I don't deserve your love

"I don't like to drink milk anymore, and I drink more grain soy milk in the morning."

Zhuo Jian said, with her unique stubbornness, and...

childish.

Fu Yanye looked into her clear eyes, and quickly nodded, "Drink this cup, and I will ask you first in the future."

"If you want to drink, drink it yourself. I'm going to sleep. Please close the door for me when you go out. Thank you."

After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, she lay down, hugged her daughter sideways, and closed her eyes.

Fu Yanye: "..."

The milk in his hand has not been delivered yet.

He sat down by the bed, and when she wasn't looking at him, he sat down more comfortably.

But Zhuo Jian turned around suddenly, with a soft and tempered voice: "Fu Yanye."

so rude.

Fu Yanye only thought of these four words.

"Get out quickly."

Zhuo Jian reminded angrily.

If it wasn't for her daughter, if they weren't what they used to be, she would have kicked him long ago.

No matter how rude she was, she dared to do no big or small things to him.

But now...

Fu Yanye turned to look at her, and suddenly leaned over to put the cup full of milk on the bedside table, and then lay down next to her.

Well, on her normal pillow.

Sharing the same bed?

Depend on.

Zhuo Jian reflexively half sat up immediately, twisted her body and looked at him, "What are you doing?"

"sleep."

His wife and daughter are all here, so he has no reason to go elsewhere.

Zhuo Jian looked at him angrily, she was so angry that she was about to cry, her heart fluctuated violently.

He forgot that when he saw two wine glasses, he mistakenly thought she was having an affair with someone else?

He forgot that he also set up an entertainment company for his daughter?

He also accompanied that woman to the filming.

The more Zhuo Jian thought about it, the more angry she became, her heart and lungs were about to explode, "Okay, you sleep."

Let her go.

But before she left, Fu Yanye turned around to see that she was about to crawl out from her daughter, and hugged her from behind before she could crawl out.

His arms were so long and so strong that he held her in his arms easily and couldn't move.

Beside her was her daughter again. She was afraid of hurting her daughter, so she didn't dare to move, but her two arms were stretched out from his arms.

"sleep together."

Fu Yanye said behind her ear.

"Who wants to sleep with you?"

Both were boos talking.

"you."

Fu Yanye only read one word, and hugged her even tighter.

"Fu Yanye, don't go too far, I don't want you anymore."

"Which one of us is worse?"

Fu Yanye asked her in a low voice, and simply put his face against hers, holding her tightly so that she could not move.

Zhuo Jian didn't understand, she hid here, is she going too far?

"Bring all the children here, do you think I don't know what you want to do?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

"You know what I want to do?"

"You want to steal them all."

"..."

The child is hers, so she still needs to steal it?

Even if she stole, she was forced by him.

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him.

Fu Yanye had no choice but to leave her face, and when he looked at her again with black eyes, he was wronged and angry, "They are mine too."

"Fu Yanye, how old are you?"

Zhuo Jian's chest was warm, and she restrained herself from questioning him.

How old are they, can they still not know who these children belong to?

"You do the math yourself, anyway, you've been tossing about half of your life."

"..."

The more he said, the more grievance appeared in his hoarse voice.

Zhuo Jian felt that he was simply, immature, and he was going to die.

When did she torment him?

Still half a lifetime?

It was obvious that she was being tortured by him constantly, either by misunderstanding or humiliation.

Now, he actually seemed to have suffered some great grievance.

"You are simply, terminally ill and hopelessly ill."

Zhuo Jian looked at him and could only say this.

Sooner or later, she would be tortured madly by him.

The indescribable feeling in her heart drove her crazy, and she wanted to drive him away.

"That's your fault too."

"Okay, you blame me."

Zhuo Jian murmured, and stopped fighting with him, and lay down firmly in the posture he gave her.

Fu Yanye felt that something was wrong, so he pinched her shoulders again and told her to lie flat, and then looked straight at her resolute and stubborn appearance, "Are you not convinced?"

Zhuo Jian stopped talking, turned her head away, and just didn't look at him.

Fu Yanye pinched her chin, forcing her to face him, "Are you not convinced?"

"Fu Yanye, why are you chasing me here? Are you here to seek peace with me, or are you afraid that I will abduct my daughter and not return it to you?"

Zhuo Jian finally questioned him angrily.

Fu Yanye looked at her for more than ten seconds, then glanced at her daughter in a blink of an eye, and then said in a low voice: "Of course it is for my daughter, please keep your voice down so as not to scare my daughter, otherwise."

He looked at her with warning eyes and clicked.

But what he said so far made her extremely angry.

"Fu..."

Before Yan Ye could say the word, all the breath was suddenly taken from his mouth.

Zhuo Jian stared blankly, staring at him with wide eyes, but couldn't see clearly.

Fu Yanye stopped quickly and looked up at her.

She was indifferent and refused to give him the slightest reaction.

Fu Yanye suddenly smiled wickedly, then knelt down.

Zhuo Jian didn't know what he was going to do, but just looked at him so coldly.

Then he carried himself on his shoulders.

The person who pretended to be indifferent was immediately overwhelmed with fright, hissed and asked, "Fu Yanye, what are you doing?"

"To shut up."

Fu Yanye carried her and walked out.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

After going out, Fu Yanye didn't close the door because he didn't want to hear his daughter wake up and cry.

"Daddy, Mommy, where are you going?"

Cheng Qing didn't expect to sneak out of the boys' room to find them to sleep, and then saw such a scene.

Dad is carrying Mommy, Dad is so strong.

When Fu Yanye turned his head when he heard the voice, he was completely stunned.

It's the middle of the night, why doesn't this brat sleep?

"Put me down."

Zhuo Jian was even more anxious, kicking and reminding him in a low voice.

Only then did Fu Yanye have to let her go, but he did so slowly, and when she stood still, he still held her waist to prevent her from being hurt.

But as soon as Zhuo Jian stood firm, he pushed him away, then turned around and walked to Cheng Qing's side: "Aren't you asleep?"

"Oh, I'll go to bed again."

In fact, Cheng Qing didn't understand anything, except that his brother seemed to say that when Dadbi and Mommy were stacked together, he would run away quickly.

Fu Yanye watched from the side with his hands on his hips, already out of anger.

This kid is really good at finding time.

"Wait, are you having a nightmare, let your daddy go and put you to sleep."

"what?"

Cheng Qing was obviously surprised and a little dazed, looking at Zhuo Jian and then at Fu Yanye with big pure eyes.

Fu Yanye looked at Zhuo Jian with raised eyebrows in displeasure.

Want to push him out like this?

"Last time Cheng Qing had a nightmare and had a high fever, you can go and accompany her."

She stepped back, watching Fu Yanye 'reasoning' with him.

Fu Yanye looked at her and sighed angrily when he saw her look like your trickery failed, but seeing Cheng Qing's innocent and nervous look, he still walked over, "Let's go, go and coax you first." sleep."

"Oh."

Cheng Qing almost shook his head.

But Fu Yanye had already held his hand, so he forgot to refuse.

"Then, good night, I wish you father and son sweet dreams."

Zhuo Jian stood against the wall.

It turned out that both hands were behind their backs to make room for them, and when they turned to leave, she raised her hands, somewhat gloating goodbye.