I don't deserve your love

Fu Yanye didn't know what was wrong with her, and looked at her suspiciously.

Zhuo Jian started to unbutton her shirt with her hands.

Fu Yanye frowned suddenly, and ordered to the front: "You get off work."

"Yes."

Wang Rui didn't dare to stay anymore.

The situation inside is not something he can continue to watch and listen to.

So go quickly.

Fu Yanye watched her unbutton her shirt, then poked her heart with her small hand.

"what?"

"what happened?"

Fu Yanye looked at her intoxicated appearance and asked.

"Strange, this place is not injured."

She muttered, then took off her shirt and threw it underneath, and continued to pull on her little black suspenders.

Fu Yanye just stared at her so straight, what is she doing?

Really drunk or play dumb?

Was it because he was afraid that he would get angry so he deliberately used this method to get away with it?

He doubted that she had a shred of sanity.

"There is no wound, but why does it feel like it hurts inside, stuffy?"

Zhuo Jian muttered, feeling puzzled and completely puzzled.

She looked up at Fu Yanye, her big watery eyes were full of confusion.

Fu Yanye also looked at her, but his eyes were colder.

"Fu Yanye? Why are you here?"

Zhuo Jian looked into his eyes, recognized him, and asked him in surprise.

Fu Yanye frowned, thinking that the alcohol might have worked on her.

"Then where should I be?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

"In City A."

Zhuo Jian returned to him.

Fu Yanye's heart twitched, and his black eyes became even darker, "This is City A?"

"How is it possible? I'm in City K, and I live at Sheng Xin's house."

Zhuo Jian turned her head to look out of the car, but couldn't see clearly where it was.

When Fu Yanye heard the word Sheng Xin, his mouth moved slightly, and he stared at her coldly: "You like living in his house very much?"

After hearing this for a long time, Zhuo Jian shook her head in disappointment.

The carriage became quiet again. After a long time, Fu Yanye looked down at her and asked again: "Then why don't you go home?"

Zhuo Jian's eyes moved, and suddenly she looked up at him again, then shrank back into the darkness.

Fu Yanye looked at her like that, and looked out of the window upset. She said that she was afraid of him.

"Fu Yanye, did you steal me from Sheng Xin's house? Did you know I was pregnant?"

Zhuo Jian suddenly touched her lower abdomen, protecting her nervously.

Fu Yanye's eyes moved, and it took him a long time to look at her again.

She looks like a fool.

Zhuo Jian hugged her little belly, "The child is mine, don't snatch it from me."

"Whose species?"

Fu Yanye's sharp eyes flashed, and he suddenly asked her.

"yours."

Zhuo Jian looked at him for a long time, and muttered these two words reluctantly after being intimidated.

He smiled inwardly, she still knew it belonged to him, she dared to hide it from him, and even said it belonged to that dog man.

But seeing her like this again, his heart softened for some reason.

"But you don't even care about Cheng Cheng, you don't care about this, where am I? How can I move? Is my injury healed?"

Zhuo Jian moved and was a little happy to see that she was not on the bed.

"Zhuo Jian."

"Ok?"

"stand up."

Fu Yanye looked at her and ordered.

Zhuo Jian looked at him and shook her head again, she didn't dare to sit beside him.

She just searched again, touched her hair, and looked over her shoulder with some doubts, "Where's my hair?"

"you're drunk."

Fu Yanye answered her with restraint.

"Drunk? Yes, we went to drink, but how can I drink when I'm pregnant?"

Zhuo Jian murmured suspiciously.

Memory is confused.

Fu Yanye looked at her, trying to pull her up, but Zhuo Jian resisted and bit his wrist.

Fu Yanye: "..."

After a long time, she let go when his wrist was about to bleed, and said coquettishly: "Hmph, if you dare to bully me again, I will bite you very painfully."

it hurts?

Fu Yanye couldn't feel it.

Zhuo Jian felt that his silence was frightening, so she looked at herself again, touched her body, and didn't know what she was looking for, until she touched her heart, she looked there, and then gently pawed, " Strange, why does it hurt a little here?"

Fu Yanye immediately wanted to leave her behind.

But Zhuo Jian suddenly looked up at him again, and seeing him, she opened her mouth and asked for help, "Fu Yanye, what's wrong with me?"

"What's wrong?"

He was a little annoyed, her flushed little face was full of disappointment, and her eyes were even more watery, which made people look confused.

"I'm not injured here, why do I feel dull pain?"

She said that she grabbed a couple of them, then raised her neck, stretched it out in front of him, and called him, "Help me see if it's because my eyes are so bad that I can't see."

"..."

Fu Yanye looked at her heart, and an unknown fire rushed up.

She was quite drunk.

"Can you help me see, you have good eyesight."

Seeing that he was not moving, Zhuo Jian got up and sat on his lap, insisting on asking him to look at it.

Fu Yanye turned his face away in annoyance, the fragrance of the woman's body rushed to his face, and he wished that she would be executed on the spot.

"Help me to see, there is no wound here, why is it so uncomfortable?"

She was so aggrieved that she started to cry as she muttered, as delicate as a three-year-old child.

"It's not like you don't have eyes to see."

"But I can't see clearly."

She was extremely wronged and her chest was extremely tight.

"Why can't you see clearly?"

Fu Yanye asked in annoyance, shaking hands again and again, trying to change the subject.

"Don't you know? I was so sad that something happened to Chengcheng, I couldn't find him, and then, I almost cried blind."

As she talked, her mind was full of sad things, and she began to sob unconsciously.

Many things suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and the carriage became silent again.

Fu Yanye felt his face was hit by something wet, and when he looked up, he saw that tears were streaming down her face, and the tears flowed down her cheeks to her chin, and then hit him again.

"Why does it hurt so much? Woohoo, help me take a look, help me take a look."

She raised her head sadly and began to cry, pulling her little sling with both hands, and then grabbed her heart hard, until it was red.

Fu Yanye's eyes also blurred. Seeing her scratching the skin around his heart with red marks, he immediately grabbed her wrist and said, "Stop making trouble."

"I'm not making trouble, I'm just in pain, Fu Yanye, won't you take a look at it for me?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him, as if frightened by his scolding, she fell silent, her voice was low, and her tears were hot.

"You are always so fierce, you scare me, you know? Woohoo."

Zhuo Jian looked into his eyes, spoke tremblingly and began to sob.

"..."

Fu Yanye had nothing to say, he was indeed fierce.

Zhuo Jian looked at him, tears fell more and more, but she became more and more lonely. When she looked at him again, her eyes were full of coquettishness, dissatisfied, angry, and she didn't say a word.

Fu Yanye suddenly had no strength at all, and couldn't even look at her anymore.

But she suddenly became weak again, sobbing and lying on his shoulder, tears rubbing against his neck.

She murmured: "Fu Yanye, how are you?"