I don't deserve your love

"Don't ask me whether I love you or not in the future."

Zhuo Jian looked at him seriously.

"..."

Fu Yanye couldn't answer, there were gentle stars in her eyes, touching his heart that seemed to be frozen for thousands of years.

"Can you agree?"

Zhuo Jian couldn't find the answer in his eyes, so he could only ask again.

"Do you want me to take care of you personally?"

Fu Yanye asked with a smile.

"of course not."

Zhuo Jian's heart trembled, but she still refused readily.

"If not, why do you ask me?"

Fu Yanye asked directly.

Sometimes some words are blurted out and cannot be controlled.

"Then don't hug me."

Zhuo Jian was angry.

"What's wrong with me hugging my own wife?"

Fu Yanye asked again.

"Of course there is a problem. You forgot your wife. Now we are strangers to each other."

"stranger?"

Fu Yanye frowned.

"Ah."

"Strangers are not like us."

He was not happy with words like stranger, but he still carried her inside.

It's the restroom.

He put her down, "wash your hands first."

Zhuo Jian looked at him angrily, and stood sideways ignoring him.

Soon, she heard the sound of running water after the faucet was turned on.

That's right, anyone might forget to wash their hands after eating, but Fu Yanye couldn't.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help looking into the washbasin, he washed very seriously.

Fu Yanye casually moved his hands to the west, and gave her a lukewarm look in the blink of an eye, "Wash your hands first, let's eat."

"..."

Zhuo Jian was furious, but for some reason, she turned around, turned on another faucet beside him, and washed her hands.

She was just angry, and for a moment, she thought she could make him promise her.

Hey!

I still want to be simple.

Fu Yanye took out a piece of paper and wiped his hands. As usual, he wiped every finger slowly.

After Zhuo Jian washed her hands, she also took out a piece of paper to wipe her hands.

is a habit.

After being together for many years, I will be like him, wiping my fingers clean one by one, even if I am angry, the speed is a little faster, but a drop of water will not be let go.

Fu Yanye watched her movements, and there was a different emotion in his black eyes.

Zhuo Jian didn't find anything wrong, but wanted to go out angrily.

Failed to make him agree to his request, failure.

At that moment, he was particularly easy to talk to.

What about her?

Make a request because he is easy to talk to?

You thought you could be pampered and spoiled, but in the end, you were rejected, right?

Zhuo Jian's expression became more and more pampered, but when she was about to leave, she took only one step and was stopped.

With his long arms, he stopped her easily.

Zhuo Jian looked down at his arm covering her chest, and asked in a blunt voice, "What are you doing?"

"Angry?"

Fu Yanye looked at her with black eyes and asked patiently.

Zhuo Jian turned to look at the wall, "Don't dare to be angry with Mr. Fu."

"Can't I promise? Don't be angry."

He coaxed softly.

A warm current passed through Zhuo Jian's heart, and she looked up at him, still angry.

Why not say yes from the start.

Fu Yanye's hand gently held her shoulder, and with a little force, he brought her to his side.

Zhuo Jian didn't expect that when he exerted his strength slowly, his heels were unsteady and he was about to fall to one side.

Fu Yanye simply held her plump waist, and pulled her into his arms with a clever trick.

Zhuo Jian folded her arms against his chest, looked at him with tender eyes and resentment, "What are you doing?"

"There are so many things I want to do."

He looked down at her, his tone was obviously gentle, but it made people nervous.

Zhuo Jian looked at him holding her breath, not knowing how to continue this topic for a moment.

Fu Yanye looked at her long eyelashes, and then down, the gentle bridge of the nose, and the soft lips, all of which made him want to touch and kiss.

But as she said, they are not familiar enough to each other.

Fu Yanye remembered the last time he kissed her, and the time he was sick, he wanted to taste more, but would she be unhappy.

I don't know how long it took, Zhuo Jian felt that his vision was much darker, the temperature of his chest in his hand was getting hotter and hotter, and his heartbeat was getting stronger and stronger.

She was suddenly dumbfounded.

Until his facial features were magnified in front of her eyes, she suddenly came back to her senses, and leaned her head back against his chest to keep a distance: "What are you doing?"

Fu Yanye stopped, disappointed, but he could only restrain himself, "I want to kiss you."

"kiss Me?"

Zhuo Jian is further away.

But her hand pushed his chest, as if touching and teasing, and his heart was already itchy.

"Yes."

He readily admitted.

"No."

She glanced at him several times, she wanted to agree, she even wanted to kiss him immediately, to let him know the beauty of kissing.

But in the end, reason prevailed.

Fu Yanye was defeated again. She was weak and her blood sugar was unstable. He didn't dare to stimulate her anymore, but he still couldn't help asking her, "At least give me a chance to take care of you and let me do my best as a husband." Father's duty."

Zhuo Jian stared straight at him again when she heard this.

Is his tolerance for her all because of her husband and father?

That's right, he'd forgotten all about it, and it's only been a few days since he met her again, so what kind of feelings could he have?

It can only be an obligation.

Zhuo Jian was unconsciously lost, and her eyes gradually drooped.

"The doctor also said that you can't leave people around you."

Fu Yanye looked at her with unconscious indulgence and tolerance in his eyes.

"You can ask Yuan Man to accompany me. Anyway, you have done your duty by paying the money."

"Is money and me equal to you?"

Fu Yanye looked at her and asked seriously.

Zhuo Jian looked at him again, but finally she could only turn her head away: "Almost."

"They all say you love me."

Fu Yanye looked at her, and suddenly gave a firm voice.

Zhuo Jian's heart trembled, and then she looked up at him.

Involuntary breathing becomes weak.

They all said she loved him.

He can't feel it himself, he can only rely on what others say.

"When others say that the child in my belly belongs to someone else, you think it's not yours. When someone says I have an affair with someone else, you beat them up. If someone says I love you, you think I love you." ?”

Zhuo Jian lowered her head and was even more lost after she finished speaking.

"..."

Fu Yanye's thin lips moved slightly, but in the end he was unable to speak.

"Don't you have feelings of your own?"

Seeing his silence, Zhuo Jian asked him with a breath in her heart, her voice was hoarse.

"Have."

Fu Yanye came back.

"what?"

The two looked at each other, she was disappointed and angry, while he was rational and cold.

"I want to be close to you."

"..."

Zhuo Jian froze suddenly.

"Want to share your bed with you, or even have a relationship."

Yes, he said what was on his mind.

Zhuo simply stared at him, unable to speak.

How come, sharing the same bed and having a relationship?

She was asking about feelings.

"This is how I feel about you. The more I see you, the more I want to be close to you, the more I want to take care of you, and I even want to argue with you. When you are unreasonable..."

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes and stopped suddenly.