I don't deserve your love

She stuffed the toothbrush into her mouth and brushed her teeth stupidly, but she still couldn't help but look at him, so that he smiled evilly, and after brushing her teeth, he focused on watching her and waiting for her.

Zhuo Jian was horrified by what he saw, and her movements slowed down unconsciously.

"It's over? Is there anything left?"

After a long time before she was willing to rinse her mouth, Fu Yanye asked in a good-tempered manner.

Zhuo Jian put the toothbrush away, looked at him with dissatisfaction and said, "Fu Yanye, don't think that I dare not make trouble with you because of your birthday. I will tell you clearly now that I am going back to my residence. This is yours too." You promised me back then, if you were a man, you would keep your word and let me go."

Fu Yanye raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of smiles.

All of a sudden, there were so many words, even though they were not good words, but inexplicably, he was suddenly very happy.

Going forward to push her knees away, and pinching her beautiful little chin, "Aren't you clear about whether I am a man or not as a wife?"

"..."

"Or does Madam want me to confirm it again?"

He touched her waist with his other hand, and squeezed it hard through the thick towel.

Zhuo Jian's face suddenly became hot, but she pretended to be very angry, "Fu Yanye, can you stop being so rampant? The birthday song is sung, and the cake is eaten, what else do you want?"

"What do you think I want?"

He pressed his forehead against hers, and his voice became very soft.

After brushing my teeth, the smell of alcohol seems to be gone, and the mint smell is much better.

Zhuo Jian lowered her head, feeling the temperature of his forehead, and it took a long time before she said: "I don't agree."

That sound was stubborn and persistent.

"I know."

Fu Yanye laughed, which was in stark contrast to her stubbornness.

Zhuo Jian didn't know what happened to him, he suddenly seemed to be a different person.

"But from the moment you stepped into the stars, I didn't intend to stay alone in the empty room tonight."

He made it clear to her that he meant it.

He knew that too many of her words tonight were not sincere, and too many of her actions were performances.

But so what?

He wants to be real, and he's going to make it real.

The light in the bathroom is white, illuminating her gentle thin shoulders.

Zhuo Jian gave up, and drew back her long eyelashes.

Fu Yanye touched her forehead again, and held her cheeks with both hands. She lowered her eyes not to look at him, and his eyes gradually dimmed, filled with longing again.

too long.

He wanted to say something to her.

"look at me."

He suddenly reminded with a low voice.

Zhuo Jian didn't want to look at him, so he held her face up.

Zhuo Jian had no choice but to raise her eyes to meet him, only to sink into his deep eyes again.

He said, "I miss you, I miss you so much."

Zhuo Jian felt hot in his heart for no reason, and then tears rolled down his face.

He lifted his chin and kissed her tear-stained lips.

Zhuo Jian was in a daze, and he didn't calm down until he picked her up from the sink.

Soon, she was lying in a soft, illusory world, surrounded by his lips and tongue, and controlled by him physically and mentally.

-

She didn't know what to do, and when she calmed down, she was already on the sofa at home, lighting a cigarette in her hand.

It was the same dress that he took off, and she put it on her body again, with her hair fluffed over her shoulders, adding a layer of hazy beauty to the plain.

Her fingers were slender, and she held a cigarette in her hand, which was even more alluring.

But at this time, she was just a hearty indulgence.

What happened last night is actually vivid.

She sank under him awake.

Is it for his birthday to end perfectly?

Or is it because of his voice that he misses her?

They are husband and wife, and they had a very strong relationship.

She perfected him, and also perfected herself.

But when I think about it the next day, I still find it a little funny.

He kept saying he didn't like it, and pretended to be indifferent for so long, and when he got on the bed, he was beaten back to his original shape.

It turned out that she still likes it very much.

I like it very much.

He was probably drunk last night, and said many times that he missed her and so on.

Zhuo Jian smoked, one puff after another, one after another, trying to regain some sense of reason that she should have.

But last night he was pestering her so much that she seemed to have entered the tunnel of reincarnation. Her hand holding the cigarette trembled a little, and tears gathered in her eyes again, almost unable to hold back.

She tried her best to hold the cigarette between her lips, so as not to burn herself from shaking.

Why is she so excited?

Trembling with excitement?

She looked at her slender hand, but in the end she couldn't find the answer.

When her vision was blurred, she became irrational and calm again. She tried her best to hold her wrist, and then tightly clamped the smoke between her lips.

When the sun rose, she lay on the sofa, as if dead, looking at the roof without any warm sight.

She couldn't see the distance at all, and she didn't know where they were going.

-

At night, Fu Yanye still arrived at Fanxing.

Shen Moli and Liang Yu sat at Chen Xiang's left and right, playing dice, Shen Moli refused to admit defeat, but Liang Yu didn't take her seriously.

After all, Liang Yu is older and has played longer.

The aura of a mature woman is very clear when compared with Shen Moli.

Chen Xiang occasionally watched Shen Moli's state of being in war, which was obviously just for fun, and drank helplessly.

Liang Yu was very serious until Fu Yanye entered Fanxing, but as soon as Fu Yanye appeared, her eyes were attracted away.

"Yan Ye."

In the crowd, she stood up suddenly and called to the figure who was about to go upstairs.

Fu Yanye paused, turned around and saw the three of them, and walked over: "What are you doing?"

"Play with Miss Shen."

When Liang Yu said this, he was bored and decent.

Fu Yanye glanced at Shen Moli, and asked in a deep voice, "Who won?"

"So what if I lose? Has Mr. Fu never lost?"

Shen Moli asked him.

Fu Yanye smiled, "No wonder my wife likes you."

My wife?

Liang Yu couldn't bear these three words in her heart.

Shen Moli stared at him blankly, but Fu Yanye glanced at Chen Xiang, and said lightly: "I finally found him back, cherish it."

Shen Moli was shocked.

After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he left, and Liang Yu went after him.

Shen Moli asked in a daze: "What's wrong with him? Is he Fu Yanye?"

"He has suffered so much that he doesn't cherish it."

"Ok?"

Shen Moli didn't understand anymore.

She couldn't understand Chen Xiang's words at all.

Chen Xiang smiled wryly, and then went to shake her hand.

It's just that Shen Moli suddenly moved her hand away from the original place, held up the phone to turn on the camera function, and kept zooming in on the backs of Liang Yu and Fu Yanye.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to send it to Sister Zhuo Jian. That woman is trying to pester her husband to seduce her again."

"Zhuo Jian is not you, even if you send it to her, she won't care."

Chen Xiang reminded her patiently.

Shen Moli looked at him with a sneer, "There is no one in this world who doesn't care about his man being entangled by other women, some of them just pretend."

"..."

Chen Xiang looked at her and gradually frowned.

"I can say that I can give you to Liang Yu, but Chen Xiang, even if I can really give up, I am not happy in my heart."

How can there be so many people who don't care in this world?

All the indifference and all the cruel words towards the one you love are just for the sake of quick gain, they are all fake.

Shen Moli still sent the photo to Zhuo Jian, then looked at Chen Xiang in a blink of an eye, and asked him, "What do you like about Liang Yu?"

He said, "I don't like Liang Yu."

Chen Xiang looked at her, and what she said made Shen Moli feel that she was sanctimonious.

Shen Moli asked: "Then why are you being led by the nose by her all day long?"

"Shall we make a bet?"

"What bet?"

"You call Zhuo Jian and ask her to catch the rape. If she comes, I will never see Liang Yu again in my life."