I don't deserve your love

She was finally able to go out frankly. She felt uncomfortable inside just now, and when she went out, she raised her voice, which was also an alternative way of greeting him.

Fu Yanye had already returned to the bed and glanced at her.

Her waist is thin, once the belt is tied...

Fu Yanye quickly lowered her eyes again, and Zhong Mai said that she might have depression problems emerged in her mind.

When he was looking at her, he saw that her face was flushed. He didn't know if it was because she just took a shower or because she was alone with him.

Fu Yanye pretended to be unintentionally indifferent, and said: "It's not that I haven't slept together before, so there is no need to divide the sofa and bed?"

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"There should be quilts in the cupboard, you can take one for yourself."

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at him in disbelief.

But soon she went to open the cupboard, and there was indeed a quilt inside, she immediately relaxed, hugged the quilt, closed the door and went to her side.

So fine.

Zhuo Jian looked at the quilts of the two of them and immediately relaxed.

Although she hasn't used this quilt much, she is not obsessed with cleanliness.

Zhuo Jian lay on the bed and turned her back to him.

Fu Yanye was still leaning on the bed and looking at his mobile phone. He glanced at her in a blink of an eye and asked, "Are you busy recently?"

"busy."

Zhuo Jian also held the phone, and quickly replied while looking at it.

Yes, must be busy.

Fu Yanye knew that she was probably afraid that he would find her, so he just said, "Go to the hospital for a full body checkup by yourself when you have time."

"..."

This surprised Zhuo Jian, she couldn't help but turned her head and gave him a straight look.

But he stared at the phone intently, as if he was not serious.

Zhuo Jian turned her head again, and while looking at the phone, she replied, "Yes."

Fu Yanye was upset by her humming. He had emails open on his phone, but he didn't read much for a long time. Finally, he turned off his phone, turned off the lights, and lay down. Maybe he wouldn't speak for a long time.

After the room darkened, Zhuo Jianjian turned off his cell phone.

He used to say that he didn't like to sleep with light on.

"Zhuo Jian?"

"Ok?"

"I didn't teach your son."

"……Um."

For a long time, her voice became hoarse.

Finally, no one spoke again.

The night was long, and finally, it seemed like it had been a long time since they slept together like this.

Later, he turned around quietly and stared at her back silently.

In the past, he would never let her sleep alone in a quilt.

She is his, from life to death, whether she loves it or not.

It doesn't matter if you say he is domineering or powerful, you say he is cold-blooded, or you say he is ruthless, but he just wants to hold her tightly...

Fu Yanye panted in agony, but he didn't reach out to her after all.

However, he firmly believes that sooner or later.

-

Early the next morning, there were rustlings outside the door.

On the big bed inside the door, the woman hummed lazily before waking up.

Then wake up gradually.

There was a familiar man's fragrance in her nose, she slowly opened her eyes, and lifted her beautiful long eyelashes.

Fu Yanye stared at her quietly with his black eyes.

He calmly stunned Zhuo Jian for a long time, and then retreated belatedly.

Fu Yanye stretched out his long arms to protect her back, "Be careful."

There was perceptible worry and dissatisfaction in his brows and eyes.

Only then did Zhuo Jian realize that she was sleeping beside her.

And he...

In the middle of the big bed.

It's just that, suddenly, he didn't know how to refute, and after organizing his words for a long time, in the end, he just looked at him with a hot face.

"morning."

"morning."

She responded slowly.

I just think that he is weird this morning, and his voice is damn nice.

She couldn't get angry with him immediately, scuffled into a ball, and couldn't even say bad words.

Fu Yanye slowly let go of her, and reminded: "You slept too far."

Zhuo Jian was helpless, because she didn't know why she fell asleep on the side.

Instead, he actually slept in the middle.

Fu Yanye found that she was slightly dissatisfied with him in her eyes, so she reminded again: "I'm used to sleeping like this."

"..."

Zhuo Jian had nothing to say, they had indeed been sleeping in the middle before.

Fortunately, there were still two quilts for the two of them, which made her somewhat relieved, and then said in a low voice: "It's time to get up."

"Ah."

Immediately after she sat up, Fu Yanye also sat up.

She looked back at him, and he happened to see her too.

This……

"Didn't it be time to get up?"

Seeing her looking at him so surprised, Fu Yanye reminded her again.

"Oh!"

It took Zhuo Jian a long time to react, and then quickly got out of bed.

Nothing else matters.

It was only when I lifted the quilt that I realized that my pajamas were all up to my legs.

So, last night, he should...

Zhuo Jian quickly covered the quilt again.

Fu Yanye stared at her lap until she belatedly covered herself with a quilt again, and sighed helplessly.

Still he got up first.

It was also him, who was so magnanimous, so magnanimous that after taking a shower, he found clean clothes in front of her, and threw the towel on his waist...

Zhuo Jian was speechless until her eyes were many times bigger than usual.

She only dared to look at his upper body.

Fu Yanye seemed to have just remembered the incident between them, looked up at her, threw his pants on the bed, and then put on a white shirt generously, "I don't care."

"..."

Zhuo Jian blushed even more.

Fu Yanye was really dressed casually, with his unique elegance.

Ha ha.

What does he not care about?

He doesn't care about what he loves and doesn't care about anything, what does it have to do with her?

While introspecting, Zhuo Jian looked away and silently pulled her pajamas under the quilt.

Fu Yanye's deep voice sounded again when she was putting on her trousers, and asked her: "Do you still remember the belt you gave me on my birthday that year?"

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian asked him suspiciously.

"forget?"

He seemed a little unhappy, and looked at her.

"Maybe in Shengyuan."

Zhuo Jian thought for a while, and said how much she lost face if she forgot.

Fu Yanye nodded after hearing this, "Well, then go and get it back next time, that one is the best one to use."

He said that he had pulled up his trousers and went to find a belt for it.

It was very late when Zhuo Jian realized that he had been staring at his hand, and he had already buckled his belt.

what is she doing

Why are you acting like you haven't seen the world?

-

Zhuo Jian went to Shengyuan after work in the afternoon, she was not sure that the belt was in Shengyuan.

Or should I say she had even forgotten what that belt looked like.

She bought him too many belts.

At that time, she was in a good relationship, so she acted very coquettishly. She didn't know which big guy said that giving a belt meant to tie a man, and a man who received a belt meant that she had the intention of being tied. She went to the mall during that time I like to buy it for him.

So when she went to Shengyuan, she opened the belt drawer in the cloakroom, and couldn't laugh or cry.

"Which one is it?"

she grumbled.

Soon, a WeChat notification sounded from the phone.

She lowered her head and took out her mobile phone from her bag, opened it and looked at it.

"Should be dark brown."

"..."

She just froze, looking at the five words on the phone.