I don't deserve your love

Brother Yan Ye was a little flustered, "Cough!"

"Brother Yan Ye, are you feeling unwell?"

Zhuo Jian smiled sweetly, and looked at him with "concern" with her eyebrows curved.

"No."

Fu Yanye lowered his eyes, picked up his wine glass and took a sip of the wine.

The private room that was originally a little depressed suddenly became cheerful.

"Brother Yan Ye, you have to take good care of yourself."

Su Bai followed closely to tease.

"Brother Yan Ye's wine is finished, I'll pour you a glass, brother Yan Ye, do you want another whole glass?"

Yan Zheng also took a mouthful of Brother Yanye.

Zhang Mingmei and Zhong Mai didn't dare to joke with Fu Yanye, so they quietly watched the excitement.

Zhuo Jian rested her chin and stared at Fu Yanye with a fascinated look.

Fu Yanye finally smiled, and in a blink of an eye, his black eyes looked deeply at Zhuo Jian.

Is this woman jealous?

He deliberately called him Brother Yanye, and deliberately kept looking at him with his chin up.

When was the last time she looked at him like that?

Like when he was making breakfast in the kitchen one day?

For a long time.

Everyone wanted to disperse after dinner, Fu Yanye pulled Zhuo Jian lazily, "Let's not go down."

The other two couples looked at the two of them from the elevator entrance.

"We're staying here tonight, you can do whatever you want."

After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he took Zhuo Jian to the exclusive elevator.

The two pairs of eyes stared at the two of them and heard a ding when they walked away.

The elevator opened, and four people walked in one after another.

The atmosphere suddenly seemed a little weird.

Zhong Mai and Yan Zheng stood together, like an old couple for many years, without deliberate intimacy.

Su Bai and Zhang Mingmei were kept far apart, neither of them spoke.

Zhong Mai asked curiously: "You two are now..."

Both Su Bai and Zhang Mingmei looked at her curiously.

"Ambiguous state?"

Zhong Mai asked curiously.

Su Bai and Zhang Mingmei looked at each other reflexively.

I heard Zhong Mai say again, "It's not like a lover."

Yan Zheng also glanced at the two of them, took the initiative to approach Zhong Mai's ear, and said in a low voice, "Say less."

Zhong Mai raised his head suddenly, meeting Yan Zheng's eyes very closely.

Oh!

What is so loud?

thumping!thumping!thumping!

Fierce and brave.

Zhong Mai blushed, but suddenly gave him a distant smile, and slowly pulled back.

Su Bai: "..."

Zhang Mingmei: "Wow, there seems to be sparks."

Zhong Mai and Yan Zheng came back to their senses, they both lowered their eyes guiltyly, and then deliberately covered up.

Su Bai also suddenly leaned into her ear: "The two of them are going to get married."

Zhang Mingmei finally glanced at him, "Don't I know that these two will be husband and wife in the future?"

Zhong Mai: "Actually, it's not necessarily true. If I find it inappropriate after cohabitation, I will terminate it immediately."

Yan Zheng: "..."

The elevator fell silent for a few seconds.

Then Zhang Mingmei heard a low laugh in her ears, and then glanced at the person standing next to her who didn't know when.

Su Bai had no choice but to hold back again, and said, "Brother Zheng's fate may not be with women."

Yan Zheng's face immediately darkened.

The girl who worked in Fanxing suddenly appeared in her mind, and then she glanced at Zhongmai upset, and asked, "I always feel inappropriate, why are you still here?"

"It's a running-in period, it takes a few months."

Zhong Mai returned to him unmoved.

-

Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye arrived at the presidential suite on the top floor.

After taking a bath, she read the manuscript she had written earlier, and the girl named Zhao Ran suddenly appeared in her mind. The girl seemed to be prepared.

Fu Yanye went directly to bed after coming out of the bathroom, snatched her mobile phone and put it away for her, and held her in his arms, "Don't work so late."

"Zhao Ran likes you."

Zhuo Jian looked down at the man lying on her lap with her arms around her and said.

Fu Yanye smiled after hearing this, "Are you jealous?"

"A bit."

Zhuo Jian thought about it, she was quite sour when Zhao Ran called him Brother Yan Ye.

Fu Yanye was in a good mood after hearing this, and raised his hand to hook her back of the neck and lower her down in front of him.

The lips of the two touched lightly.

Fu Yanye let go of her, "There are many women who like your husband, but your husband only likes you."

Zhuo Jian looked at him, "Actually, I'm not that confident, but I choose to believe in you."

I believe it will make people happier and more relaxed.

And if they want to spend their lives together, they should trust each other.

Fu Yanye looked at her even more deeply, "Why are you not confident? A popular hostess, a famous author of published books, and the most important thing is to have such a good husband."

Zhuo Jian felt that all her lack of self-confidence came from the man lying on her lap.

She raised her hand to gently hold his face, kissed his forehead, and whispered: "Fu Yanye, I think, I'm really afraid of losing you, since I was a child."

When I was a child, I was worried that he could not see her, so I always showed her presence in front of him.

When he grows up and becomes his wife, he worries that one day he won't love her anymore.

Much better now, but she hopes they will be better in the future.

Fu Yanye didn't say anything else, walked away from her lap, and pressed her directly into the pillow, "I'm yours, always will be."

He kissed her, softly, again and again.

Kissing her breath is a little sad, kissing her heart is hot, kissing her wanting to integrate herself with him.

The two of them couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, Zhuo Jian murmured in Fu Yanye's arms, "I want to go to Hainan after the Mid-Autumn Festival to spend a few days with my elders and my son."

"Well, yes, we will go together then."

There should always be so many times in a lifetime when the whole family vacations together.

Zhuo Jian looked up at him, "Really?"

"I'll follow you wherever you go, huh?"

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes and said.

Zhuo Jian got up and threw herself into his arms to hug him, "Although two people are good, but a few more people are also good, right?"

"I think two people are better."

Fu Yanye hugged her beautiful back with one hand, gently brushed away the long hair falling in front of her face with the other, and turned back to her.

Zhuo Jian looked at him, and after a long time sighed helplessly, lying in his arms, and scribbled on his chest a few times with her fingers.

Fu Yanye grabbed her hand, "Baby, I can't help you doodle like this."

"Ok?"

"One more time."

As Fu Yanye spoke, he suddenly turned her over again.

Zhuo Jian was dazzled and didn't have time to think about anything. The pajamas he had put on for less than 2 minutes had already been thrown away by him.

In the morning Wang Yue sent a video, but Zhuo Jian was still sleeping.

Fu Yanye took her mobile phone and went downstairs.

"Where's your wife?"

Wang Yue hugged Chengcheng and asked.

"She's not feeling well, she's still sleeping, what's wrong?"

Fu Yanye looked at the little guy in Wang Yue's arms with red eye circles, and frowned slightly.

"Your son started crying early this morning, and I don't know what's wrong."

Wang Yue said.

Fu Yanye listened, looked at Chengcheng again, and reminded: "Then it's useless for you to find Zhuo Jian now."

"It's not that I can't help it. I'm thinking that the baby will feel better when he sees his mother. Don't be scared by something. He will be unhappy as soon as he leaves the city."

Wang Yue muttered in distress.