, but she seemed to be dead even though she was alive.
"Ajian is not dead! Ajian is alive and well!"
"She's dead! She's dead here!"
Zhuo Jian pointed at his heart and his voice became weak.
The originally small room felt a little sad at this moment.
Fu Yanye wiped her tears: "How could she die? She is so good!"
"He doesn't care. He only likes Lin Ruxiang. He gave her an engagement veil and treated her injuries. He doesn't want Ah Jian."
The more Zhuo Jian spoke, the more aggrieved he became, and then he started to cry.
"How could he not want her?"
Fu Yanye murmured, listening to her crying getting more and more sad, and lowered his eyes to kiss her tears.
Her tears are salty.
Zhuo Jian vaguely felt that someone was kissing her again, like Fu Yanye.
She also hooked her arms around his neck and pushed her little mouth that smelled of wine up to him.
Fu Yanye put her hand on her heart and took it out of her shirt.
Zhuo Jian touched a certain place and moved unconsciously.
Fu Yanye kissed her lips and couldn't help but murmured: "You little rascal!"
Zhuo Jian's cold little hands touched her warm chest, and she couldn't help but keep touching it, as if searching for something.
The bed suddenly became messy. Fu Yanye looked at the woman who had been chasing his body. His breathing began to become tight and restrained, and the expression on his face became more and more serious.
Zhuo Jian put his hands on his back and pressed him towards her.
The two people are separated by a layer of fabric and their body heat is transferred to each other.
Fu Yanye soon heard his heart beating faster. He looked in that direction with some disbelief, and then looked at the drunk woman.
He didn't believe it! She could make his heart beat faster so easily.
"Fu Yanye!"
She called out softly again.
Fu Yanye almost lost his life in an instant.
She usually calls him Young Master Ye in a polite manner, and only calls him Fu Yanye when she is in a hurry.
However, at this moment, in her dream, she called Fu Yanye a thousand times, causing ripples one after another.
"Um!"
He couldn't help but agreed, making the entire quiet space suddenly ambiguous.
"Don't send me away, okay?"
She asked softly!
Fu Yanye's body and mind were shaken, "Okay!"
Back to three years ago, he coldly threw her a card: "I will call you back if something happens. If you don't have my permission, you can study hard there and don't go back to China."
Did she not want to leave at that time?
But she got on the plane without asking him.
It has been three years since she left that time!
Fu Yanye was even more upset when he thought about what happened three years ago. He could only hold her little face in his hands, block her mouth that was talking nonsense, and kiss her again and again.
"Fu Yanye!"
"Stop barking!"
He ordered, kissing more forcefully!
But as soon as she got a chance, she whispered: "Fu Yanye!"
"Zhuo Jian, I won't care about you if I call you again, believe it or not?"
Fu Yanye looked at the woman with tears in her eyes, and suddenly felt angry and annoyed!