I don't deserve your love

"it is good."

Fu Yanye agreed.

Zhuo Jian retreated first.

But she found that her husband's figure was still perfect.

He really shouldn't have rubbed his skin and wasted everything.

Fu Yanye went out after 2 minutes and went to bed.

Zhuo Jian lifted the quilt and let him in, but Fu Yanye just smiled but didn't move, Zhuo Jianjian reminded him: "Don't wait when it's over."

Fu Yanye immediately got in.

Zhuo Jian looked at him for a few seconds, then immediately jumped on him.

Fu Yanye was caught off guard, but still held her wrists, "Baby."

"Show me."

"Don't make trouble."

"Don't you want to pass it?"

Zhuo Jian immediately asked him.

Think about it?

This can wrong him.

Fu Yanye held her hand, turned her over immediately, and pressed her under him, "Who doesn't want to live?"

"you."

Zhuo Jian blushed, but was still stubborn.

"How is it possible? Why don't you show me if you have any other tattoos on your body first."

As Fu Yanye spoke, he lowered his head to look at her heart, but Zhuo Jian was generous, "Look at it as you please."

But if she doesn't strip him naked tonight, she won't be called Zhuo Jian.

Fu Yanye pretended to be murderous. Seeing that he didn't scare her, he immediately understood her determination tonight, and kissed the forehead lightly, "It's not good-looking."

"Isn't it more beautiful than when my father committed suicide by jumping off a building?"

"..."

Fu Yanye suddenly couldn't say anything.

Zhuo Jian looked at him with red eyes.

For a long time, Fu Yanye did not move.

She wept, then reached up to unbutton him.

He used to hate having to wear it, but now it is so tightly wrapped.

Zhuo Jian unbuttoned one button after another, but Fu Yanye still couldn't help but whisper: "Don't look at it, okay?"

Zhuo Jian's tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes inadvertently, her heart was tight, she watched him rubbed like that, and couldn't speak again for half a minute.

She knew this disease, if it happened, it would be serious enough to be hospitalized for serious treatment.

He did it once when he was a child, and he did it later, but he was rarely so ruthless.

At least, she knew very little.

She couldn't help choking, and when she spoke again, her voice was a little hoarse: "Why do you want to do this? Isn't it basically healed?"

"I've been to her place a few times, and her house smells great."

"It's not the first time you've been to someone else's house."

"But they are all friends, and this person was only introduced to me by Mr. Wang, and I don't know him."

"..."

Zhuo Jian listened, and reached out her hand to his heart to caress gently.

She couldn't help but kiss it very tenderly.

Fu Yanye watched her movements with lowered eyes, and could only restrain his breathing. Seeing how much she cared for him, he felt that it didn't matter.

A big man, but just scratching his skin, it's really no big deal.

The important thing is that his wife loves him dearly.

"Wife."

"Ok?"

Fu Yanye looked at her, with a flash of cunning in his eyes, and then lowered his eyes and asked her: "Are you still angry with me?"

Zhuo Jian stopped stroking his heart immediately, and pushed him hard, "Who says I'm not angry anymore?"

"what."

Fu Yanye knelt up pretending to be in pain, pressed hard on his heart, and pretended to be in pain.

Zhuo Jian was startled, and immediately sat up: "How are you? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

As soon as I was in a hurry, I forgot.

Fu Yanye suddenly became happy again.

Although she was still angry, she still cared about him so much.

He couldn't help but went forward, put his arms around her slender waist and pressed her to lie down, and said softly, "It's good of you to come back."

Zhuo Jian came back to her senses, but his soft sound was not what she always wanted?

She lowered her eyes until his warm fingers touched her leg, she came back to her senses, and immediately held his strong arm: "What do you want?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

Fu Yanye pressed her on top of her, his voice full of passion and desire.

"I haven't forgiven you yet."

"Huh? You feel so sorry for me that you cry."

"That's one thing, that's another thing, I ask you, what should we say?"

"..."

Well, finally back to this topic.

Fu Yanye fell off her helplessly and lay beside her. He didn't want to talk about it, because Zhuo Jian definitely couldn't accept any of his reasons.

She only wants him to choose someone else.

Not long after, he turned to look at her and saw that she was also looking at him, so he leaned over and hugged her again, "Didn't we agree to talk about your affairs in the castle?"

"You can procrastinate if you want, but you don't want to know about me."

As Zhuo Jian spoke, she pushed him again, trying to turn around.

"hiss."

Fu Yanye whispered sadly, Zhuo Jian immediately let go of his heart, and turned his back to him.

"It really hurts, but baby, I can bear it, why don't you hit it twice? A few more hits are fine, as long as you vent your anger."

Fu Yanye hugged her against her back, he really didn't want her to be depressed because of that incident.

"A few days after the news about you and Qi Qi came out, I told Reese that I don't want to watch your news anymore."

"Ok?"

"I feel dirty."

"..."

"You don't deserve to let me see it again."

"..."

Fu Yanye suddenly felt that this topic was not good, but he still wanted to know, so he put his arms around her and asked softly, "And then?"

"He suspected me and went home with a tattoo."

"Did he force the tattoo on you?"

"I want it myself."

At that time, when she saw the situation, she knew that she had to do something, so she decisively took off her always precious wedding ring, and asked someone to tattoo it on her.

"It's all my fault for not solving the problem quickly."

"You are fast enough, at least a month faster than I expected, every time we separate..."

Zhuo Jian stopped suddenly.

"What happened every time we parted?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

The lights were already dimmed, and neither of them could see the other's appearance at this time, they just felt each other's breathing.

He hugged Zhuo Jian's shoulders and lay down, then held her face in the dark, "Ah Jian, are you..."

"I told him that I remembered everything, and I hated you, thoroughly."

"Ok?"

"For a half-hearted man like you who only knows how to find women to anger me, I really don't want to see you again for a moment."

As she spoke, her eyes became moist again.

I even started to feel sorry for him for making himself so miserable when he was with other women.

She was a little worried when Wang Yue said that he had a cleanliness addiction, and then she saw him rubbing his body so badly just now.

"I was wrong, don't be angry, okay? It's all my fault."

"How could it be all your fault? It's obvious that those people deliberately troubled us, and they came to force us to separate when we didn't do anything."

It's all those people's fault.

Zhuo Jian thought so in her heart, and of course said so in her mouth.

She didn't want to take herself and her relatives like bad guys.

Obviously they just want to live the simplest life, but those people...

Yes, it's all those people's fault.

Grab it if you like it, who do they think they are?

"Yes, it's all their fault."

In the dark, Fu Yanye suddenly smiled and echoed her.

His hand caressed the corners of her eyes, and she cried again. He kissed her forehead lightly, but couldn't help but ask again: "But baby, are you really just pretending to remember?"