I don't deserve your love

"Why are you here?"

Seeing him, Zhuo Jian turned around and looked through the children's books on the cabinet as if nothing had happened, and asked.

"Grandpa's birthday, let's communicate first."

Fu Yanye seemed to remind me deeply.

"Oh!"

When Zhuo Jian thought about it, it was indeed a good communication.

After all, she hadn't communicated with her the year before last, so she was simply a tool person.

But soon, she saw him start to take off his nightgown, and took two steps back in fright, "What are you doing?"

Fu Yanye suddenly stopped.

Well, it's not convenient for him to take it off.

"Go to bed."

He looked at her suddenly and gave an order.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"Do you want to catch a cold? In this case, you won't have to take your son with you recently."

"..."

This threat is very useful.

Zhuo Jian quickly got under the quilt.

But this way, it's kind of...

Anyway, the atmosphere is weird, it's hard to say whether it's ambiguous or ambiguous.

"Why don't you go get me a pajamas."

Sleeping naked at night seems to be a bit cold, there is not enough heating in this room.

Fu Yanye turned to look at her, and said frankly, "Go back to our bedroom and sleep later."

"how about you?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him eagerly and asked.

When the husband is asked where he sleeps by his wife.

Ha ha.

"I sleep here."

Fu Yanye returned to her.

"Oh!"

Zhuo Jian felt that this seemed a little wronged to him, and the downcast eyes did not lie in his staring at each other.

But once she calmed down, the atmosphere would be very strange. She looked down at the quilt that wrapped her, huddled in a corner and thought for a while, and then asked him, "Can we do something for Grandpa's birthday?"

"You don't have to worry about it this year."

Fu Yanye said.

"Oh!"

Then what else to communicate?

"Someone will take the initiative to find you."

Fu Yanye suddenly said something again.

Zhuo Jian looked at him curiously, "What do you want me for?"

"Didn't your ankle hurt from walking too much?"

"..."

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark black eyes, and her heart was not at a loss.

In fact, after deciding not to be with him anymore, she hoped that he would be a little more indifferent and not need to care about her bad legs.

But she also felt that he would ignore her even if she made such a request to him.

Zhuo Jian fell silent after thinking about it.

"Why did the elders suddenly help take care of the children?"

"Anyway, you don't want to divorce for the time being, and I can't take it with me when I have to go to work during the day."

It's a bit far from the city, and it would be too exhausting for the children to go back at night, and she was reluctant to part with it.

Especially now that it is winter again, it would be better if she comes here at night and everyone is happy.

and……

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but glanced at him again, wondering if he remarried in the future, would he have children with other women, he should have children, and then, would he return the sons to her?

Generally, when a man has a child with his new wife, the child of his ex-wife will not be popular.

Zhuo Jian thought to herself, it was hard to ask.

"Not temporarily."

Fu Yanye reminded her.

Zhuo Jian looked up at him, wasn't it for a while?

She thought that one day he would get bored and left.

But it's pointless to refute him now, she lowered her eyes and nodded.

"I'll pick you up from get off work at night on grandpa's birthday."

"what?"

"Ah what? There will be a lot of media at that time."

"A lot of media?"

Zhuo Jian was shocked when she heard that, and didn't want to go.

Grandpa said a while ago that he wanted to do something at home.

Why do you have to do it all of a sudden?

Zhuo Jian panicked, fearing that it would happen again like last time.

"Well, grandpa is happy to have two great-grandchildren this year, so it's not just a birthday."

"But, hasn't the Hundred Days Banquet already been held?"

Zhuo Jian didn't understand.

"That was done by me, the elders did not participate."

"..."

Zhuo Jian felt that there was a hole in front of her, and her heart was already on fire, so she could only say "oh".

Fu Yanye was a little surprised to see how resigned she was.

When she saw him a while ago, she hid tightly as if she had seen the plague.

Now it turns out...

Fu Yanye didn't dare to look at her too much, for fear that he would lose control.

"Go back to the master bedroom, the master bedroom is warmer."

He lowered his head and spoke to her.

"Oh."

Zhuo Jian reflexively wanted to leave, but as soon as she moved, she suddenly found the scarf around her heart, opened?

It's embarrassing.

She silently retreated to the side again, wrapping herself tightly, "I'll just stay in this room, you're tall, you can sleep in the master bedroom."

"For my sake?"

Fu Yanye turned to look at her, not believing that she cared about him at all.

But if she said she cared about him, he would really be flattered.

Zhuo Jian lowered her head, "Go back."

The voice is very soft and gentle.

Hearing those words, Fu Yanye felt short of breath, looked down at the children's book, and turned his back to her and sighed annoyedly.

"During the time I was away, no one disturbed you. Did you have a good time?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian wanted to say that it was quite easy, but she dared not say it.

Who knows if he will suddenly get angry the next moment.

"I am a little sleepy."

she whispered.

Fu Yanye turned to look at her, he understood the meaning of this sentence, it meant that he should go.

Fu Yanye wanted to pounce on her, he wanted to taste if her taste had changed.

Zhuo Jian didn't dare to look at him, but she wrapped herself more and more tightly, and in her lowered eyes, she was already frightened.

The towels fell off completely.

Ha ha.

Fu Yanye turned around and left the children's room. Zhuo Jian breathed a sigh of relief, and after another thought, she quickly picked up the towel from the quilt and got up.

Fu Yanye went back to the room and opened the closet, glanced casually, and took out a purple nightdress from it.

Zhuo Jian accidentally sprained her foot when she jumped out of bed excitedly, and then limped to lock the door behind her.

It's just that the door handle suddenly moved by itself, and she held the door handle tightly to prevent it from being opened.

"Zhuo Jian, what are you doing?"

"Why are you here again?"

Zhuo Jian felt that it was dangerous, so she dared not open the door.

"Get you pajamas."

Fu Yanye spoke to her through the door panel.

Zhuo Jian opened the door again when she heard the pajamas.

He actually took the pajamas.

But it's a silk suspender skirt.

It's his style.

But it's a cold day, and the room isn't warm.

Fu Yanye stretched his arms: "No?"

"want."

It's better to have something to wear than nothing to wear, so I took it unwillingly.

"You were about to lock it just now? Who are you guarding against?"

Fu Yanye did not loosen her pajamas, stared at her with black eyes and asked a question.

Then, who else can she guard against?

Don't you know why?

Zhuo Jian choked up quietly, the headlight in the room was not turned on, and it was at the door, so he couldn't see clearly, but...

Fu Yanye suddenly ordered: "Get up and drive."

"I'm not guarding against you. There are so many people in the family, and I'm not wearing pajamas."

She still had to pinch her own towel with one hand, and couldn't push the door open at all.

"Go to bed early, good night."

Fu Yanye looked at her crying expression, and thought of the time she cried and said she was afraid of him, so her heart softened and she didn't dare to force her anymore.

Zhuo Jian nodded after listening: "Well, good night."

Fu Yanye left for a while, Zhuo Jianjian closed the door gently, and then locked it.

Standing outside, Fu Yanye heard the click and lock, and his heart sank.

He can't go on like this.

He wants to drill into her bed, which is the closest.

He wants to wear nothing with her, and then wrapped in a quilt...

Boo cold and warm.