I don't deserve your love

Normally, she might not get into his car so happily, but this time the situation was special, and she didn't want to disturb the loving couple, so she got in.

On the way back, Fu Yanye only asked, "I'm not curious where I'm taking you?"

Zhuo Jian looked at the road in front of her and replied, "Apartment, this is the way back to the apartment."

Fu Yanye didn't speak anymore, and a needle in the car could be heard falling on the ground.

It's true to go back to the apartment, but when we got to the road of the two people's apartment, the car turned into Shengyuan.

Zhuo Jian was actually a little nervous at first, but after seeing the car turning into his residence, she was so tense that she could hardly breathe. She opened her mouth, and it took a long time to say it calmly: "I have to go back to my own place to have a rest."

"The bed here is much more comfortable than yours."

"I don't want to go to your place."

It's useless to go round and round. After thinking about it, she still felt that she should confess to him.

"Do you want me to restore it one by one, and make it look like your apartment upstairs?"

When Fu Yanye asked this, the car had already parked on the parking lot.

Zhuo Jian suddenly felt that Mount Tai was overwhelmed, and wished he could turn into a wind and escape.

Only the wind, he will definitely not be able to catch it.

After Fu Yanye got out of the car, he walked around to her and opened the car door for her.

Zhuo Jian sat inside and looked out, and after half a minute, she unbuckled her safety belt and went out.

He had been waiting patiently, and when he saw her come out, he just closed the door and held her wrist.

Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes and looked at the place they wanted to touch, her heart trembled, but he had already led her inside.

"This will be your residence in the future, don't run anywhere else."

After entering the elevator, Fu Yanye said something to her.

Zhuo Jian suppressed her breath and didn't refute him. For so long, she knew that refuting was useless.

And it's not suitable for her to get angry now.

Let yourself go home with him as peacefully as possible, unlock the door and enter.

The inside is the same as before, except for some high-quality flowers and green plants.

Zhuo Jian walked in and couldn't help but look a few more times.

It used to be cold here.

Fu Yanye hugged her from behind: "It's specially prepared for you, do you like it?"

His body was still cool from the outside, but not long after he hugged her, there was warmth between the two of them.

If you like it, you definitely do.

This apartment should be the most advanced and luxurious apartment in the city, who wouldn't like it?

But she is always restless.

Maybe a person has gotten used to it over the years.

Zhuo Jian murmured, "Mmm."

After hearing this, Fu Yanye gently kissed her on the neck.

The wound on her neck has disappeared, and she is back to the drooling look she used to be.

Fu Yanye took a look and felt even better.

"By the way, didn't you say grandma was hospitalized?"

"Dad lied to mom, do you believe it?"

Fu Yanye said.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"Mom has lived with you for so long and hasn't come back. Naturally, she needs a reasonable step."

"so……"

Both father and son will scare people with grandma.

Fu Yanye hugged her: "So I tricked you back together, you little fool."

Zhuo Jian thought to herself, now I also feel that I am quite stupid, quite stupid.

Maybe Wang Yue knew it was fake from the beginning, but she didn't know it at all.

She really thought grandma was hospitalized.

"Take off your clothes first, do you want to take a bath before coming out to eat? I'll prepare something for you, huh?"

Fu Yanye let go of her as he spoke, and took the coat off her shoulders.

Zhuo Jian withdrew her hand, lowered her eyebrows and looked at the ground obediently, and murmured: "I don't want to take a bath, but I can eat something."

"How about making a soup for you? I'm new."

"Ok!"

Zhuo Jian looked at him for a long while, and then said um.

He, new to soup?

It sounds really, considerate!

Her heart was burning hot.

When he went to cook, she sat on the sofa for a while, then went to the bathroom, washed her hands, and reflexively went to the restaurant.

In the open kitchen, his tall body stood there, preparing ingredients for her.

Fu Yanye turned around and saw her, and called out, "Come here."

Zhuo Jian followed her words and walked over.

"For you."

Fu Yanye pointed to the sliced ​​oranges beside him.

Zhuo Jian walked over and picked up a piece and stuffed it in her mouth.

Wow!

so delicious!

sour and sweet.

Fu Yanye asked her, "Is it delicious?"

Zhuo Jian nodded foolishly, then stuffed another piece into her mouth.

"Give me a slice too."

Fu Yanye said.

Zhuo Jian reflexively took a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

It was only when she came to his mouth that she stopped suddenly and realized how intimate this movement was.

As if he didn't notice her hesitation, Fu Yanye leaned forward and put it in his mouth, then frowned while tasting, "It's a little sour."

Zhuo Jian withdrew her hand, and with the other hand, she firmly grasped the two fingers pinching the orange, and his lips just accidentally touched it.

She heard her heart beating like thunder, then silently took the plate and walked out.

The so-called sour in his mouth was just right for her to eat.

If it's too sweet, it's boring.

She ate while walking, and when she sat on the sofa, there were few slices left.

Zhuo Jian decided to ask him what breed it was, so she would buy more and keep it at home.

It was still dark when the meal was finished, Fu Yanye went out on the phone from the old house, and when he looked up, he saw her lying on the sofa and falling asleep from a distance.

"Tomorrow, yes."

Fu Yanye lowered his voice, hung up the phone after speaking, walked over and saw her sleeping state, couldn't help but raised his hand and gently brushed away the long hair that blocked her face, looked at her, and couldn't help it. Live close to kiss her.

The forehead was kissed, Zhuo Jian's conditioned eyelashes trembled, and then he held his breath.

His kiss fell from the center of her brow to her lips, which made her wake up immediately.

Fu Yanye watched her eyelashes move, and whispered, "Are you awake?"

Zhuo Jian didn't pretend to be asleep anymore, and slowly opened her eyes, seeing the face in front of her that often appeared in her dreams, she hummed unconsciously.

The voice is hoarse and fatal.

to him.

Zhuo Jian got up, and her weak movements were very slow.

Fu Yanye was still squatting there, looking up at her: "The soup is ready, do you want to drink it?"

Zhuo Jian nodded: "Okay!"

Satisfied, Fu Yanye leaned forward and immediately picked her up from the sofa.

Zhuo Jian hooked the back of his neck nervously and couldn't help but look at him.

Fu Yanye whispered: "Mom told me not to tire you."

"Then you have to be obedient."

Zhuo Jian said softly.

Fu Yanye felt that she suddenly became so gentle, a little unaccustomed, and very sweet.

"I'm past the age to listen to my mother."

He said that after putting her down in the chair, he couldn't help kissing her on the lips.

That deep kiss.

Zhuo Jian numbly felt the tip of his tongue in her mouth, raised her hand unconsciously, and grabbed his arm forcefully.