I don't deserve your love

Fu Yanye's heart skipped half a beat.

At this moment, looking at her beautiful eyebrows and eyes, I am willing to die.

Soon he smiled, "Well, then I'll change it."

"Great."

Zhuo Jian even showed him a sweet and greasy smile, Fu Yanye saw it, and couldn't resist kissing her.

"Cough cough."

Sheng Xin couldn't take it anymore.

He was also stupid for a moment.

Is this the Zhuo Jian he knew?

So sweet, like a well-cared-for little princess in a greenhouse that hasn't been tortured.

Fu Yanye restrained himself a little when he heard his cough, but still held onto Zhuo Jian's hand and did not let go.

After dinner, Sheng Xin stayed in the guest room, and Fu Yanye and Zhuo Jianjian also went to the top floor.

Zhuo Jian asked him, "Are you two real friends?"

"Why do you ask that?"

Fu Yanye closed the door, hugged her gently by the wall, pinched her small waist with both hands, looked at her seriously and asked.

Zhuo Jian smiled with crooked brows and eyes, and the tranquility made people feel comfortable. She said softly: "I just see that your aura seems to be a bit out of control, but you are eating together again."

"Good observation."

Fu Yanye praised her against her.

"Then are you really friends?"

"He stole my wife, how can I be a real friend with him?"

Fu Yanye didn't hide it either, but his face wasn't too cold except for the acid.

"Then why do you still eat together?"

"It can be regarded as a life-saving grace."

Fu Yanye looked at her and said.

Zhuo Jian listened and nodded, for saving my life?

There were a lot of question marks in her mind, and she was thinking about other things.

Fu Yanye was afraid that she would get a headache if she thought too much, and that she would think of something she shouldn't think about first, so he pinched her chin to make her look up, and then he kissed her on the lips.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Every time he kisses her, he gives her the feeling that he is powerful and mighty, but...

Well, recently she felt that she was thinking too much about that feeling.

So, um, even the kiss became a little bolder, and he dared to hook his neck to try to seize the initiative.

After Fu Yanye found out about her, he couldn't help but stop, and his phoenix eyes just looked straight at her.

Although I can't see clearly, it's too close.

But the feeling of her sucking on his lips...

Well, that's pretty good.

But if she kept kissing like this, he would go crazy.

So he quickly held her face in his hands and asked her to lean back a little, "Want to be the active side?"

"is it okay?"

Zhuo Jian asked him timidly, shy.

"No."

Fu Yanye thought, at least not tonight.

But it's her birthday soon, so that's fine.

That night, they could play all day and night, and they would make sure that she would be fed and drunk.

Fu Yanye kissed him again, and it was so fast that she didn't have the strength to fight back.

In the middle of the night, Zhuo Jian fell asleep in his arms.

Well, even if it's not a real gun battle, it can still make her exhausted.

Fu Yanye was quite satisfied, although he was reluctant to give up, but after Feng Ying called, he hung up after listening for a while.

Not long after, he entered the private room where Feng Ying was, and then sat in the main seat.

Feng Ying was smoking a cigarette, watched him sit down and sighed helplessly: "Did you disturb your husband and wife's sleep?"

"It's good to feel guilty, you don't need to say it."

Fu Yanye reminded.

Feng Ying sighed, "Jian Qian is going on a business trip to Africa, please help me."

"help you with what?"

Fu Yanye asked him suspiciously.

"It's been half a year since I went there."

"That's not just right, you can find a stepmother for your son."

"..."

Feng Ying could not breathe immediately.

He didn't have that idea, and, "She said she would take my son with her."

"Oh, then there's only one way."

"what?"

"Grab it."

Fu Yanye reminded.

Feng Ying held a cigarette and looked at him, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"When you say rob, who are you robbing?"

"Women can be changed, but sons?"

Fu Yanye asked him back.

Feng Ying was even more overwhelmed, and couldn't help asking: "Why don't you change women if they can?"

"How are we the same?"

Fu Yanye gave him a disgusted look.

Feng Ying suddenly felt irritated, this boss, really doesn't treat others as outsiders at all, is he so humiliated?

how are they different

Isn't it one nose and two eyes?

"To be honest, I think I really think highly of you since you haven't done it for so long."

"..."

Feng Ying immediately stood up angrily: "Boss Fu, I asked you for advice, didn't I ask you to humiliate me?"

"Sorry, I never give advice."

"But haven't you settled so many things with your wife? Can't you teach me some experience?"

Feng Ying sat down again, and pulled the chair forward.

It turned out to be experience.

Fu Yanye raised his eyebrows, looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and asked him: "It's not that I don't want to pass it on to you, but that you have never experienced everything we have experienced. If you really want me to say something, then Just, coax it well."

"coax?"

He coaxed it eight hundred times.

Useless.

"Let her remember you more."

Fu Yanye thought for a while, then said seriously.

Feng Ying frowned again, he was confused.

Fu Yanye didn't seem like someone who was good at coaxing women.

but……

Feng Ying thought for a while, then got up and left.

But Fu Yanye was still sitting there, Zhuo Jian's unsteady eyes suddenly appeared in his mind.

Yan Zheng asked him, what if Zhuo Jian remembered those bad things first?

he does not know.

What else could he do but hold her tightly so that she couldn't leave him?

She looks so innocent and lovely tonight, she is full of love and flattery for him, but if she knows that she has suffered so much for him and was humiliated by him...

Fu Yanye went back to the room again, and when he saw her sleeping soundly, his heart was still clenched.

Everyone asked him what to do, but he also wanted to ask others, what would he do if that day really came?

He just wanted her to be so happy by his side forever.

He was afraid that she would think about it intermittently like him, he was afraid that she would doubt him, he was afraid that she would no longer believe firmly, he was afraid that she...

To flee from him.

Fu Yanye went to take a bath again, and before he could lie down on the bed again, the soft person turned around and got into his arms, hugging him.

Fu Yanye lowered his head, looking at the person who was unwilling to let him touch him, now he would hug him when he fell asleep, and the beginning suddenly appeared in his mind.

Although they were divorcing, she would still call him by his name every night in her dreams.

At that time, she loved him.

But what about her now?

She still refuses to say that sentence, saying that she likes it, but it has not yet reached the level of love.

Is she waiting too?

Wait until I recover my memory, and then say love to him?

-

In the morning, light rain.

Zhuo Jian woke up and looked up to see herself in his arms, looking at him sweetly, and then couldn't help laughing.

This feeling is very happy.

Her heart seemed to be filled, filled with sweet honey.

but……

Well, she has to find that person today.

So before he woke up, she quietly got out of bed to wash up.

After she got out of bed, Fu Yanye turned over and lay on his stomach, his eyelashes slightly opened, and then saw her walking carefully on tiptoe.

Zhuo Jian made a phone call while washing in the bathroom.

Well, Sheng Xin called her last night.

The voice over there didn't seem to wake up after she called, and asked her, "Who is there?"

"Zhuo Jian."

"Zhuo Jian? Ah Jian? Are you okay?"

"Well, I want to know something about you."

She has a low voice.