I don't deserve your love

Fu Yanye got up, took the wine screwdriver himself, and Zhuo Jian subconsciously went to hold the wine bottle.

Fu Yanye glanced at her and opened the wine.

Zhuo Jian took his hand away after he pulled out the cork.

Ouyang Ping and Li Yuqing watched Zhuo Jian cooperate with Fu Yanye in a not sober state, and each had their own thoughts.

Fu Yanye refilled Ouyang Ping's wine first, then Li Yuqing, and finally himself, using Zhuo Jian's wine glass.

With a calm and restrained voice, he said, "The last cup, I'll drink it with you two on her behalf, and then let's go!"

Ouyang Ping knew what a real gentleman was at that moment.

Fu Yanye carries that kind of noble temperament in every gesture, he is obviously majestic, the richest and most authoritative among all the people here, not only the youngest rich man in this city, but also the husband of the hostess of this house , but he was still able to pour them wine freely after seeing all this.

The point is, his posture of pouring wine is full of extravagance.

If it wasn't for Lin Ruxiang's pregnancy, Ouyang Ping really wanted to persuade Zhuo Jian to turn a blind eye and just live with him like this.

"Then let's end tonight's carnival so happily, let's raise our glasses!"

Ouyang Ping watched him fill the wine glass, then raised her own glass.

"You don't need to replace it, we don't drink anymore!"

Li Yuqing didn't appreciate it.

Ouyang Ping: "..."

Fu Yanye stared at him with black eyes, the two men didn't want to see each other, and the intersection of their eyes was like the shadow of swords and swords.

Zhuo Jian turned to look at Li Yuqing and asked, "Didn't we agree to drink more?"

"You're drunk and need a good rest."

Li Yuqing told her gently.

Zhuo Jian's eyes moved, and then he looked at the wine on the table dully.

"Then I won't keep two more!"

Fu Yanye glanced at Li Yuqing.

Li Yuqing also looked at Fu Yanye and said, "I think Mr. Fu should leave with us."

Fu Yanye couldn't help laughing, and said, "Mr. Li thinks he can sneak in?"

"In any case, Ah Jian has the right to choose freely. She can choose anyone, but the premise is that you should not force her."

Li Yuqing continued.

"Forcing? Did you know that I witnessed her birth when I was five years old? Did you know that I was the first person she confessed to? Her first husband, including the father of her first child, will all be me."

Fu Yanye took his time and gave a firm reminder.

Of course Li Yuqing was stimulated by these words, but he was unwilling to give in at this moment.

Li Yuqing wanted to take Zhuo Jian out of his sea of ​​suffering, looked down at Zhuo Jian and asked, "Ah Jian, do you want him?"

Zhuo simply glanced at Li Yuqing, and then at the man standing on the other side.

His dark eyes seemed to be threatening her, saying that if you dare to say no, you will die.

Zhuo Jian smiled slightly, "I don't want it! I, Zhuo Jian, don't care for men used by other women!"

It was obvious that someone had injected a strong anesthetic into her mind, but when she made a choice, she was so clear-headed.

Ouyang Ping quickly picked up her bag, and then stepped forward to pull Li Yuqing: "Let's go, if we don't go, there will be a world war."

Li Yuqing still didn't want to leave, but why didn't Ouyang Ping give him a step?

Li Yuqing knew well that no matter how much trouble Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye had, even if it was a fierce fight, Fu Yanye's position in Zhuo Jian's heart was irreplaceable.

Even if she can say such decisive words.

Seeing them both leave, Zhuo Jian couldn't help standing up immediately: "Hey, you two..."

Fu Yanye took a step forward, his black eyes caught hers straight.

Zhuo Jian sat back down again, and looked at him dully: "What are you staring at me for?"

"Do you know what day it is tonight?"

Fu Yanye suddenly approached her, and put his left hand lightly on the back of her chair.

Zhuo Jian rolled her big clear eyes and said, "Christmas Eve!"

"Didn't you see the message I sent?"

Fu Yanye asked again.

"I see!"

Zhuo Jian rolled her beautiful big eyes again, and replied foolishly.

"Why didn't you come back when you saw it?"

Fu Yanye had a cold face.

"Why do you want to go back? You don't love me!"

Zhuo Jian looked at him with big eyes, delicate and stubborn.

Fu Yanye couldn't help pressing the tip of his tongue against his back teeth, trying to hold back his breath to keep himself from getting angry.

"You should reply one out of politeness."

He thought about it and said so.

"All right, then I'll go back."

Zhuo Jian felt that what he said made sense, and searched the table with her eyes, but she still couldn't find it, so she couldn't help but let out a 'huh' and said, "Where's my mobile phone?"

Fu Yanye looked at her like this, and he didn't know why it hurt like a needle prick.

He raised his hand to pinch her chin and made her look at him again. Zhuo Jian's eyes were always a little dull, because the alcohol had completely drowned her spirit.

"How many times have I told you not to drink so much alcohol, why don't you listen?"

"I didn't drink much, the three of us just drank two bottles."

It's just that the wine that Ouyang Ping brought today is a bit high.

"Do you know what it means to be drunk in front of a man?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

Zhuo Jian couldn't figure it out, she didn't even understand what it meant to be drunk in front of a man.

"It means you want to seduce him."

Fu Yanye quickly gave an answer.

Zhuo Jian's long eyelashes fluttered twice, and she stared eagerly at his dark eyes.

Fu Yanye's behavior towards her at this time can be expressed with heartburn.

Every little move of hers can stir up waves in his heart, and he couldn't help muttering: "Zhuo Jian, you need to know how to respect yourself, understand?"

"I don't understand! Why am I not self-respecting?"

Zhuojian asked him dumbly.

In this quiet space, some things seemed to stay there well, but cracks appeared.

"You are not self-respecting when you are drunk in front of Li Yuqing, and you are not allowed to make yourself like this in front of him in the future. Am I clear enough?"

"Only those who love me can control me!"

Zhuo Jian's low sentence was extremely stubborn.

Fu Yanye held back his breath again, but the look in her eyes became sharper.

"And, what's wrong with me?"

It's just that he drank a few more drinks during the festival, and the two friends around him are friends who won't harm her, so why is he so unpleasant?

Fu Yanye gently rubbed her chin with his hand, straightened his waist, looked down at her with dark eyes for a while, and then suddenly sneered: "Your appearance annoys me."

"Nobody bothers you, you go..."

All right!

Before she could say the next two words, he suddenly lowered his head and blocked her mouth.

Then suck hard.

Zhuo Jian subconsciously held her breath, and immediately hooked his neck to pay him back after tasting the blood.

Fu Yanye ate in pain, and ate even harder.

But soon, he ate something salty.

her tears.

She silently shed tears.

Fu Yanye stopped slowly, and when his black eyes looked at her again, there was eagerness in boredom, restraint in eagerness, and pain.

Zhuo Jian was so delicate, she looked straight at him with teary eyes: "You want me, don't you?"

Fu Yanye wanted to resist, but he didn't allow it in his heart. He said, "Yes!"

Zhuo Jian sniffed, and then began to unbutton her shirt.

Fu Yanye looked at her, watching her trembling and excitedly making clumsy movements and unconsciously frowning: "What are you doing?"

"Here! As long as you disappear from my face in the future!"

Zhuo Jian said.