I don't deserve your love

Zhuo Jian was easily lifted from the ground by Fu Yanye and placed on the glazed table. He separated her thin legs with his big hands, clamped himself in her, and whispered: "Don't answer his phone calls in the future, do you understand?"

"I didn't know it was Young Master Mu just now."

Zhuo Jian blushed and explained, because the posture of the two of them was a little ambiguous.

Fu Yanye gently squeezed her small waist and said, "So I won't pick it up after I know it, right?"

"Ok!"

Zhuo Jian nodded and obediently agreed.

Fu Yanye was very useful, and Zhuo Jian was cute.

He couldn't help pinching her chin again to make her raise her face to look at him, kissed her lips again in the blink of an eye, and kissed her gently.

Zhuo Jian's breathing was a little disturbed by the kiss, Fu Yanye whispered: "What should I do if I want to eat you?"

Zhuo Jian was frightened and immediately pushed his shoulder: "Don't! I already did it last night."

"Your husband wants to do it eight times a day."

Fu Yanye's thin lips moved close to her ear.

Eight times a day?

Zhuo Jian froze all over.

Fu Yanye saw that she lowered her eyebrows and did not dare to move, so she opened her shirt and said in a low voice, "Are you scared?"

"You do it eight times a day, which woman is not afraid?"

Let alone a pregnant woman.

"Not always!"

As Fu Yanye spoke, he looked down at her again, and suddenly felt that this moment was precious.

Zhuo Jian raised her eyes and saw that he was staring straight at her with dark and deep eyes, she panicked: "Anyway, you should restrain yourself now, I'm pregnant."

With the word "pregnant", Fu Yanye's expression became serious in an instant.

Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat, wondering if he is still angry?

"How did you get pregnant?"

Fu Yanye asked her without stopping.

"You are amazing, you hit it once."

Zhuo Jian murmured in panic.

Fu Yanye smiled after hearing this: "Yes! This sounds like a compliment to me, and I must remember to wear a condom in the future."

"..."

Anyway, Zhuo Jian couldn't talk to him in this aspect and gave up.

Fu Yanye was upset, and before he could live a good life with the two of them, suddenly another little thing wanted to join them.

But that's fine too.

As long as Fu Yanye thought that she would not run away for the sake of the child, she felt much more at ease.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

Fu Yanye asked her, and carried her to the refrigerator.

Zhuo Jian said, "How about some green leafy vegetables tonight?"

"Add a tofu soup!"

Fu Yanye suggested.

Zhuo Jian thought for a while and nodded.

Fu Yanye opened the refrigerator, and she took something from it, but later, she felt something was wrong.

Why is he holding her?

Still such an ambiguous posture.

And she was riding on his waist like this, and she didn't realize until now.

Immediately, the little blush was about to bleed, and said softly: "You put me down first."

"I don't want to let go."

There are only two people in the family, and we can go wherever we want.

Seeing him like that, Zhuo Jian stopped talking.

At this moment, she suddenly understood what a little happiness is.

Suddenly a bad idea popped into my mind, I looked at him coquettishly and said: "If you have the ability, you can hug me like this later when you are cooking."

Fu Yanye: "Let's cook you first."

"no!"

Zhuo Jian wrapped her arms around his neck, and firmly clung to his waist as if it was growing on it.

Fu Yanye was suffocated to death, and what was even worse was that the scent on her body made him feel pain immediately, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and reminded her: "If you don't want to be killed by me, let go."

Zhuo Jian suddenly realized that something was not quite right, and immediately let go of him.

Only then did Fu Yanye heave a sigh of relief, and put her in the chair by the dining table: "Sit here and wait for me first."

Zhuo Jian nodded, seeing how hard he was working so hard, she couldn't help but give him a hook.

Fu Yanye leaned over to her eyes, Zhuo Jian's smiling eyes were bent, and his lips moved up sweetly, on his two thin lips.

These two thin lips often make her wronged and angry, but occasionally make her heart elated.

Fu Yanye was prepared to be kissed, but after she actually kissed him, he still couldn't help his heart throbbing, and his black eyes fell heavily between her brows and eyes again.

"Go cook, your son is hungry."

"Isn't it a daughter?"

Fu Yanye's original emotions were taken aside.

"Well... you want a daughter?"

Zhuo Jian's gentle long eyelashes moved, and her big beautiful eyes looked at him worriedly.

"Is not it?"

Fu Yanye frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

Zhuo Jian nervously licked the lips she had kissed with him, then lowered her head like a little girl who did something wrong, and said a few words delicately: "Grandma said sour and hot girl, my baby may be a boy .”

After speaking, she felt that she had committed a heinous crime and failed to conceive a baby girl for her angry husband.

Fu Yanye was really not very happy, but after looking at her for a long time, he only pinched her chin to make her look at him, and said to her very seriously: "If this child is a son, you should be prepared to have a second child. "

"what?"

"Kiss again!"

Fu Yanye didn't respond to her again, just a kiss.

Zhuo Jian reflexively kissed his lips again, and then continued to look at him: "Then what if the next child is a boy?"

"Then I will raise you as a pig and prepare for the next litter."

"..."

Mr. Fu means that if he can't give birth to a daughter, he won't be finished?

Zhuo Jian touched her belly nervously, feeling that she was in danger.

but……

I don't know why, but the little face is warm, and there is a hint of sweetness in my heart.

Will they have two or three children?

Then does she not have to worry about being kicked off by him for the time being?

After all, having a baby takes time.

Zhuo Jian sat in a chair and watched him cook. She originally had a beautiful back, but when she saw his back, she couldn't help but lay down on the table.

His back is so pretty.

When Zhuo Jian realized that she was in a nympho, her saliva was about to stay, and she quickly touched the corner of her lips.

Wouldn't it be great if they could be this happy forever?

Will they?

As long as both of them work hard, they will definitely be better.

Will they all work hard?

Zhuo Jian was always a little uneasy. Before lunch, he asked her to go back to Shengyuan, saying that as soon as she came back, he would tell her whether he cared about her or not.

But now...

Did he forget?

During the meal, Fu Yanye answered Yan Zheng's phone call, and Yan Zheng asked him to go out for a drink. Fu Yanye glanced at the woman who was eating opposite him: "There is a pregnant woman at home, why are you asking me to go out for a drink so late?"

Zhuo Jian realized that the pregnant woman he was talking about was herself, and raised her eyes.

Fu Yanye said again: "No, she is narrow-minded. What if she gets married after she goes? You brother don't want to see me having a wedding and something goes wrong, right?"

Zhuo Jian's heart beat faster, why do you feel that she has become a stumbling block preventing him from going out?

Seeing her frowning, Fu Yanye said, "She's upset, hang up."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

With him like this, what would Yan Zheng and Su Bai think of her?

Shrew?

"Brother Yan Zheng asked you to go out to play?"

Zhuo Jian asked him.

"Well! I have a bad stomach recently, and the doctor told me to drink less."

"..."

The man who just put all the blame on her suddenly said that he had a bad stomach, and Zhuo Jian's eyes were full of coquettishness, and she couldn't help asking him: "Then why do you say I'm not happy for you to go out?"

"Do you want to ask me out? Don't want to know the answer?"

Fu Yanye stared at her with black eyes.

[The author has something to say]

Late night couples in bed will:

Hostess: Fu Yanye, can you stop telling your buddies about me like that?

Male protagonist: What's the problem?