I don't deserve your love

In the fairly spacious bathroom, there was a moment of confusion.

Zhuo Jian's mouth hurt from his kiss, and the tip of her nose was sore, she couldn't even hum.

Fu Yanye kissed her almost uncontrollably, and his hands couldn't help messing around with her.

Zhuo Jian grabbed his hand and let him kiss his neck when she was finally able to speak, "Fu Yanye, don't touch me, you were only with Lin Ruxiang last night."

"So what if I was with Lin Ruxiang last night, I just want you now."

Fu Yanye really didn't like her misunderstanding, so he couldn't help provoking her on purpose.

After hearing this, Zhuo Jian pushed him angrily, raised her hand and wanted to hit him when he was looking at her for a while, but he grabbed her wrist firmly in the next second.

"What? Don't want to? It's a pity you can't resist."

Fu Yanye picked her up from the sink as he spoke.

Zhuo Jian refused to cooperate with him, twisting back and forth.

"Twist it again and I'll take it here, do you believe it or not?"

Fu Yanye was so tired of hugging her that he couldn't help threatening her.

"Fu Yanye, let me down, you're dirty!"

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder hard, she didn't expect him to be so shameless.

Fu Yanye hugged her and pushed her against the wall, then hooked the back of her head and kissed her again.

She is light, and he can easily control him. When he kissed her again, he even became a little savage because of her resistance.

Zhuo Jian quickly tasted blood, and there was some mist on her eyelashes. Just when she thought she was going to die, there was a sudden translation in her stomach. She had a premonition that she was going to vomit, and subconsciously patted him on the shoulder immediately.

Fu Yanye's kiss could no longer stop her resisting whining, and then he felt her abnormality, and he finally stopped.

"Put me down."

"what happened to you?"

Seeing her suddenly pale as paper, Fu Yanye asked worriedly.

"Take me to the sink."

Zhuo Jian didn't have time to explain, so she could only order.

Fu Yanye hugged her subconsciously. As soon as her butt touched the sink, she bent over.

Fu Yanye: "..."

She didn't spit it out, but forced out two lines of clear tears.

Fu Yanye frowned, but did not let go of her: "Am I sick of you?"

Zhuo Jian looked up at him, speechless for a while.

Fu Yanye couldn't help but sneered, and then hugged her again: "I think I just indulged you too much."

"Fu Yanye, what are you going to do? I feel bad..."

Zhuo Jian was frightened at once, being held up high by him, she could only grab his shoulders with both hands to prevent it from falling.

Fu Yanye was covered in fire, but stopped at the door, "Why did you come in?"

"You stinky boy, didn't you hear the baby say that she was uncomfortable? Put the baby down for me quickly."

Wang Yue looked furious from outside. If she hadn't come in, her precious son would have planned to force her daughter-in-law?

Fu Yanye had no choice but to let Zhuo Jian go, and was worried that Zhuo Jian would be injured, so he let it go carefully.

Zhuo Jian pushed him out with one foot on the ground, and then hid behind Wang Yue: "Mom, he bullied me."

"..."

Fu Yanye didn't expect that this girl would learn how the wicked would sue first.

Wang Yue hugged her into his arms: "Don't be afraid, you will sleep here from tonight, and let him go back to Shengyuan to sleep."

"What do you mean?"

Fu Yanye asked unhappily.

He sounded like he wanted to separate the husband and wife.

"Literally, if you don't know how to hurt your daughter-in-law, you should just separate."

As Wang Yue said, she went out with her arms around Zhuo Jian.

Fu Yanye couldn't help frowning.

separated?

Who?

Later, when Zhuo Jian was freshening up in Wang Yue's room, Fu Yanye stood at the door and was blocked by Wang Yue, and asked her angrily, "Didn't you always hope that our husband and wife will reconcile?"

"Are you stupid? You really can't see it at all?"

"what?"

Fu Yanye really didn't understand.

"Your wife..."

"Mom, I'm fine!"

Zhuo Jian came out from inside, walked to the door, glanced at Fu Yanye, and then lowered her eyes again.

Wang Yue didn't finish speaking, but just looked at Zhuo Jian worriedly: "Are you all right?"

"fine!"

Zhuo Jian shook his head.

"It's fine, let's go downstairs to eat."

Wang Yue said and took Zhuo Jian away again.

Fu Yanye stood at the door and pondered for a while, always feeling like he missed something.

Pineapple was added to the breakfast porridge, and some, what?

Fruit porridge?

Fu Yanye couldn't drink it down, but seeing Zhuo Jian's drink was delicious in a blink of an eye, he couldn't help frowning.

When the couple left, Wang Yue couldn't help but sighed: "Why is this kid so slow in this matter?"

"Most men have this problem, and our baby Jianjian can really bear it. How can we not talk about it?"

the old lady asked.

Wang Yue thought for a while: "I guess I'm worried about Fu Yanye."

"That kid is duplicity, but we still have to talk about it, otherwise he will be careless, and we will all regret it if something happens."

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Fu Yanye sent Zhuo Jian to the door of the TV station and stopped her: "Just leave like this?"

"Otherwise, what else? A person who has broken with his ex-girlfriend, do you want me to kiss you goodbye?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him coldly and asked, then put on the seat belt and planned to get out of the car.

Fu Yanye held her little hand tightly, and suddenly there was a smile in his unpredictable phoenix eyes, and said to her: "It's so sour!"

"I've been quite fond of sour food lately."

After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, she broke his hand away, turned around, opened the door and got out of the car.

Fu Yanye frowned, he likes to eat sour lately?

Not long after Zhuo Jian entered the office, Li Yuqing knocked on the door. This time, what she brought was not coffee but scented tea.

"It should be fine for pregnant women to drink this?"

Li Yuqing asked her.

Zhuo Jian took it: "Thank you!"

In fact, Zhuo Jian also thought that if anyone marries this man in the future, he will be very lucky. He is very considerate and careful.

Li Yuqing didn't ask her anything else, just told her: "Today there is a newcomer to the Department of Literature and Art, guess who it is?"

Zhuo Jian glanced at him subconsciously, and soon, a name blurted out, "Lin Ruxiang?"

Her voice was not high, but Li Yuqing heard it and nodded.

"I'm afraid she's coming at you, so be careful."

Li Yuqing reminded her.

Zhuo Jian nodded after hearing this, and the photo on Weibo suddenly appeared in her mind.

Lin Ruxiang would not stop there, she knew it very well.

After eleven o'clock in the morning, Zhuo Jian and Yang Yi ran into Lin Ruxiang on the way to the studio. Lin Ruxiang was in the way of Yang Yi, and after approaching, he greeted generously: "Mr. ?”

Yang Yi glanced at Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian smiled and reminded him to leave, so Yang Yi entered the studio with the manuscript first.

Soon the staff also dispersed, and they were the only ones left in the spacious space.

Lin Ruxiang took a step closer to her, and said in a low voice, "Yanye was worried that I would catch a cold last night, so he took me home personally."

Another provocation?

Lin Ruxiang seemed to feel that these words could stimulate Zhuo Jian very much.

However, even if Zhuo Jian's later character was not flattered or flattered, he was able to be neither humble nor overbearing, calm and unhurried.

Zhuo Jian smiled helplessly, and her voice was Zhou Zheng, "It's a pity that I still slept on my bed in the end!"