I don't deserve your love

Ouyang Ping looked at the thirst for knowledge in her eyes, and knew that she wanted to know more, but there were some things that really hurt her heart.

"Because sometimes I am not by your side. For example, when there is a problem between the three of you, I can only say that I believe in Fu Yanye's feelings for you. Only Fu Yanye can talk about the various things between the three of you. Here you go."

"What about Lin Ruxiang?"

"Her, you have to ask Fu Yanye too."

After leaving Ouyang Ping's place, Zhuo Jian has been a little unhappy.

But that gloom suddenly disappeared when he saw Fu Yanye downstairs at Ouyang Ping's house.

She couldn't help but ran to him, "Why did you come here in person?"

"Take you home."

He took her hand and stroked her hair.

Zhuo Jian said softly: "Well, then let's go back."

"What delicious food will Lawyer Ouyang give you?"

"noodle."

"Like it?"

"Of course I like it."

The rice cooked by my friend is simple but very comfortable to eat.

But Fu Yanye stopped suddenly before getting into the car, looked at her in a blink of an eye, and said softly, "I said, do you like me?"

"..."

How could Zhuo Jian have expected that this was what he was asking, she smiled shyly and politely at him.

"Is that a difficult question to answer?"

Fu Yanye frowned.

"of course not."

Zhuo Jian thought for a while and answered him immediately.

"Then why are you giggling?"

He understands how to deal with him with her signature gentle smile.

"Um……"

"Do you like it or not?"

"I like it, of course I like it."

Zhuo Jian was forced to speak out.

Like these two words are not so difficult to say.

Moreover, she never concealed her liking for him.

Especially during this time, ever since she knew that he was her husband, she had looked at him blatantly, and had almost no reservations about him.

She doesn't believe that he can't see that she likes him.

Fu Yanye was finally satisfied when he heard the voice of liking, "Get in the car."

"Oh."

Zhuo Jian still smiled and got into the car.

Fu Yanye drove her in front, and Wang Rui and Yuan Man followed behind. Yuan Man couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Have you noticed that our wife's eyes are all about our boss now?"

"I only see that our boss is full of madam."

Wang Rui is very serious.

Yuan Man turned to look at him, "Cut."

Wang Rui also looked at her and smiled.

Men and women look at problems differently. He doesn't feel that he is wrong, nor does he feel that his wife is wrong.

Fu Yanye drove the car to Shengyuan.

Zhuo Jian watched the car turning into Sheng Yuan, and couldn't help asking him: "Why don't you go home?"

"There's a meeting tomorrow morning, it's more convenient here."

"Oh."

It turned out to be the case.

She still thought he was trying to dawdle again, and then, um...

What is she thinking?

After Zhuo Jian realized that she was thinking wildly, she immediately blushed, and then quickly turned her head to look out the window.

When Wang Rui and Yuan Man stopped the car, Fu Yanye took Zhuo Jian's hand and entered the car.

After Wang Rui got off the car, he also went to help Yuan Man open the car door, and asked her to come out. Yuan Man looked at him, "Why are you such a gentleman today?"

"I thought you liked it."

Wang Rui said.

"It's a dislike to say that."

Yuan Man strode inside.

Wang Rui frowned, but he was still in a good mood.

It's just that Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye were standing in the elevator, Zhuo Jian suddenly had some strange thoughts in his mind, then turned around and looked up at him, "Fu Yanye."

"Ok?"

"We're in the elevator, how many times have we kissed?"

"Ok?"

Fu Yanye thought he had heard wrong.

"Do not you remember?"

Zhuo Jian asked him suspiciously.

Fu Yanye twitched his eyebrows, and then smiled faintly: "Innumerable."

It's not that I don't remember, but that I can't count them.

How many times did the two of them kiss and hug in this elevator, and...

Well, but one thing he remembers clearly is that every time he kissed her, he couldn't stop.

When she got home, Zhuo Jian entered the door first, and subconsciously raised her hand to find the switch.

Just as he was about to touch the switch, the man clasped his slender waist, and was pushed against the wall instead.

Without any words, just the familiar wild kiss immediately unfolded on her lips.

Zhuo Jian was a little short of breath, and gently held the fabric of his clothes with both hands, and then felt that his kiss was getting deeper and deeper, and her mind went blank.

"Let me help you deepen your memory some more, huh?"

With a low voice, Fu Yanye hugged her up after speaking.

Zhuo Jian hugged him tightly, and looked down at him who was walking in with her in his arms.

Is he going to do it tonight?

Fu Yanye hugged her to the sofa, pressed her down on the sofa, kissed her lips and neck constantly, then pulled off her shirt, and looked at her from her heart.

Zhuo Jian's breathing became more and more irregular, until she felt him slow down, she slowly opened her eyes.

Fu Yanye was already looking at her, and said in a low voice, "Baby, you once said I love you many times on this sofa."

"..."

Zhuo Jian didn't have any memory, and felt strange.

Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?

What did she think he was going to do?

It seems...

Well, he probably has a real problem.

She secretly thought, go to Sister Mingmei to ask for some medicine another day, don't hurt his self-esteem, and give him a drink quietly.

And now, she has to show that she fully trusts him to really help her restore her memory, not an excuse for being unable to do anything with her.

Zhuo Jian hooked his neck, "Really? Then tell me a little more, what did I say?"

"You said, nothing is more important than me."

He murmured, then kissed her collarbone again.

Her collarbones are damn sexy.

Of course, her sexiest isn't there.

It's just that he dare not kiss in other places.

Zhuo Jian listened, "But I don't have the slightest impression."

Seeing her innocent eyes, Fu Yanye couldn't help frowning, and continued to mutter, "You will have an impression."

"So, what can you do?"

Zhuo Jian felt that it was too tiring to cooperate with this matter.

Besides, she doesn't seem to be very good at it?

"The way is, if you say more times, nothing is as important as me, so say more times I love you."

"..."

"Maybe if you say it a few times, you really remember it?"

Fu Yanye suddenly looked very serious.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look elsewhere. Although she was gentle and gentle, she wasn't really stupid.

"Is there any other way?"

"Still can't tell?"

"By the way, if you don't, tell me about our childhood. Others don't always know everything about us. Some things must only be known to us. Can you tell me?"

Zhuo Jian thought, this is really a good idea.

If we could chat for a long time when we were young, then Fu Yanye wouldn't have to find other excuses to hide his incompetence.

He must have worked hard too, right?

"When I was young, when I was young, you were very cute."

"anything else?"

"Also, very clingy."

Fu Yanye continued to kiss her skin while talking. For some reason, he just felt it was very good to kiss.

Zhuo Jian hasn't realized that he has unbuttoned his clothes, and is still focusing on how to divert his attention and get more things from his childhood, "Clingy? Wouldn't that be annoying?"

"Hate? No."

"No? Didn't you like to avoid me when you were young?"

Zhuo Jian asked again.

Fu Yanye stopped the kiss, frowned, and looked at her.