I don't deserve your love

"I'm worried!"

All the excuses I thought were thrown away at this moment.

He just felt that the blood in his whole body was surging. If he wanted to care about this woman, why did he rely on lies?

When Zhuo Jian heard this, her eyes immediately became moist.

"Fu Yanye, if you don't get a divorce, I will sue you!"

She didn't know why she said it, was she afraid that he would be nice to her again?Or are you afraid that you will fall and remind yourself that your relationship with him will end?

"Death will never leave!"

Fu Yanye said, then put his arms around her, and pressed her against his cold body.

Zhuo Jian felt that his body was really comfortable, and she had no strength left to struggle, so she just lay on her stomach.

Fu Yanye looked down at her, the word sue was like a sharp dagger, piercing his chest fiercely, but he could bear it.

If you don't die, you can endure it!

"I've loved you for so many years, why didn't you want me in those years?"

Zhuo Jian couldn't help murmuring.

Why now?

When you are going to marry Ruxiang.

When Ruxiang was pregnant!

Apart from the reason that he likes the new and hates the old, she can't find anything else, really can't.

"Ruxiang's child is not mine!"

Fu Yanye's voice was dark.

After hearing this, Zhuo Jian couldn't help laughing bitterly, raised her head, and stared at him with teary eyes: "Whose is that?"

The whole world knows that Ruxiang is his woman, who else would dare to touch Ruxiang?

"Wang Rui!"

Fu Yanye didn't know if she would believe it, but he didn't want to hide it from her.

Otherwise, what if she really wants to go to court?

He dare not underestimate the power of this little woman's resistance.

Zhuo Jian suddenly couldn't laugh, and couldn't help asking him: "How can you do this? Just don't want to be responsible, and put the blame on Wang Rui. If you say that, how can you make that woman who has loved you for so many years feel embarrassed?"

"I guess you won't believe it!"

Fu Yanye was somewhat indifferent.

Zhuo Jian left him disappointed, turned sideways to the kitchen, and said indifferently: "You go! You don't deserve to be here."

"Okay! I'll go!"

Seeing how unfeeling she was, Fu Yanye nodded, then turned around and strode out.

He came to the wrong place!

He worried for a day, the result?

Is this the result?

Fu Yanye walked to the door and stopped suddenly.

A flash of lightning came in from the window, and Fu Yanye suddenly turned his head, his black eyes staring straight inside.

Then he turned around again, walked to the sofa, took off his coat and put it on the edge of the sofa, and walked in again with big strides.

Zhuo Jian heard the movement and raised her eyes to look in that direction.

He actually came back again?

Fu Yanye didn't say anything at all, walked up to her with a cold face, then bent down and picked her up from the chair.

Zhuo Jian put an arm behind his shoulder, staring at him with clear eyes: "Why are you back again?"

Fu Yanye didn't return to her, but continued to hug her tightly to the bedroom.

Zhuo Jian felt that something was wrong, he was in a rage now, and the eyes that looked at him became more defensive and vigilant.

Fu Yanye threw her on the bed, stared at her with murderous eyes, and began to untie his shirt with sexy fingers.

Zhuo Jian's painful waist was numb, and she couldn't help getting up and backing away: "Fu Yanye, why are you crazy?"

"You'll know!"

Fu Yanye only tossed these five words to her, then bent down and grabbed her tiny ankles, and dragged her back to lie in the middle of the big bed.

The woman whose face was already ugly because of the fever was even more ugly now, especially when he was in front of her in the blink of an eye, breathing heavily and coldly in front of her face, Zhuo Jian turned her face sideways in fright, and closed her eyes tightly.

Fu Yanye grabbed her wrist and raised it over her head: "Why don't we even have the most basic trust between us? Why don't you believe what I say?"

"Don't do this, you..."

Zhuo Jian tried to convince him.

But she said that she wanted to sue those two words, which deeply stimulated him.

Before he finished speaking, Fu Yanye lowered his head and bit her chin, and then moved up little by little until he reached her lips.

Zhuo Jian conditioned reflexive resistance, hesitating for a long time, until she tasted the taste of blood, her closed eyes slightly loosened, and all movements stopped.

He bit her lip.

Then suck like hell!

Zhuo Jian was in so much pain that she didn't dare to react, but the hand held above her head was unconsciously clenched into a fist.

pain!

From the lips to the heart.

Fu Yanye felt that she was no longer resisting so much, and then gradually slowed down again, kissed lightly, sucked slowly, and sucked all the blood from her lips into his own mouth.

The taste of blood is addictive.

There were tears running down the corners of Zhuo Jian's eyes, hitting into her hair.

She could feel the emotional change of the man on her body, and felt his kiss gradually shift from between her lips and teeth to other places.

On her skin, he had already left marks countless times.

Zhuo Jian only felt that there was darkness in front of her eyes.

If he really wants to step on two boats, what can she do?

She lost the divorce lawsuit before it even started.

Run away!

She even had such an idea in her heart.

Anyway, her parents have passed away, so where is she going?

If you live in a place long enough, that place becomes home.

Zhuo Jian comforted herself like this, and then continued to feel his kiss from her ear to her neck.

Fu Yanye stopped shortly after, holding her delicate body gently, and looked up at her: "Why don't you resist?"

"I can't beat you!"

she said in a hoarse voice.

After hearing this, Fu Yanye lowered her forehead into the crest of her neck: "Zhuo Jian, we grew up together, can Lin Ruxiang destroy all your previous trust in me?"

Fu Yanye still didn't want to believe this fact.

In the dim space, Zhuo Jian heard her heart ache, and responded to him: "Yes!"

So where he just touched, he took another bite.

Her thin collarbone.

In the dark night, people will get lost!

Zhuo Jian heard her heart, and didn't resist his touch in the slightest.

Obviously trying to find ways to divorce every day.

He clearly knew that he and Ru Xiang had become like that.

Is it cheap?

Zhuo Jian felt sorry for herself.

Fu Yanye pinched the thin skin on her waist, gnawed at her bones, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"pain!"

Zhuo Jian just answered subconsciously.

The sound is particularly weak in a dark environment.

"Why do you still treat me like this?"

As Fu Yanye asked, he arched his strong narrow waist.

Zhuo Jian felt a little cold on her body, but soon his cold body covered her again.

The two people's skin is close to each other, so it is not cold.

The phone he dropped on the bed rang, and he turned over and lay on one side, hugged her, glanced at the number, kissed her neck, and connected: "What's the matter?"

"When on earth are we going to have our wedding? I'm afraid it won't happen."

"Then go to hell!"

After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he wanted to hang up the phone.

But the other side said anxiously: "Yan Ye, I will not give birth to this child."

"It has nothing to do with me."

Fu Yanye felt that Zhuo Jian's little hand started to push him as soon as he was let go, so he snorted deliberately: "Baby, don't be so anxious."

"Yan Ye, are you with Zhuo Jian?"

On the other end of the phone, Ruxiang restrained the urge to kill and asked him.

"Otherwise who else?"

As Fu Yanye said, he gently kissed her skin.