I don't deserve your love

Zhuo Jian didn't hear what he said clearly, and when she wanted to ask, she heard his cell phone ring, so she shut up.

She thought it was Lin Ruxiang.

Because he took the call and left, but...

"Hi sir, I am the cleaner of Gold Medal Housekeeping."

"Well! Put on the shoe covers before you come in, clean the bathroom first, and throw away all the clothes in it!"

Fu Yanye gave orders.

"Yes!"

The housekeeping staff pulled out their own disposable shoe covers and put them on.

Zhuo Jian heard him talking to someone and ran out by herself. Seeing the person who entered her house with tools, she couldn't help asking: "Who are you?"

"I'm……"

"I'm here to clean, go get busy!"

Fu Yanye ordered without waiting for anyone to finish speaking.

Zhuo Jian looked suspiciously at the cleaner entering her bathroom, and then silently looked at Fu Yanye: "You hired the housekeeper?"

"I asked Secretary Wu to invite me! You rest for a while, I'll go and have a look!"

"Look at what?"

Zhuo Jian couldn't help following, and stood with him at the door of the bathroom.

"All the corners inside must be disinfected. Your leader should have explained this to you, right?"

"Sir and wife, don't worry, our leaders have said that every corner must be clean, even the roof will be disinfected and sterilized for you."

The cleaning staff in their 40s replied with a good temper.

Fu Yanye heard the word "wife", glanced at that person, and finally nodded slightly satisfied.

Zhuo Jian also felt that those two words were a bit heartbreaking, but she paid more attention to the matter of disinfection and sterilization.

In fact, there are no bacteria in her house!

Looking at the clothes that had been thrown into the garbage bag by the cleaning staff, she couldn't bear it anymore, and pointed to the bag and said, "Just throw away the men's clothes, and take out the women's clothes for me."

She just bought that one not long ago. It was specially bought for wearing in the studio, and it was quite expensive.

Fu Yanye looked at her: "You don't want to be obedient anymore, do you?"

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"You young couple are really interesting. You can decide for yourself. I'm going to start cleaning now."

The cleaning staff closed the door after saying that.

The two stood outside the door and looked at each other. Zhuo Jian knew that he was obsessed with cleanliness. She had vomited on his clothes, and he would definitely not wear them again, so she told him: "Just throw away your own clothes. Why did you throw mine away?"

"Didn't someone else touch the clothes?"

"..."

Only then did Zhuo Jian understand why he threw her clothes away, and she didn't agree with him in her heart, but she thought of another thing and couldn't help asking him: "Why do you seem to know every detail?"

"That's in Starlight!"

Fu Yanye reminded her.

Zhuo Jian suddenly understood, and then fell silent again.

Seeing him still standing there after a while, Zhuo Jian asked him curiously: "You don't have to go to work today?"

Fu Yanye glanced at her: "It's useful, but there's no rush!"

Zhuo Jian felt tired, and she didn't want to accompany him to stand for punishment, so she said: "Then you can do whatever you want, and I'll go back and lie down for a while."

After tossing around for so long, she is really exhausted, her brain cells seem to be dead, and she urgently needs to be recharged.

Seeing her enter the next bedroom, Fu Yanye was moved and couldn't help but look in.

Zhuo Jian threw herself on the bed, pulled the quilt over herself, hugged the pillow and was ready to fall asleep.

Fu Yanye was a little distracted, but he glanced at the door of the bathroom, worried that the man would not be able to do his job well, so he kept standing outside.

Zhuo Jian quickly fell asleep.

The cleaning staff was directed by Fu Yanye to work for two hours and finally escaped.

As soon as the door was closed, Fu Yanye also felt relieved of the burden. While thinking that he would not find someone from this company to work in the future, he couldn't help looking at the bedroom.

She fell asleep, and slept soundly.

In fact, he hasn't slept well these days.

She said that she hated him and wouldn't let him go to her again. He lived on the verge of life and death tortured by these two sentences every day, and couldn't sleep or eat.

-

It was almost noon when Zhuo Jian woke up again, and felt a little heavy on her waist.

The long, warped eyelashes slowly opened, and then lowered her eyes!

The extra skinny and slender hands on her body made her heart tremble violently, and then she turned her head and looked back.

Fu Yanye?

How is he here?

sleeping next to her?

Zhuo Jian was so frightened that her hair was all over, and she immediately wanted to bounce away from him.

But then his body was hooked into his warm arms: "Sleep a little longer!"

Zhuo Jian's voice was dry, and she lay in his arms in fear, her voice trembling: "Ye, Young Master Ye!"

Fu Yanye's black eyes moved when he heard that distant address.

As in a dream, he squeezed her slender waist against him again, then pressed his forehead against the top of her head, and continued to sleep.

Zhuo Jian didn't dare to move, not even to breathe.

But the psychological pressure is getting bigger and bigger.

He was actually hugging her to sleep!

Although it is not the first time!

But when she thought of Ruxiang, she wished she could kick him eight feet away.

So she turned her head to look at him later, but his brows were slightly frowned, and he looked extremely tired, and she felt a twinge in her heart, what exactly did he say in the kitchen at that time?

She was a little angry that she didn't hear clearly, until his cell phone rang next to his pillow.

It was a little noisy, but before Zhuo Jian could react, he had already opened his eyes.

"what time is it?"

He asked in a hoarse voice.

Zhuo Jian glanced at her watch and replied, "Ten ten past eleven!"

Fu Yanye got up, picked up the phone and glanced at it, then picked it up in deep thought: "What's the matter?"

"Yan Ye, last time I was bad, I apologize to you, you know, because my condition got worse, sometimes I was a little bit extreme, can you forgive me?"

"I didn't take it to heart!"

Fu Yanye said lightly.

"Really? That's great. I knew you wouldn't blame me. Let's have dinner together at noon, shall we? If you want, I can also call Ah Jian. I may have scared her last time. It's a gift." She apologized."

Ruxiang discussed with him excitedly.

Fu Yanye looked aside and saw that the person who was about to make amends was about to slip away quietly, so he immediately grabbed him.

Zhuo Jian was held down by his shoulders, and she fell directly on his long legs.

In an instant, she stared at him with big eyes. Fu Yanye pinched her face, and said to the person on the phone: "I'll ask her, is Wang Rui there?"

"Wang Rui is here, you, are you with Ah Jian?"

Ruxiang asked tentatively.

"Well! Yes!"

Fu Yanye stared at the woman on his lap, and answered affirmatively.

The other end was silent for a while, and then said weakly: "Okay, then I'll wait for your call! Yan Ye, you must come!"

"understood!"

Fu Yanye hung up the phone, gently put the phone aside, and then held her pretty face.

Zhuo Jian felt that she was being squeezed so much that her saliva would flow out.

Fu Yanye looked at her stupid look but couldn't help but smiled, and said, "Looking at it this way, it's... really ugly!"

"..."

Zhuo Jian was a little annoyed.

It is said that this posture and distance look at a person is the ugliest, as expected.

She immediately struggled to get up, but was firmly controlled by him, and then he lowered his head to get close to her.

Zhuo Jian subconsciously held her breath, her eyes were about to pop out.

His sexy and tender thumb gently rubbed her lips, his dark eyes drooped, and he continued to comment: "But this mouth is still very attractive!"

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small theater:

The heroine: "Fu Yanye just because you call me ugly, I will make you unable to sleep, believe it or not?"

Male protagonist: "I don't believe it!"

Female lead: "#￥%...&*￥￥#..."