I don't deserve your love

Yan Zheng and Feng Ying were so annoyed that they wanted to beat him up, if they didn't know they couldn't beat him.

Fu Yanye's skills really don't need to be seen.

That night, Zhuo Jian was directly invited by Zhong Mai from the TV station to the hotel. There were only two people in the private room. Zhuo Jian was a little nervous and asked her softly, "What's wrong?"

"I'll just ask you a question, and I'll believe it if you tell me."

"..."

Zhuo Jian became more nervous.

Zhong Mai helped her pour a glass of wine, filled it for herself, touched her glass handsomely, and then drank a large glass of wine.

Zhuo Jian looked at it, holding the wine glass for a long time, not sure how to drink it.

Seeing that she didn't drink, Zhong Mai raised his chin: "Drink it all."

Zhuo Jian smiled, still put the wine glass to her lips, and slowly poured it down her throat.

The taste of red wine is actually very unique, so unique that people can't hate it.

But being bored is still quite a challenge for her.

Zhong Mai watched Zhuo Jian drink a glass of wine for half a minute, and couldn't help sighing, "You are getting more and more delicate now."

"Huh? What kind of girl?"

"Being spoiled by your husband."

Zhong Mai returned her.

She had never been envious of Zhuo Jian before, until Zhuo Jian came back this time, Fu Yanye was at a loss and messed up her appearance, so she could finally see the importance of Zhuo Jian to Fu Yanye with the naked eye.

"He's been very talkative recently, and he doesn't make things difficult for me."

"Hmph, he really thinks, if you have something good or bad, he will regret it so badly? But this is not the point now, let's talk about the serious things, and I will tell you about Boss Fu."

"..."

When Boss Fu Zhuo Jian was mentioned, she was very happy, but when she heard that Yan Zheng was about to be mentioned, she was a little flustered.

"You know that, right? Fu Yanye must have told you all about it."

"..."

Zhuo Jian raised her hand and took the wine bottle to pour wine for the two of them, but remained silent.

Zhong Mai looked at her: "Now you don't know how good our relationship was before. You never had the heart to watch me worry about serious matters before. Ah Jian, I'm really worried."

"Why are you getting a divorce?"

Zhuo Jian pondered and asked.

"I love freedom too much, and he is too eager for a family to be ordinary. It can also be said that it is not speculative."

Zhong Mai thought for a while and returned her.

"But I hear you love each other very much."

Zhuo Jian said.

"I've loved it, let's be serious about this man, he's still worthy of love."

"Then you still divorced him?"

"Oh, he's not cute now."

"..."

"Just tell me, what did Fu Yanye tell you?"

"Well, Mr. Yan is very ill."

Zhuo Jian said seriously.

Zhong Mai's hand holding the wine glass was a little weak, and he didn't pick up the wine glass for a long time, so he looked at Zhuo Jian so worriedly.

Zhuo Jian silently took another sip of her wine, "Probably not to be stimulated."

Zhong Mai was even more frightened, "Did Fu Yanye tell you that?"

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian nodded.

Zhong Mai panicked completely, he stumbled out of the private room when he was still in the mood to drink.

Zhuo Jian was afraid that something might happen to her, so she hurriedly called Wang Rui: "Brother Rui, send Mr. Zhong back to ensure her safety."

"clear."

Wang Rui followed out immediately.

Zhuo Jian called Chang Xia into the private room again, brought her a wine glass, and said to her: "I lied to Mr. Zhong just now."

"what?"

"I said Mr. Yan is very ill."

"You are also doing it for their own good."

Chang Xia knew what Zhuo Jian was thinking.

Zhuo Jian sighed, and said puzzledly: "After returning to the city, I lied a bit too much."

"..."

Chang Xia looked at her curiously, did she lie about something else?

Zhuo Jian didn't say much, but just drank another glass of wine.

Then I ordered a super spicy boiled pork slices.

Boiled sliced ​​meat with red wine, even Chang Xia drank too much.

When Fu Yanye carried Zhuo Jian to the suite, Zhuo Jian was already a little drunk, and murmured: "Are you Fu Yanye?"

Fu Yanye looked at her helplessly, "I am not."

"Huh? Then who are you?"

The person who was looking at him looked at him even harder.

But I can't see anything clearly.

"I am your man."

Fu Yanye looked at her and spoke to her thoughtfully.

Zhuo Jian smiled after hearing this: "Which man?"

"..."

Fu Yanye suddenly turned cold.

Which else?

He got up angrily, took a deep breath, and then turned his head to look at the woman on the bed who was tearing his clothes.

She murmured, "Husband."

Fu Yanye's heart was beating too fast, and he felt a little tight at the neckline, so he unbuttoned several times in a row, then sat next to her, leaned over to her eyes, wrapped his hands around hers, his black eyes fixed Looking at her carefully: "Am I your husband?"

"do not know."

Zhuo Jian looked at him for a while, then shook her head.

"If you don't know, let me hug you here?"

Fu Yanye was very depressed.

This woman was going to drive him crazy.

"Didn't you bring me here?"

She reached out to pull out the underwear inside, threw it casually, and then put her arms around him, "Lie down and sleep."

"..."

Fu Yanye lay beside her helplessly, seeing her hug her waist so tightly, he didn't know whether to be angry or happy for a moment.

Does she know who she is hugging?

"Hmph, uncomfortable."

She snorted suddenly.

Fu Yanye looked at her again, still couldn't help but care: "Where is it uncomfortable?"

"The glasses are not taken off."

She muttered, letting go of his narrow waist.

Fu Yanye only felt a chill on his waist, and then watched her turn over and climb out of bed.

She went to the bathroom, and Fu Yanye quickly followed her.

If she is like this, she probably won't be able to take it off herself.

However, he seemed to underestimate her.

Fu Yanye stood by and watched her take off her contact lenses, then turned to look at him, "Who are you? Why are you at my house?"

"I'm a thief."

Fu Yanye stared at her and smiled helplessly.

Zhuo Jian immediately retreated eight feet away, grabbed a bottle of skin care water next to her and held it up: "Don't come here, or I'll hit you."

Fu Yanye: "..."

"Don't look at it as small, it can knock you out."

"..."

Fu Yanye didn't want to speak, but walked towards her silently.

Zhuo Jian actually knew what she was holding by touching it. When she saw Fu Yanye approaching, she kept backing away, and then...

"Oh, it hurts."

"Did you fall? Where does it hurt?"

Fu Yanye was terrified, and immediately ran over nervously, knelt down in front of her, and hugged her for inspection.

Zhuo Jian held the bottle of skin care water and looked at him 'innocently'.

-

When she woke up the next day, she felt very dizzy, pinched her forehead hard, and then opened her eyes.

Into the eyes, are all unclear images.

The lights above her head were familiar, and she immediately thought that she should be in Starlight's penthouse suite.

Then Fu Yanye must be there.

Only he would take her here.

She seemed to be too relaxed, she lowered her head, lifted the quilt, and then looked around again with her big eyes.

What did they do last night?

She tried to remember, but she seemed to be broken.

And, what about Fu Yanye?