I don't deserve your love

"It's not like a child, drinking milk tea and getting mouthfuls!"

Fu Yanye glanced at the milk tea on his fingers and blamed her.

"..."

Zhuo Jian took a tissue from her bag and gave him a cold look.

"You're not a child, and you even robbed your own wife's milk tea!"

The old lady couldn't see him scolding Zhuo Jian, and refuted him while watching the interaction between the two of them.

"She was just testing the poison for me. In fact, she ordered it for me."

After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he looked straight at the person opposite with his black eyes, drinking even more recklessly.

Seeing his majestic appearance, Zhuo Jian had nothing to say, but was a little curious about why he appeared here.

"You're so pretty, baby Jianjian and I don't even know why you're here, tell me, are you looking for someone to follow us?"

The old lady suddenly changed the subject.

When Zhuo Jian heard the old lady ask her doubts, she also stared at him intently.

Fu Yanye quickly noticed that Zhuo Jian was looking at him, and then turned to look at the old lady again: "Didn't you call and say to go to the TV station and ask me to pick you up?"

"Really? Then why did you appear in the milk tea shop?"

The old lady didn't expect to be generalized by her grandson, so she asked again.

"The people on the TV station said that the two of you came out to drink milk tea."

Fu Yanye replied solemnly again.

The old lady glared at him again, then continued drinking her milk tea.

At this time, Fu Yanye unscrewed the lid of the milk tea cup again, and then pushed it in front of Zhuo Jian: "Drink it!"

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"Brat, you're pretending to be a gentleman!"

"I don't want to waste!"

Fu Yanye explained again.

Zhuo Jian didn't speak, but picked up the cup of milk tea and sipped it lightly. The milk tea tasted sweet and mellow in her throat. She looked sideways at the opposite wall, holding back a smile.

Young Master Ye is afraid of wasting?

Are you kidding me?

The mobile phone in the old lady's bag rang, and the old lady casually took out the mobile phone, and suddenly stood up after seeing the number: "Oops, I started calling you and you didn't answer, so I contacted the driver. He was waiting for me outside. I'm leaving, take care of Jian Jian baby for me!"

Zhuo Jian watched the old lady get up with milk tea and bag and followed her. After sending the old lady to the car with Fu Yanye, she looked at Fu Yanye suspiciously. Fu Yanye also gave her a glance and asked: "You really don't have a good memory when you're old!"

Zhuo Jian didn't know whether to tell him what the old lady said on the TV station, but she glanced at her watch and found that it was only two o'clock, so she told him: "I have to go back to the TV station."

"I invite you to play tennis!"

Fu Yanye said to her as if he didn't hear what she said.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"Let's go!"

Fu Yanye held her hand as he spoke, and led her to his car.

Zhuo Jian looked down at the two people's fingers intertwined, and then looked up at him again, her heart beating wildly.

It was the tennis court last time, but this time, it was just the two of them.

After changing into sportswear, the two of them stood in the empty tennis room. Fu Yanye suddenly proposed, "Would you like to make a bet?"

"do not want!"

After hearing this, Zhuo Jian considered for two seconds before making a decision.

She is weak in sports, if she bets with him on sports, she will definitely lose.

"Are you sure? Those who win can make requests at will."

Seeing that she was so determined, Fu Yanye immediately threw out the bait again.

Zhuo Jian was really moved, because she thought of freedom, so she immediately asked him: "What about the loser?"

"Of course it's obedience!"

Fu Yanye said generously.

Zhuo Jianjian thought about it again, but in the end he still didn't dare to bet with him.

There is really no victory in sight.

So it's just exercise.

Zhuo Jian was sweating and her face was flushed. Fu Yanye looked at her and said, "Come play for half an hour every day from now on."

"what?"

"Otherwise, with your small physique, you are likely to die young!"

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at the people who had already walked out in shock, and then quickly chased after them.

Leaving aside those who died prematurely or not, she felt that her arm was going to be crippled.

But Fu Yanye heard the chasing footsteps, turned around to wait for her, and suddenly felt her heart hit hard.

The sports skirt she wears to play tennis already highlights her figure. When she runs, her hair moves and the skirt also moves.

He suddenly thought of those two idioms, swaying and looking bright!

"Where to go next?"

Zhuo Jian ran over and asked him out of breath.

Fu Yanye looked at her, raised his hand and pinched the broken hair on her forehead aside, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Home!"

Zhuo Jian's heart fluttered when she heard the word home, and she looked up at him.

Fu Yanye took her hand again. At this time, his palm was more than warm, holding her hand made her feel hot.

But when she reached the door, Zhuo Jian's cell phone rang, and she took her hand out of Fu Yanye's palm, and when she saw the number, she consciously avoided Fu Yanye to pick it up: "Hello?"

"Zhuo Jian, don't talk nonsense with Fu Yanye, let alone try to be his wife. I don't want any misunderstandings between me and my future son-in-law that shouldn't exist."

It was still Lin Jiaoyang, when Zhuo Jian heard him mention Fu Yanye, she turned her head and glanced at Fu Yanye reflexively, Fu Yanye looked at her with dark black eyes.

Zhuo Jian lowered her head again: "Don't call again!"

Fu Yanye walked over to get her cell phone.

When Zhuo Jian realized it, she immediately hid behind her back and stepped back: "You can't touch my things without my consent."

"who is it?"

Fu Yanye asked directly.

"He made a mistake!"

Zhuo Jian smiled back at him, then put the phone in her pants pocket.

"Don't tell me, right? See if I can get it."

As Fu Yanye spoke, he moved again. When Zhuo Jian got nervous, she subconsciously ran out.

Fu Yanye caught up with her in front of the car and forced her against the car door: "I'll see for myself, or you can tell me, you choose."

"I don't choose!"

Zhuo Jian was disturbed by his breath, but still made a rational decision.

"So you want me to kiss you?"

Fu Yanye said these words domineeringly, and then looked at her lips with dark eyes.

Zhuo Jian was frightened, looking at his staring eyes, she wanted to cover her mouth in the next second, but Fu Yanye firmly grasped her hand first.

"Ok!"

Zhuo Jian's lips hurt and she snorted.

Then her wrists were held by him and forced down behind her waist, and his kiss became more intense and powerful under the sun.

Zhuo Jian felt the traffic coming and going in the parking lot, and even someone passing by, someone was staring at her, so she immediately stopped the movement she wanted to resist, and obediently closed her eyes and let him kiss her.

Fu Yanye liked her obedience very much, and the movements of kissing her gradually became gentle.

Someone did recognize Fu Yanye, but seeing what he was doing, everyone left muttering.

Zhuo Jian blushed with embarrassment when she heard those discussions, and tried to struggle again after those people left.

Fu Yanye held her arm with both hands to prevent her from taking her hand away from his back, but the kiss stopped temporarily: "Suddenly I miss the scene of you kissing me in my arms last time."

"you……"