I don't deserve your love

Fu Yanye frowned slightly, feeling that he was going to be finished.

sunk in.

Zhuo Jian was startled by his sudden deep eyes, and suddenly remembered something, and hurried back to her steady self.

But once she pretended to be calm, she suddenly pretended a little, which made Fu Yanye's heart throbbing even more.

"You husband and wife are back, what are you doing?"

The old lady and the old man came out from the inside, seeing what they were doing at the window, they asked curiously.

Zhuo Jian was a little cautious, but suddenly she was really cautious and steady.

Seeing her like that, Fu Yanye felt a twinge in his heart, and then he held her arm and supported her to stand up together, "It's okay."

He will also be perfunctory.

Simple two words get the elders.

But the old man and the old lady saw that the two of them were good, and didn't care about the reason, anyway, someone would tell them.

After all, the live audience is a bit too much.

Later, when it was dinner time, the whole family was sitting together, and the old lady suddenly suggested, "Sister Zhang, take a family portrait for us."

"Hey, here we come."

Sister Zhang also felt that this scene was rare, so she wiped her hands from inside and took out her mobile phone.

The mobile phones of the servants at home are all high-end products provided by the Fu family. Naturally, the servants are also highly educated, high IQ, and high-tech.

So the fit is perfect.

Everyone sat at the table and looked at the camera together.

Later, the old man and the old lady sat in front, Fu Zhengzhi and Wang Yue were on both sides, Fu Yanqing hugged them behind the old lady and the old man, and Fu Yanye and Zhuo Jian were beside her.

Zhuo Jian felt a strength that didn't belong to her waist suddenly, a little hot, a little familiar, and...

"Look ahead."

Fu Yanye reminded her in her ear.

The picture freezes at that moment, she is smiling to the front, her blushing cannot be seen in the photo, but Fu Yanye's posture with her is very affectionate.

After the meal, it was snowing outside, and Wang Yue came down from upstairs, "I just asked my aunt to change the bedding for you, so don't go back tonight because it's cold."

Both Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye looked at her, and then Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye.

Fu Yanye smiled slightly and said, "It's not easy to refuse?"

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"What's so hard to refuse? Brother, you're sleeping with Cheng Cheng."

Fu Yanqing gave them advice.

After hearing this, Fu Yanye frowned and looked at his sister, really not sure if she was going towards him or making trouble for him.

Well, it must have been messed up.

Otherwise why is he so annoying?

Zhuo Jian thought it was a good proposal, but she still didn't like to talk too much in front of the elders.

"What stupid things are you talking about? I managed to pick up my grandson to stay with me for a night. Of course my grandson will sleep with me. You two should sleep together. Don't try to take my grandson away."

Wang Yue spoke at the right time.

Zhuo Jian looked at Wang Yue in embarrassment, it's okay to leave one for her.

She, don't sleep with him.

They are all like that.

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"If you don't want to sleep with my brother, you can sleep with me. Although I hate you, I won't murder you for money."

Going upstairs later, Fu Yanqing suddenly stopped her from suggesting.

Zhuo Jian thought she was very interesting, and Fu Yanye had already come over to hold her hand, and then said very clearly to Fu Yanqing: "You don't have to."

"elder brother."

Fu Yanqing stomped her feet angrily.

"Go back to your own room and don't make trouble."

Fu Yanye reminded her in a good-tempered manner, and then took Zhuo Jian back to her room.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"Whoever makes trouble, I'm doing it for your own good."

Fu Yanqing roared in a moderate voice, then turned and went back to her room.

After Fu Yanye brought Zhuo Jian back to the room and closed the door, Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, "Actually, I can sleep with her."

"I'm afraid you will fight."

Fu Yanye explained.

Zhuo Jian suddenly understood the reason why he asked her to come here, so she didn't think about anything else.

After all, when she just came back, he made a very clear distinction, she slept on the bed and he slept on the sofa.

Seeing that she didn't argue anymore, Fu Yanye was a little curious, and asked, "Why didn't you refute me?"

"Why should you refute? Anyway, sleep separately."

As Zhuo Jian said, she was about to go in when someone knocked on the door.

Fu Yanye frowned and was still worried about sleeping separately, when suddenly he was knocked on the back, startled, and then turned to open the door.

"Master, the old lady went to the hospital today to help the young lady prescribe traditional Chinese medicine, and drank it to regulate her body."

The aunt stood outside to remind.

Fu Yanye looked at the Chinese medicine packet in the aunt's bowl, and then took it.

Zhuo Jian came up, "What Chinese medicine?"

Fu Yanye smelled the familiar fragrance again, looked down and saw her staring at the package of medicine, and then picked it up to read the instructions on the back.

"There is also Chinese medicine for soaking your feet. The old lady gave it to you. Do you want to soak it tonight?"

The aunt continued to talk to her.

Zhuo Jian shook her head after hearing this: "Forget about tonight, I'll take it home tomorrow, thank grandma for me."

"Okay, then I won't bother you, good night, young master and madam."

Seeing the two of them advancing next to each other, the aunt secretly got excited and retreated quickly.

Fu Yanye felt a little funny when he saw the auntie's expression unconsciously. He turned his head to see the person who had returned to the room with the Chinese medicine bag, closed the door and followed her. Seeing that she had unscrewed the lid and was drinking, she couldn't help but lean over: "Treatment What's the problem?"

Fu Yanye saw her drinking traditional Chinese medicine for the first time.

"It's no problem. You can see for yourself after I finish drinking."

Zhuo Jian didn't expect him to be so close suddenly, and so serious, she took a step back.

Fu Yanye glanced at her with dark eyes.

She didn't seem to like him approaching very much. Every time he approached her, she was not only uncomfortable and unhappy, but also wished to retreat eight feet away.

He suddenly had an idea, and then approached her with long legs.

Zhuo Jian drank the bitter Chinese medicine, and her complexion was ugly at first, but when she saw him approaching suddenly, she became even more ugly, so she couldn't help but backed away.

Fu Yanye stopped suddenly.

Her defensive eyes, huh.

Thinking of everyone saying that she has suffered a lot of grievances in the past few years, and almost died several times, he didn't go forward again, but asked her softly: "Are you avoiding me?"

"No, I just think the medicine is too bitter, and I'm afraid it will smoke you."

Zhuo Jian let go of the bag from her lips and retorted softly.

"Really? How bitter?"

Fu Yanye thought, would it be more painful than what you have suffered?

Zhuo Jian looked at him, seeing how curious he was, she pinched the sides with both hands: "You try it yourself?"

Make sure you don't want to try it a second time.

Fu Yanye looked down at the Chinese medicine bag in her hand, and frowned.

"Sorry, I forgot you are a clean freak."

Zhuo Jian looked at his expression and took back the Chinese medicine bag.

"I'll try it."

He suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Zhuo Jian couldn't use his hands, so he held her wrist, bent over to her, and forced the mouth of the Chinese medicine bag between his two thin lips.

Looking at each other, her heart began to beat faster.

But he is still as steady as a mountain.

Zhuo Jian felt that her hand was so hot that she was about to sweat, but he just held her hand like that.

then……