I don't deserve your love

"Then what do you want?"

Seeing his domineering appearance, Zhuo Jian shivered.

"What else do I want? Don't you want to see your son?"

Fu Yanye leaned closer to her again, and then threatened.

"think."

Zhuo Jian took the initiative to put her arm around his neck, ready to do it with him.

It seems that there is no point in saying more, even if the agreement is torn up, it will not bring him a little bit of happiness. Just this one thing can make him happy from the bottom of his heart?

Fu Yanye's Adam's apple rolled, and he was silent for several seconds before looking at her coldly again: "Is this the only skill?"

"I will, but can I sleep with my son later?"

Zhuo Jian hugged him tighter, but still couldn't help asking him about it.

She missed the children so much, he took them with him wherever he went, and he clearly didn't want her to take them with him, but how could a mother not want to leave her children for so long?

"Wait a minute? Wait until you still have the strength."

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes.

Zhuo Jian's hairs stood on end, seeing him getting closer and his thin lips were about to kiss her, she lowered her eyes awkwardly.

Fu Yanye didn't kiss her.

Looking at her as if she was ready to sacrifice, she couldn't breathe, and ordered: "Smile for me."

Zhuo Jian suddenly thought of some gaudy scenes of men and women, and raised his eyes to look at his eyes, puzzled.

"In no mood?"

Fu Yanye questioned her, with a cold breath approaching.

Zhuo Jian breathed a sigh of relief, and put her hands on his broad shoulders, "You, first promise to let me stay with my son later."

"Talk to me about the conditions? Are you worthy?"

Fu Yanye stared at her with black eyes and asked.

"..."

Zhuo Jian suddenly fell silent, she was not worthy.

"Didn't you see Chengcheng? Don't ask for too much. For a woman like you, I would still let you see my son. It's already showing mercy."

"..."

Zhuo Jian's hand on his shoulder suddenly loosened.

Fu Yanye looked at her sharply with dark eyes, and seeing her suddenly lost his mind, he frowned: "Zhuo Jian, why do you make me feel like this?"

"..."

What about her?

She couldn't laugh.

Fu Yanye stopped looking at her angrily, looked down at her looming figure under her pajamas, and breathed heavily.

"Zhuo Jian, if you put on a bitter face like this again, don't..."

Fu Yanye didn't finish speaking, her thin lips were blocked.

Zhuo Jian suddenly held his face, saying that it is better to make one thing than one thousand.

"..."

Fu Yanye heard his heartbeat beating fast and chaotically.

This woman actually took advantage of him not paying attention...

Fu Yanye's posture remained unchanged, feeling that she was wrapping her arms around his neck, as if she was going to hang on him, kissing his lips gently.

Well, it's still stupid after all.

I have taught so much in vain.

Fu Yanye supported the bed with one hand, and wrapped her arms around her waist, which was half hanging on his body, with the other, and then pressed up, and both of them were pressed on the wide big bed.

He was angry in his heart that she wanted to abandon him and leave, but facing her soft lips, he still couldn't help but passively and actively sucked her lips a few times until she couldn't breathe well.

Fu Yanye looked down at her awkward and shy appearance, and when she was about to kiss him again, he deliberately raised his face to prevent her from kissing him, looked down at her and asked, "Did I let you kiss me?"

"..."

Then will she wait for his notification next?

"Don't kiss me, remember?"

Fu Yanye stared at her with dark eyes and questioned.

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes and released her hands from his neck.

Fu Yanye looked at her and couldn't help licking her thin lips that were sucked by him. Suddenly, his brain started to bleed, he frowned and raised his hand to turn off the wait.

Can't look at her at all.

He didn't let her kiss, but he tossed her all over.

It was too dark in the room, and even a little cold.

Zhuo Jian suddenly felt that she had been pushed into hell.

But in turn, he was pulled out again, and this was repeated many times.

Afterwards, she wanted to leave, but Fu Yanye turned around and hugged her from behind: "I'll sleep here tonight."

Zhuo Jian didn't move, but whispered to him in a hoarse voice: "I want to go and see Chengqing and Chengli."

"They have aunts to watch."

"..."

At that time, she came upstairs, afraid of making him angry, and left after only watching for 2 minutes. She thought that he would definitely ignore her as a tool afterward, but now she couldn't get out of his bed.

She couldn't sleep. After he fell asleep, she checked her mobile phone. It was already early morning.

Ouyang Ping's last message was at ten o'clock, she thought about it, and planned to get up quietly and go to her son's room, and work quietly while accompanying her son, who knew that her waist was locked tightly.

Behind him was a man's hoarse voice: "Sleep."

-

Zhuo Jian was no longer there when Fu Yanye woke up early the next morning.

He got up immediately and got out of bed barefoot.

Zhuo Jian came out of another room with Cheng Li in her arms, and saw his naked upper body, with only a pair of shorts underneath standing at the door.

"you……"

The two spoke in unison, but one was angry and the other lost his temper.

Fu Yanye's black eyes were full of anger, seeing her gentle appearance, he was immediately upset, turned his head and went back to the room.

Zhuo Jian was even more surprised, but with the baby in her arms, she couldn't be indifferent.

"Give the orange to Auntie, you come in."

A man's order suddenly came from the room.

Zhuo Jian couldn't resist, she quietly went to her sons' room after five o'clock in the morning, Cheng Cheng grew up and could still sleep well, the two young ones didn't have a sense of time, they woke up early, just happened to play with her, so Now, she followed him and gave the orange chestnut to the aunt.

However, she was still reluctant to go into the master bedroom, fearing that people outside would hear what he said to humiliate her, so she quietly closed the door, then stood there and did not go in.

Fu Yanye turned to look at her: "Did I ask you to hold your son?"

"Didn't you say that, you can see your son later?"

Zhuo Jian lowered her head not to look at him, and whispered a reminder.

"What did I say?"

Fu Yanye came to her in a few strides.

Seeing that he was naked and barefoot, Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes and reminded: "Your slippers are by the bed."

"Did I use you to remind me? What did I say?"

Fu Yanye surrounded her with both hands supporting the wall outside her body, and questioned her again.

Zhuo Jian blushed and didn't look at him, but murmured: "You can see your son if you make yourself happy."

"You think you're making me happy?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian silently raised her eyes to look at him, he looked unhappy but full of arrogance.

"Looking at my face, you know I'm not happy, right? Then why do you hug my son?"

Fu Yanye continued to be aggressive.

Zhuo Jian's eyes were red from his anger, and she was too coquettish to look away from him.

"You are not allowed to hug them until I am happy."

His outrageous demands.

"You are too deceitful."

According to what he said, she would never have to hold her son in her life.

She would never be able to make him happy, and he made it clear that he did it on purpose.

"There's no questioning it, I'm bullying you, I'm oppressing you, 'humiliating you.'"

"you……"

"If you don't want to, you can go."