I don't deserve your love

Zhuo Jian felt that her waist was warm, if it wasn't because she was sober, she really wondered if she was being hugged by this person, because he looked like an iceberg.

"You just think too much."

She lowered her head not to look at him, but said this stubbornly.

Fu Yanye's hand holding her waist was slightly heavier.

Zhuo Jian twitched twice, raised her eyes and glared at him: "Can you be gentle, I'm pregnant."

The strength in Fu Yanye's hand immediately lightened, but there was hatred and resentment in his eyes.

She would yell at him and cry aggrievedly.

Is he not wronged?

Her heart and eyes are all about her, but what did she tell herself?

Does he need her to set him free?

Zhuo Jian put her hands behind her and wanted to break them apart, but in the end she let him pinch them together, and soon she was put down on the sofa.

Fu Yanye turned over and pressed her inside to prevent her from falling. He stared straight at her for a moment with black eyes. Seeing the anger in her eyes, she moved her eyes down. He couldn't help but seal it.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Fu Yanye suddenly took her lips in his mouth and sucked them lightly.

Zhuo Jian's mind was blank, why did he still kiss her at this time.

She pushed hard on his shoulder with her hand, but it still had no effect after pushing for a long time.

He bent her knees and looked up at her: "Do you want to go?"

"Ok!"

Zhuo Jian was speechless, very vague.

"Why don't I let you go? Zhuo Jian, you don't want to come and go freely."

He bit her lips, finished speaking when he let go, then grabbed her lips again, and sucked slowly.

Zhuo Jian felt that her breath was going to be taken away, but the sofa was too soft, she was about to sink into it, and there was no way to push him away.

Fu Yanye swelled her lips from kissing her on the sofa. A few minutes later, he still hadn't left. He just buried his face in her neck and whispered, "Do you still want to leave?"

"Ok!"

Zhuo Jian made a vague sound, but it was actually a pain, not a promise.

Who knew that as soon as she hummed, Fu Yanye would slowly suck the skin on her neck again. She hummed several times in pain until he let go, and asked her again: "Do you still want to go?"

"Fu Yanye, you bastard!"

She moaned and scolded him.

Fu Yanye was not annoyed, there was nothing that annoyed him more than knowing that she had booked a plane ticket by herself, he raised his eyes to look at her, seeing her crying eyes, and murmured: "I don't intend to be a good person anymore. "

"..."

Zhuojian looked at him dumbly, not understanding.

"Just be an asshole."

Fu Yanye said.

Zhuo Jian sniffed at him, feeling as if she had been pushed into a dark pit.

Did she say the wrong thing again?

I don't dare to scold him anymore.

Zhuo Jian wanted to cry, but she was afraid that he would torture her again, so she could only hold back, but soon she couldn't breathe.

When he found himself crying, he immediately covered his mouth with the back of his hand.

Seeing her like that, Fu Yanye got up from her, sat aside, opened the drawer and took out an unopened pack of cigarettes, opened it and smoked a cigarette from it.

However, considering that pregnant women are not suitable for smoking second-hand smoke, he lit a lighter and got up.

Zhuo Jian slowly got up from the sofa, wiped her tears and watched him go to the kitchen, and as soon as she got up, she wanted to run.

But before she reached the door, she suddenly heard a ding.

Then the whole person stopped.

Fu Yanye came out of the kitchen with long legs without rushing, only holding a mobile phone and cigarettes in his hand.

He shook the phone screen towards her, put the hand holding the cigarette to his lips, took a deep breath of the cigarette, and after exhaling the faint cloud of smoke, he reminded her coldly, "I forgot before." Let me tell you, a few days ago I was idle and bored and bound the door lock to my phone."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

For a moment, she was in a dilemma.

She still has a bag over her shoulder.

If you are not blind, you must know that she is leaving.

It was not the first time Fu Yanye saw her like this, so he turned his head and went into the kitchen again.

Seeing him leaving, Zhuo Jian leaned forward unconsciously, wanting to go to the door, but was afraid that he would turn back suddenly, so she fought back and forth several times, subconsciously looking at the door lock.

She's not even sure she can open it now.

It was their wedding anniversary before, now what?

And how does his mobile phone control the door lock? It doesn't look like the high-tech in the movie. If she touches it, it won't stop ringing...

The more Zhuo Jian thought about it, the more disheartened she became, and finally she lowered her head and stood there stupidly.

Anyway, I won't be able to leave this afternoon, and the air ticket will be refunded now, which makes me feel distressed.

Zhuo Jian's cell phone rang, she took it out and looked, it was Ouyang Ping.

As soon as she connected, she heard Ouyang Ping ask, "Aren't you coming back today?"

"Ok!"

Zhuo Jian agreed.

"Well, Li Yuqing called and said you two... Then what, he was a little worried that your husband and wife would have trouble."

Ouyang Ping said again, very tactfully.

"Did he call you? You tell her we're fine, and even if we do, it's not because of him."

"Hey, that's what I said."

Ouyang Ping laughed.

The two chatted for a few words, then hung up the phone after finishing talking, Zhuo Jian was still standing there, hesitantly forgot to move again.

Fu Yanye came out with a yogurt pudding. Seeing her like that, she looked like she was punished to stand when she was a child, and she called her while walking towards the living room, "Yogurt pudding, do you want to eat?"

Zhuo Jian looked towards the living room in a blink of an eye, saw that he had already sat down, thought for a while, then walked back.

Fu Yanye took a spoonful and put it in his mouth, then nodded in approval before looking up at her.

Zhuo Jian also looked straight at him.

Didn't you ask her if she would eat?

How did he eat it by himself?

"Oh! I didn't think you would eat anything I made."

"..."

Zhuo Jian didn't know what to say for a while.

Remembering that he had been bullying her before, she was about to stand up and plan to give him a beautiful back, but Fu Yanye suddenly brought the crystal bowl containing pudding in front of her, "Hey!"

Zhuo Jian: "..."

One bite was missing.

Fu Yanye held it with one hand, and stared at her with black eyes, "You think it's dirty?"

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Of course, it's not that they think it's dirty, they just slobbered at each other.

It's just that I'm not happy.

"Okay, I'll eat it myself."

Fu Yanye thought to himself, I didn't dislike you at all.

Seeing that he really wanted to eat by herself, Zhuo Jian immediately reached out to take it, "I don't dislike it."

Fu Yanye withdrew his hand, leaned back slowly on the sofa, and watched her eat the pudding he made.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll poison you inside?"

He clasped his hands together, gently rubbing the knuckles of his right hand up and down with his left hand.

Zhuo Jian looked up at him, "I'm your seed in my stomach now, unless..."

"Unless what?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

"Unless you forget I'm pregnant again."

Zhuo Jian immediately told him.

Fu Yanye: "..."