I don't deserve your love

Zhuo Jian looked at his frowning brows, feeling nervous.

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, "Sit down."

"Ok?"

"Sit down beside me."

He opened his long arms, and his voice was low.

Zhuo Jian glanced at his outstretched arms, only to realize that the distance between the two was a bit far, and immediately moved over: "The little one is here."

Fu Yanye looked down at her playful appearance, raised his hand and gently hung the tip of her nose, and said softly, "Naughty."

Zhuo Jian looked up at him in his arms, amused by the word naughty.

Fu Yanye looked at her, feeling impatient, "Do you feel tired?"

"It's okay, it's just that I got a little headache from drinking too much last night."

Zhuo Jian touched her forehead.

Fu Yanye also gently brushed the broken hair on her forehead, lowered his head and put his lips on her forehead, and was willing to leave after a few seconds.

"Let me tell you what you think about this video first?"

"idea?"

"Certainly we can't let her make false accusations."

Fu Yanye reminded her.

Zhuo Jian lay in his arms and hummed, her little hands couldn't help playing the piano on his heart, and discussed in a low voice, "According to what you said, use legal means?"

Fu Yanye smiled gratifiedly, and couldn't help but kiss her again.

I don't know why, but I think she is very close.

Zhuo Jian was blinded by the kiss, and asked her, "Stop kissing, right? I'm afraid I'll catch a cold, and if it infects you, I'll be irresponsible."

"Dare to try irresponsibly."

Fu Yanye pinched her chin, threatened her in a low voice, and kissed her lightly on the lips.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help pursing her lips and smirking at him.

Fu Yanye leaned inside and held her in his arms before continuing: "Let our private lawyer do this."

"Our family's private lawyer? Do we have one at home?"

"What's mine is yours, fool."

Fu Yanye sighed helplessly.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"My people are all your people, and they can be dispatched at any time, understand?"

Fu Yanye said.

"Then can you not let Brother Rui and the others report my whereabouts to you when we are quarreling?"

"Ok?"

"Then I don't have any secrets anymore, it's all under your control."

Zhuo Jian pretended to be wronged.

Fu Yanye quickly understood what was going on, and then tightly circled her: "This matter cannot satisfy you."

"why?"

"I want to keep track of your dynamics."

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at him coquettishly to express her dissatisfaction.

"Don't think about escaping from my sight once you quarrel."

Fu Yanye spoke in a low voice, but he didn't say a word, all with his unique domineering.

Zhuo Jian lowered her head against his heart and rubbed it hard a few times, she was really pissed off by him.

Sometimes very angry, but sometimes helpless, she put her arms around his waist, "Fu Yanye, just bully me."

"Last night? You begged me last night."

"Fu Yanye, you..."

Zhuo Jian was frightened and immediately raised her hand to cover his mouth, not allowing him to speak nonsense.

"We are husband and wife, what does it matter if you beg me?"

"I drank too much last night, you are not allowed to mention this again."

Zhuo Jian simply covered his mouth with both hands, frowning and said to him.

It felt like he would talk about this matter for a long time in the future, her old face would be ashamed to death.

Fu Yanye took her hand away and put it on his waist, looked at her delicate and delicate, and said to her: "It's true."

"what?"

"I love it to death."

"..."

Zhuo Jian froze, but then greeted him with a gentle kiss.

After last night, the relationship between the two seemed to heat up rapidly. She put her arms around his neck limply and kissed him.

"Mommy..."

Upstairs, the little guy hugged the book and looked down. Through the gap, he saw his parents shut up silently after kissing.

And Zhuo Jian quickly pushed Fu Yanye away, raised his eyes, "Huh?"

No one was seen.

But she heard her own heartbeat, thumping, very strong.

Fu Yanye glanced upstairs, but saw his son.

Chengcheng went to the steps and sat down, held the book and stretched out a hand through the gap, "I'm here."

His mommy is nearsighted and can't see him. He has to help mommy.

Zhuo Jian got up immediately, "I'm going to accompany my son."

"what about me?"

Fu Yanye quickly grabbed her two fingers to prevent her from walking.

"You? You go cook."

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, her eyes full of spoiled looks.

Fu Yanye looked at her with half-closed black eyes, but the corners of his mouth were already raised.

Who said that a woman who likes to make is annoying?

Why is his wife so cute?

Fu Yanye sighed, touched his empty arms, her temperature disappeared quickly, he got up and went to prepare dinner with his aunt.

But there is a problem with his cooking. Auntie has to stand outside.

He didn't allow his aunt to go in.

Zhuo Jian went upstairs and sat on the steps with Cheng Cheng. Cheng Cheng put the new book she was reading in front of her: "Mommy, how do you spell this word?"

"Look, Mommy."

Zhuo Jian hugged him and told him to spell it out word by word.

After reading it, Cheng Cheng couldn't help but smirked and complained, "Mummy, you are so stupid."

"Mom is stupid? Then why are we Chengcheng so smart?"

"Daddy's smarter, Daddy."

Chengcheng told her happily.

"Ah, is that so? Then your daddy listens to mommy."

"Daddy loves Mommy."

Orange Orange said with a smile.

"..."

Zhuo Jian suddenly became quiet, but the gentle smile in her eyes remained unchanged, she couldn't help but hug him into her arms, the little guy who almost died that year is already so sensible now.

His dad loves her more.

is it?

Zhuo Jian looked towards the kitchen downstairs. Although she couldn't see anything, she could still imagine him cooking in the kitchen with half of his sleeves rolled up. Everything he did was organized, very attractive and eye-catching. .

Does he love her like that?

"Don't say Mommy is stupid again."

After Zhuo Jian came back to her senses, she pretended to be serious and stared at him for orders.

Chengcheng raised her hand to cover her small mouth, but she couldn't hide the smile in her pure eyes.

"bad boy."

As bad as your dad was.

Didn't he treat her as a little fool when he was a child?

Thinking of the way he looked at her when he was a child, fortunately she was five years younger than him, otherwise, he probably really took her for a fool at that time.

Before going to bed, Zhuo Jian received a message, so she nestled in the sofa by the window and turned on her mobile phone to read it.

"Borrow a few reliable and seasoned reporters, NO.13 at one o'clock in the morning, occupying the house."

It's an unfamiliar number, but it's Zhanjia.

Not long after, a shock came to her mind, it was Zhang Mingmei.

She looked at the message carefully and confirmed again.

"looking at what?"

After taking a bath, Fu Yanye walked to the sofa in a dark silk pajamas, sat down beside her, hugged her in his arms, pressed her face gently against her hair, and asked.

"It should be Miss Mingmei."

Zhuo Jian naturally leaned into his arms, and showed him her own message in a soft, thoughtful voice.

Fu Yanye glanced at the message and said, "Lao La, it seems that she is going to make a move."