I don't deserve your love

After half an hour.

Fu Yanye and Zhuo Jian stood in the corridor.

Zhuo Jian habitually put her hands behind her back, lowered her eyebrows and looked at the soles of her feet obediently.

Fu Yanye stared at her for a while, then asked her annoyedly: "I don't even deserve a name in your heart?"

"I just don't want people to misunderstand!"

Zhuo Jian lowered her head and explained.

"Misunderstanding something?"

Fu Yanye asked again.

Only then did Zhuo Jian raise his eyes to look at him, and continued to look away: "I misunderstood that you have a special relationship with me."

"Special? Is the relationship between husband and wife considered special?"

Fu Yanye asked again.

Zhuo Jian found that he was a little aggressive, so she glanced at him again: "It's just such a small matter, why are you so angry?"

"What's there to be angry about? As a husband, how can I not be angry if you cover it up?"

Fu Yanye approached her and squeezed her shoulders with both hands.

Zhuo Jian frowned in pain, and asked him angrily, "Don't you dare to write my number as wife?"

"If so?"

Fu Yanye asked.

Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat, and at that moment she felt like a log.

Fu Yanye then took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and quickly found her note.

Really wife.

Zhuo Jian stared at those two words in astonishment, but couldn't say a word for a while.

"Now you know what you are on my phone, what about you? Shouldn't you change it too?"

"..."

Facing his aggressiveness, Zhuo Jian was stunned for a long time before muttering: "How do I know if you changed it when you went upstairs?"

"Do I have to check the surveillance downstairs to prove my innocence? Let's go to their property right now."

As Fu Yanye spoke, he grabbed her hand and wanted to leave.

Zhuo Jian suddenly came to his senses, bent his knees slightly, did not follow him, and said to him: "I don't need to prove it, can I still believe it?"

Seeing that she was about to cry, Fu Yanye stopped.

Zhuo Jian looked at him with aggrieved and questioning eyes, and soon asked: "Then what did you find here?"

"Take you home and sleep!"

Fu Yanye wanted to question her angrily at first, but in the end, it turned out to be like this.

Zhuo Jian's heart became hot, and he didn't seem to be so repulsive just now, but she quickly lowered her eyes, and her rationality made her ask the unsightly words: "Have you finished taking wedding photos?"

"I won't be the one taking wedding photos with her."

"Who is that?"

Zhuo Jian would never believe what he said.

"That has nothing to do with our husband and wife, come home with me now!"

Fu Yanye went to pull her again as he spoke, Zhuo Jian reacted super quickly this time and put his hands behind his back.

Fu Yanye: "..."

She thought that he would have nothing to do with her?

No wonder people say women are naive.

Fu Yanye went straight up and carried her on his shoulders.

"Fu Yanye..."

"Her bag and her mobile phone are also in it!"

Before Zhuo Jian finished speaking, the door was opened from the inside, and Ouyang Ping, who had been watching the excitement through the cat's eyes, handed her bag out.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"Thanks!"

Fu Yanye took it with a polite and distant sound, and then carried her away.

Zhuo Jian looked at the woman who was waving goodbye to her wanting to cry without tears, only hated herself for being careless in making friends.

Fu Yanye carried her into the car, and Zhuo Jian reflexively wanted to run away.

"You know that you are my defeat in long-distance running and sprinting. Are you sure you can still sit in my car in such neat clothes after being captured by me?"

Fu Yanye held her down and reminded her indifferently.

Zhuo Jian immediately sat inside obediently.

Fu Yanye closed the car door for her and turned to the other side.

Zhuo Jian remembered that when she was a child, she chased him on the playground, and she couldn't catch up no matter how hard she chased.

So sat there deflated, until he suddenly leaned over her chest.

Zhuo Jian tensed subconsciously, her hands in a state of surrender.

Fu Yanye raised his eyes to look at her, "Why?"

"What are you doing?"

Zhuo Jian asked nervously.

Fu Yanye didn't answer her, but then a crisp sound replaced words.

He fastened her seat belt.

Zhuo Jian felt that she was thinking about him a little bit badly, she lowered her head to hide her embarrassment.

Fu Yanye suddenly stopped moving, and just stared straight at her gradually flushing little face.

The car left Ouyang Ping's community after 10 minutes. Ouyang Ping watched from the window and sent Zhuo Jian a WeChat message: "He likes you!"

Zhuo Jian immediately turned off her phone after reading it, but her heart skipped a beat.

He likes her?

Um!He really liked her, her body!

Thinking of this, Zhuo Jian sighed inwardly, then looked out the window.

The car soon arrived downstairs at her house, Zhuo Jian packed her bag: "Xie Ye Shao took me home."

Fu Yanye held her hand in the car: "You don't want to talk to me?"

Zhuo Jian looked back at him, a little unreasonable: "What are we talking about? You go back!"

"You are the best at driving me away."

Fu Yanye squeezed her fingers tightly, his eyes full of helplessness towards her.

"..."

Zhuo Jian raised her long eyelashes and looked at the intertwined fingers of the two, her breath stagnant.

"I bought your villa, but it is in your name."

Fu Yanye didn't criticize her for being ruthless to him anymore, but went straight to the point.

Today she was taken home by Ruxiang, Fu Yanye had a bad feeling that Ruxiang might distort the facts, he had to explain.

Zhuo Jian really looked at him suspiciously: "Did you hang my name?"

"Ok!"

"..."

Zhuo Jian held his breath and looked straight at him.

At this moment, she had some illusions.

"The contract and the real estate certificate are in the apartment opposite. I won't send them to you, but you can get them. They're in the desk drawer in the study."

Fu Yanye continued.

Zhuo Jian still felt unreal, looked at him for a while before asking: "Why did you do this?"

"You are my wife!"

Fu Yanye stared at her without reservation.

"..."

wife?

Zhuo Jian still couldn't accept it.

"I can't let the place that belongs to you belong to someone else."

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at him, gradually sinking into a place she shouldn't be.

Is it impossible to let what belongs to her belong to someone else?

He treats her so well?

"There is no burden."

Fu Yanye looked at her slightly frowning brows and told her.

The corner of Zhuo Jian's mouth twitched, and retorted: "It's no wonder that there is no burden!"

"If not..."

Fu Yanye suddenly squeezed her fingertips tightly.

Zhuo Jian was in a state of confusion, looking at the entangled fingers of the two.

"Give yourself to me?"

Fu Yanye leaned over slightly and whispered in her ear.

Zhuo Jian froze, and subconsciously turned away from him: "You, don't do this!"

"What kind? It's these three words every time, I'm so perfunctory?"

Fu Yanye was still wrapped around her hand, his voice caressed her heart like a warm wind and light rain.

Zhuo Jian also looked at the entangled fingers of the two people who were different in thickness and color, and it took almost half a minute for him to regain his senses. He quickly withdrew his hand from his fingers and said persistently, "I can't be with you." made."

She wanted to leave, but the car door was suddenly locked.