I don't deserve your love

Fu Yanye looked at her big eyes that were gentle and watery, feeling soft and helpless in his heart, so he held her face and kissed her lightly on her lips: "Can I have a kiss?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian couldn't help licking her lips that had been kissed by him, why did she ask after already kissing?

Fu Yanye watched her lick her lips, and couldn't help but kiss her face again, but this time it wasn't as light as before.

He wants more.

However, there was still a driver driving in front of him, and Zhuo Jian hugged his shoulders tightly with frightened hands, but Fu Yanye couldn't tolerate her refusal, and even easily picked her up from the seat and hugged her directly. To himself, let her face him, and continue to deepen the kiss.

Zhuo Jian suddenly became a little dizzy, and when she felt that he was sucking on her neck and she was about to be unable to breathe, she subconsciously lifted her neck and hummed uncontrollably.

Fu Yanye wished to have her right away just because of that soft humming.

But she was scared to death because Wang Rui was driving ahead.

So in the end he had no choice but to lock her in his arms and press her on the inside of the seat. Only he could see her blushing face, and he was the only one who saw her frightened appearance like a little white rabbit, and said to her, "Can you go home?" ?”

"what?"

Zhuo Jian wanted to cry.

"Or, at least, to put it nicely."

"melodious?"

Zhuo Jian was puzzled.

"Well, coax me."

"..."

Zhuo Jian was stunned again, how old is he?It is said that he is five years older than her, and she wants to coax him?

Zhuo Jian resisted in her heart, but when she thought of him being unhappy in the morning, she softened her heart, but she never coaxed others, she was always the one being coaxed.

"You look quite good-looking."

Zhuo Jian tried to coax him.

Fu Yanye frowned, "Huh?"

It's well known that he's good-looking.

"Really, although you have a bad temper, you are quite good-looking."

"..."

"It's also very powerful."

Pick her up casually, blah blah.

Fu Yanye helplessly pushed the back of the tooth socket, but then smiled: "What else?"

"Is there any more? Isn't that enough?"

Zhuo Jian was in a dilemma.

"..."

Fu Yanye's eyes turned serious unconsciously when he looked at her.

Zhuo Jian was terrified, so she could only whisper: "I never coaxed others before."

"Is someone coaxing you?"

He asked unhappily.

Zhuo Jian didn't dare to talk nonsense, but bowing her head became the default.

Fu Yanye was so angry that he couldn't speak, he left her directly, and opened the car window to blow the cold wind.

He thought that if he died right now, his wife must be mad at him.

Which pot does not open which pot.

Zhuo Jian felt that it was him who made things difficult for others.

How can there be a man in his 30s, nearly 1.9 meters tall, and what does he need? A little woman who has lost his memory to coax him?

Isn't this embarrassing?

But when Zhuo Jian saw that he was sullen and unhappy again, thinking that this man was her husband, she raised her hand and poked his arm lightly, "Hey."

I can't even hear that sound.

Fu Yanye closed the car window and pricked up his ears, but he just didn't look back at her.

Zhuo Jian had no choice but to put down her hands, and said softly, "It's not that you are bad, it's just that you usually like to force others."

Zhuo Jian lowered her head as she spoke, not daring to continue.

Fu Yanye turned his head to look at her, and at a glance, he knew that what she said was from the heart.

"It's okay if I'm in your heart? I don't love you, or do I not spoil you?"

pain?

pet?

Zhuo Jian looked up at him, the two words seemed to have nothing to do with him.

When Fu Yanye saw her big eyes, he became even more angry, and put his arms around his chest: "Just pretend I didn't say anything, and you don't need to coax me, okay?"

Oh, he's still mad.

No, he seemed angrier.

Worse than this morning, even better than when we first met tonight.

Zhuo Jian felt a little anxious, so she had to get closer to him.

Just such a little bit gave Fu Yanye a very subtle feeling for an instant, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw that she was cautious, as if she was worried about something.

Are you worried about how to coax him?

Fu Yanye just kept staring at her.

"Of course it's not that you didn't order. Otherwise, why would we have four children? Could it be that you forced me?"

She looked at him with doubts on her face, and asked him pitifully.

Fu Yanye: "..."

"It's not true, it's all forced, right?"

When Zhuo Jian saw his serious face, she was frightened by her own thoughts and covered her mouth in fright.

Not only Fu Yanye, but also the people driving in front coughed.

Zhuo Jian glanced forward, then looked at Fu Yanye eagerly, she really wanted to know the inside story.

How did they have those four children?

It is said that she seems not to be with him every time she is pregnant?

If there is true love, how can it be...

When Zhuo Jian thought of those, she couldn't help but guess wildly.

With a headache, Fu Yanye raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, "Stop talking, please."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

She heard that he suffered from amnesia and had a headache. Seeing that he was pinching his brows, she immediately asked softly, "Does your head hurt?"

"Ah."

Fu Yanye agreed.

Then, not long after, his face was held by a pair of gentle little hands and lifted up.

Fu Yanye could barely see the person in front of him.

She just said in a very soft voice: "Don't move, I have a trick, it's just for headaches."

Fu Yanye couldn't move either, her delicate and soft body was on both sides of his waist, and there was a hint of coolness in her hands, just like that, pinching for him very skillfully head.

He couldn't even open his eyes anymore, but because of this, the woman's fragrance was particularly obvious.

He couldn't help reaching out his hand to her slender waist, and put his arms around the back of her waist.

Zhuo Jian blushed, let go of him almost immediately, and asked him, "Does it still hurt?"

Even when he was asked if he was still in pain, he was so gentle and touching.

Fu Yanye knew he was doomed.

Even if her mind is full of his faults, and her mind is full of other men's doting on her.

But he is...

I can't let her go.

He didn't know that the center of his brow was already red from being pulled by her.

He couldn't help but leaned forward slightly, pressed against her neck, and murmured: "Jane Jane."

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian lowered her head, not sure if he was better.

But she thought in her heart, judging by the degree of pulling, she should have pulled out the fire.

This is what she learned from a Chinese medicine video. She tried it once herself. It was too painful and not very successful, but it is said to be very effective.

"Why do you torture me like this?"

He asked her sadly.

Zhuo Jian was very puzzled, and raised her hand to hold his face so that she could see him clearly. She asked carefully and softly, "Is it not working at all? Or, did I hurt you?"

Fu Yanye smiled wryly, and looked at her helplessly and fondly.