I don't deserve your love

Zhuo Jian's heart was beating like thunder, she breathed out reflexively, and retracted her stomach.

Fu Yanye looked up at her, then murmured, "I didn't see it."

"..."

Zhuo Jian's heart snapped, but the dust soon settled.

But Jian Lian believed what she saw, especially after seeing that Zhuo Jian was so nervous that she could hardly breathe, she changed her words: "Your wedding will be next month, right?"

Some sizes are really hard to see if it is not on the body.

"Yes! Didn't I send you an invitation card."

Fu Yanye doubted his memory.

Jian Lian raised her eyebrows: "That's good, I'm worried that Ms. Zhuo will continue to grow, and this eight-figure wedding dress will be wasted."

Zhuo Jian really breathed out again immediately, lowered her head to hide her panic, looked at her lower abdomen and said, "Mr. Fu has been cooking in person again recently, so I ate a little more, I will pay attention to keeping it."

"Well, let's do this first."

Jane nodded, and didn't start sewing for a while until she saw that her cuffs were a little too big.

Zhuo Jian has never seen a man who is better at needlework than a woman, and is also particularly good-looking.

Fu Yanye stood by and watched, walked around behind her, and pressed her eyes unceremoniously with his clean and warm hands.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

After Jian Lian finished his work, he led others away, and Fu Yanye personally delivered it to the door.

Zhuo Jian was admiring the wedding dress with her aunt in the room, and touched her belly subconsciously. She guessed that she would not grow so fast.

A wedding dress worth eight figures!

Zhuo Jian chuckled in her heart, feeling a little disgusted that he didn't know how to be frugal.

When Fu Yanye came back, the aunt withdrew, and Zhuo Jian stood there holding her breath again, and the hand on the lower abdomen was subconsciously slowly retracted to the back of the waist.

Fu Yanye glanced at her, walked up to her but stared at her waist again.

He really didn't see the change, but he believed in Jian Lian's eyes, those eyes were like a soft ruler.

Zhuo Jian didn't know what he was thinking, and murmured nervously: "I will keep my figure."

"Recently, he has to keep up. In order to make this wedding dress, he didn't sleep for several days."

"what?"

"It's not that things are expensive, it's just that some materials are more difficult to find."

"..."

Zhuo Jian thought to herself that I can't blame it, it's all your fault for making people difficult.

When she was thinking this way, Fu Yanye suddenly walked around to her side, and before she had time to retreat, he stretched out his long arms and hugged her into his arms.

Zhuo Jian's face suddenly turned pink.

Fu Yanye gently kneaded her waist and abdomen with his hands.

She didn't dare to breathe, and suddenly her legs went weak, "Fu, Fu Yanye, what are you doing?"

"Why can't I see it? Are you heavy?"

Fu Yanye continued to touch while asking in a low voice.

Zhuo Jian pressed her lips hard and could only lie to him: "There is no scale at home, how would I know?"

Fu Yanye nodded after hearing this, and murmured, "Buy a scale."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

But why didn't he let her go?

And what kind of look is that?

Why keep staring at her?

Zhuo Jian looked away, but just in time for Fu Yanye to see her pink ears, Fu Yanye leaned close to her ear: "Your ears are red."

"what?"

Zhuo Jian nervously hid to the side, and Fu Yanye looked at her so straightly: "Why are you nervous? Even if you gain more than ten catties, I won't dislike you."

"..."

Zhuo Jian thought that it's okay for you to dislike her, it's not you who I'm nervous about.

When being kissed behind the ear, Zhuo Jian's whole body went numb, and she wanted to push him subconsciously, Fu Yanye whispered in her ear: "Don't move, I don't have enough restraint."

"..."

As Fu Yanye said, he kissed her neck, and after a while, he hugged her horizontally again.

Zhuo Jian reflexively put her arms around his neck tightly.

Fu Yanye carried her up the stairs.

Zhuo Jian's heart has been beating very fast, especially seeing him with a cold face, as if he is going to a game...

"Fu Yanye, you promised me."

"what?"

"Not doing it right now."

Zhuo Jian humbly reminded him.

But Fu Yanye saw the alertness flashing in her eyes in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help being irritable, "Shut up."

There is no need to remind him to restrain himself all the time.

If he really wanted to have sex with her, did she think the promise he made to her would be meaningful?

He can ignore even the divorce agreement she signed.

Zhuo Jian shut up obediently, but Yixin couldn't help being wary of him.

Fu Yanye carried her back to the bedroom. Since his aunt had seen something she shouldn't have seen before, this time he slammed the door shut.

'Clap' sound.

Zhuo Jian's heart also tightened.

Fu Yanye put her on the bed, Zhuo Jian's mind was running fast, she didn't know what was going to happen next, if he wanted to do it, she would kick him away, if he just wanted to hug her, then she would to beat.

Just when she was thinking about this, Fu Yanye suddenly covered her big black eyes, and then covered her lips with thin lips.

Zhuo Jian felt that her breath was taken away in an instant, and her eyes were dark again, her nervous heart was about to jump out.

"Fu Yanye..."

"what is it call?"

"husband!"

"good!"

The strength of Fu Yanye's subordinates was not heavy, they just lifted up her overly long skirt, and their lips and tongues were wanton in her mouth.

Zhuo Jian felt cold on her legs, and started tossing her little hands. Fu Yanye bit her chin and warned her: "I won't damage your wedding dress, so don't move around."

"Fu Yanye, we agreed not to do it first."

"I didn't say anything, I just kissed you."

Fu Yanye was restless, so he kissed her even more forcefully.

He doesn't believe it himself!

But what can he do?

He plans to endure it before the wedding, but it's hard to say if he can survive it or not.

He persuaded himself to hold back, she had just fainted not long ago, her body was weak, it was understandable that she couldn't stand the attack.

But she dressed like this in front of him today, how could he bear it?

Fu Yanye wanted to take off her wedding dress, which made him very uncomfortable through the thick fabric.

Zhuo Jian felt that he was becoming more and more uncontrollable, and immediately grabbed his hand again: "Fu Yanye..."

"Ok?"

He agreed irritably.

"You'll ruin the wedding dress."

Zhuo Jian felt that he was going to bite her neck off, so she raised her hand to hold his face, looked at him with tender eyes in fear, and coaxed him: "Let's stop now, okay?"

Fu Yanye liked her so much, she stopped immediately, but her eager eyes couldn't move away from her face.

Seeing his thin lips pursed, Zhuo Jian stroked her fingers lightly, then raised her head and kissed his lips: "I'm hungry."

"..."

Fu Yanye suddenly became weak and fell on her body, with his forehead resting on her shoulder.

"Kiss me a little longer."

Fu Yanye suddenly supported her waist, and with a slight movement, he turned over and lay on her pillow, while she lay on top of him.

Zhuo Jian was taken aback, why was she here all of a sudden?

Fu Yanye gently stroked the back of her head: "Good boy, I'll let you go downstairs to eat when I'm satisfied with the kiss."

Zhuo Jian didn't expect that she would never be able to leave for a while when she returned to the city, and she didn't expect that she would not only hold a wedding with him, but also call him husband, and kiss him until he was satisfied.

"Do you want to kiss?"

Fu Yanye looked at her with torment in his eyes.

"Dear!"

Zhuo Jian muttered in dissatisfaction, then moved up a little, and smacked his forehead.

Fu Yanye didn't move, but chuckled softly, her lips were soft and fragrant, but when she kissed his brows and eyes, as if kissing his lips with great love, he suddenly couldn't breathe, and then Clenching her small waist tightly, a hoarse voice reminded her: "Baby, use some strength."