I don't deserve your love

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, "If that's the case, then you also put the food you don't like in my bowl."

"Really?"

Zhuo Jian immediately picked up the garlic cloves and put them in his bowl.

Fu Yanye: "..."

"Garlic has anti-inflammatory and sterilizing effects, which is very good."

Seeing his black face, Zhuo Jian said to him in a good temper.

"My mouth that has been anti-inflammatory and sterilized will kiss you well later."

"..."

Now it's her turn to be bad.

After the meal, Fu Yanye cleaned up, and when he went out again, he saw that there was no one on the sofa and the TV was off, so he looked upstairs.

Zhuo Jian wanted to take the shower while he was cleaning the kitchen, she didn't want to share the bath with him every day.

Taking a bath together is a trivial matter, and it's okay to look at each other, but she really doesn't want to experience Mr. Fu's tormenting methods again.

but……

When Zhuo Jian was washing herself, she suddenly understood a truth, that is, if the two of them are together, such things will always be unavoidable in the future.

Ouyang Ping said that as long as Fu Yanye is coaxed well, her life in bed must be very happy. Zhuo Jian thought to herself, don't be too happy!She can't stand it!

After taking a shower, I wrapped my hair in a towel, put on my nightgown, wiped my skin care products, and went out.

"..."

Fu Yanye was lying on the bed in his nightgown.

Zhuo Jian walked over in small steps: "Aren't you cleaning the kitchen?"

"I don't like doing housework that much. Auntie will come to clean up tomorrow and cook breakfast for us by the way."

Fu Yanye said and reminded her: "Go get the hair dryer."

Zhuo Jian went back to the bathroom to get the hair dryer.

Later, Fu Yanye asked her to sit on the edge of the bed, and he dried her hair.

But her hair is too long to dry well.

A little tired, he turned off the hair dryer, and asked the woman sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, "Can you change your position?"

Zhuo Jian looked up at him stupidly, and after a minute, the two finally found a suitable posture.

To be precise, it was Fu Yanye's favorite pose.

Zhuo Jian sat cross-legged on the bed, while Fu Yanye stood under the bed.

Thus……

Zhuo Jian's head would often press against his stomach.

And suspected that he deliberately pushed her head down.

Zhuo Jian raised her hand to press on his abdomen, which was firm and easy to touch, but her face was hot as if she had a high fever.

Fu Yanye didn't listen to the movements of his hands, but just breathed out unconsciously.

Her hands rested softly on him.

Fu Yanye finally couldn't help but stop, turned off the hair dryer and looked down at her.

Zhuo Jian also raised her head in cooperation: "It's almost there!"

"No, if you want to touch it, just reach in and touch it."

As Fu Yanye spoke, he was about to untie the straps of his pajamas.

Zhuo Jian grabbed it immediately, she really felt that the fun was over, when was she going to touch it?

Still sticking in?

"Then what, I just feel that my forehead hurts."

She explained in an embarrassed whisper.

Fu Yanye didn't stand in a stalemate with her, and turned on the hair dryer to continue drying her hair.

The night was long, and Zhuo Jian felt that it was a dangerous night.

Especially in less than 2 minutes, Fu Yanye finally finished Teacher Tony's work, threw the hair dryer on the bed casually, and pinched her chin with his hand.

Before Zhuo Jian could see him clearly, his eyes suddenly went dark.

Fu Yanye bent over and kissed her, and in the blink of an eye, he pushed her down on the bed.

Zhuo Jian felt her body bouncing on the bed, and her hair scattered all over the bed.

Fu Yanye looked at her blurred eyes, and knelt down in front of her in the next second, grabbing the straps of her pajamas with nimble fingers.

She wouldn't do it if she told him to, but he had no reason to refuse.

Zhuo Jian was frightened and immediately grabbed him: "What are you doing?"

Inside her at this moment is...

vacuum!

Fu Yanye looked at her condescendingly, and only said: "Sleep."

"I haven't packed it yet."

Zhuo Jian clenched his fingers pinching the strap of her pajamas, explaining anxiously and hastily.

Fu Yanye looked down at the place he touched with dark eyes.

Unpacked means...

Fu Yanye's black eyes became darker, and his Adam's apple moved.

Looking at his performance, Zhuo Jian's heart beat like thunder.

"Fu Yanye, we agreed to wait until the wedding night."

"Ok!"

Fu Yanye agreed, but did not leave.

Zhuo Jian loosened his hand slightly, and the next moment he grabbed it and took it away.

He only needed one finger to undo the slippery pajama straps.

"Fu Yanye..."

"I'll help you tie a better bow later."

He learned several styles for her.

But Zhuo Jian was very disturbed, his heart felt cold, and then he pressed down.

"Quilt!"

Zhuo Jian yelled in embarrassment, when he felt that he had even taken off his nightgown.

Fu Yanye instantly covered the two of them with the quilt.

Suddenly, the eyes of the two were dark, and they only listened to each other's heartbeat and breathing.

Zhuo Jian's heartbeat was very fast and she was working hard, and the voice in the bed was very low, "What do you want to do?"

"I don't know what you are afraid of, and it's not that you haven't done it."

His voice was hoarse, and a pair of nimble hands were on her hot skin.

Zhuo Jian thought to herself, what can I be afraid of?

It's nothing more than fear of hurting the one in the stomach.

"Old man, bear with me a little longer."

The voice of the woman in the bed suddenly became soft, as gentle as water.

Fu Yanye suddenly lost his temper when he heard it, and his voice became even hoarse and deep, "From this moment on, I will always call my husband and stop stammering."

"..."

Zhuo Jian felt that this was not a difficult task.

Does she stutter?

"Husband, my husband is the best."

"Well, my husband will love you very much."

What happened in bed is hard to describe in words.

Later, Zhuo Jian lifted the quilt to reveal her head and gasped for breath.

But Fu Yanye didn't come out.

I don't know how long it took, but the man who said to tie another beautiful bow for her not only failed to do so, but also threw her clothes away.

Boss Fu, I like sleeping naked.

The two stick together.

Body temperature is entangled!

-

When Zhuo Jian woke up the next day, it was already past seven o'clock. She was a little weak and went downstairs decadently.

"Baby, why are you here? Are you hurt?"

"mom?"

Zhuo Jian remembered yesterday that Fu Yanye said that his aunt would come to help clean up and make breakfast this morning, but was her mother-in-law in front of her?

Seeing her so depressed, Wang Yue was quite frightened. He went to caress her down the last few steps, and did not forget to ask: "What did you two do last night?"

"what?"

"Didn't I tell you that you couldn't do it for the first three months?"

"did not do!"

Zhuo Jian's face was burning hot, the topic of this mother-in-law was a bit wide.

"Then how did it happen? When that kid went out in the morning, I saw that he was very energetic..."

Wang Yue suddenly thought of a saying, and then gritted her teeth angrily: "That brat is so good, no wonder he is in such a good mood, did he force you to mess with him yesterday?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian blushed so much that he bled.

Wang Yue saw that she was shy, so she didn't say any more, and stroked her to sit on the sofa, "If you want me to tell you about this, you should tell him earlier, that kid should not reject being a father."

"You have to tell him."

Originally, I concealed it because I had concerns, but now I can't hide it because I have concerns.