I don't deserve your love

"..."

"You can lock the door."

He then reminded her.

"..."

Zhuo Jian felt that he was starting to be strong again.

He seemed to insist on her washing it.

But this is very ambiguous.

"I don't wash."

She thought about it, refused decisively, then turned around and strode towards the sofa.

She lay on the sofa hugging her, then took out her mobile phone, turned around and played with her own.

Fu Yanye was still sitting on the edge of the bed, watching her suddenly became helpless, then smiled and thought, you can do it.

Zhang Mingmei sent her a WeChat message and asked her, "Is your sister-in-law acting like a demon again today?"

Zhuo Jian asked, "How do you know?"

Zhang Mingmei: "When I went to buy desserts in the morning, I saw her and Zhao Ran in the store, and later I chased them out and told me a lot of truths, hey, I think you should get rid of your sister-in-law quickly, or you will have to continue to be a demon. "

Zhuo Jian: "What qualifications do I have to drive her away? I asked Zhao Ran to buy new spring clothes for my mother-in-law today."

Zhang Mingmei: "Ha, she is really a good helper for Zhao Ran, so your mother-in-law will take it?"

Zhuo Jian: "Go back."

Zhang Mingmei: "Your mother-in-law is indeed a smart woman. If she is on your side, there will be no problem, and I can sleep with you, Brother Su Bai, with peace of mind."

Zhuo Jian sent a smiley expression in the past.

Zhang Mingmei: "By the way, you stayed in the old house tonight? Then you husband and wife..."

Zhuo Jian: "I sleep on the sofa, he is not in good health, he needs to sleep more comfortably."

Zhang Mingmei: "I think you are the one who is seriously ill. Now that he is easy to talk, hurry up and take down everything."

Zhuo Jian: "He's really not in good health."

Fu Yanye: "Do you want to try my health?"

Zhuo Jian: "..."

The mobile phone fell into the crack of the sofa without holding it. She turned her head and saw him, and immediately sat up in shock: "Why are you here?"

Fu Yanye stared at her with black eyes, and soon sat down beside her.

Seeing him sit up, Zhuo Jian immediately bent her knees and tried to keep a little distance from him.

Fu Yanye looked at her, and noticed her avoidance with insight, but smiled and said: "I don't think it's appropriate for you to sleep on the sofa."

"It's not inappropriate, you still have a head injury now."

"But I'm a man."

"What about men?"

Men are human too, they can get hurt, they can get angry, they can...

Zhuo Jian looked at him, unknowingly that he needed to come over.

"How can a man let a woman sleep on the sofa?"

Fu Yanye reminded her again in a very reasonable way.

"Okay, when you recover from your injury, I won't compete with you for the sofa, so let's do it now."

Zhuo Jian felt that he knew how to think about women now?

"Or can we sleep together?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at him warily, they didn't sleep well together before.

"Ok?"

Fu Yanye signaled her to make a statement with his eyes.

Zhuo Jian also gave him a smile, shaking her head slowly.

"Why refuse? There's not even a quilt here, and it's so narrow."

Fu Yanye frowned.

"We slept separately before, did you forget? I mentioned it to you."

Zhuo Jian helped him recall again.

Fu Yanye was suddenly a little annoyed, glanced at the sofa, and then looked straight at her.

"I promise I won't touch you."

"It's really not necessary, why don't I go and keep your sister company."

Zhuo Jian said that she was about to go down.

Then the ankle was firmly pressed into the sofa by him before it was placed on the ground.

"..."

She liked the sudden warm feeling on her cold ankle, but she had to raise her eyes to look at him, and grabbed his hand with her hand, trying to break it off for him.

"You're at odds with her."

Fu Yanye reminded.

"Let go first, I won't go."

Zhuo Jian was a little anxious.

Fu Yanye saw that her face was flushed abnormally, and looked down at the place where he was holding it.

He was just in a hurry just now, but her ankles are so thin, and...

There was a shallow trace there, and he looked down: "What's wrong with you here?"

"It's okay, let go first."

Zhuo Jian sadly reminded him again.

Instead of letting go, Fu Yanye moved both of her legs onto his own.

Her scars have all been repaired, and you can't see them unless you look carefully.

but……

Fu Yanye just found the trace, and what Yuan Man said suddenly sounded in his mind, Madam was injured, very seriously.

"When the orange was stolen?"

Fu Yanye asked her again.

Zhuo Jian's eyes were clearly blurred, and she bowed her head in default.

She really didn't want to be hypocritical at all, but he was holding her leg like this without letting go, she really wanted to cry for him to see.

"Is it Lin Ruxiang?"

Fu Yanye asked again.

Hearing him mention Lin Ruxiang, Zhuo Jian finally raised his eyes to look at him again, although he couldn't see clearly.

"She found someone, not her own hands."

Zhuo Jian lowered her head and wanted to pull her legs back while talking.

Fu Yanye firmly held her injured front, and then continued to ask her, "What else?"

"Let's not talk about the past anymore, shall we?"

Zhuo Jian asked, which was also a request.

Fu Yanye saw that her eyes were crystal clear, so he didn't ask any more questions, but he didn't talk nonsense, and directly picked her up from the sofa.

Zhuo Jian reflexively raised his hand to hook his shoulder, "What are you doing?"

"If you have a bed but don't sleep on the sofa, those who don't know will think that your brain is not working."

"..."

It's just the two of them in this room, who would know?

Fu Yanye hugged her and put her on the bed, Zhuo Jian remembered that he held her left shoulder: "Stop arguing with me, or do you want us to have something else happen?"

"..."

"I think they could have another sister."

His eyes were cold, and when he spoke, he was not discussing, but threatening.

Zhuo Jian had no choice but to lie there with the back of her head firmly on the pillow.

But his eyes were full of anger, and it didn't disappear.

Fu Yanye looked at her, suddenly not knowing what to do.

She is reluctant to bring up the unpleasant things in the past.

She said she didn't want to treat his wounds because no one had treated hers.

But Fu Yanye suddenly wanted to know how he let Lin Ruxiang live without moving while watching her get hurt.

He clearly knew that he didn't love Lin Ruxiang.

Even if he loses his memory.

Zhuo Jian was frightened by his look, seeing that he didn't know what he was thinking, she reminded in a low voice: "Don't think about it, the doctor said you don't think too much now."

"Have I ever told you that I don't love Lin Ruxiang?"

Fu Yanye came back to his senses, stared at her and asked.

Zhuo Jian choked up, looked at him for a few seconds and then responded softly: "Yes."

Have?

That's good.

Fu Yanye breathed a sigh of relief.

"Go to bed early, you have to go to work tomorrow."

Zhuo Jian then reminded him.

"Ah."

He promised her, but he searched for her palm-sized face. He wanted to know everything that happened to them right away, but damn it, he couldn't remember it at all.

Zhuo Jian looked at him in that position in front of her all the time, turned her face to the side in embarrassment, and said softly, "Fu Yanye, go to sleep."

Only silence was his response to her, and then he slowly bent down.