I don't deserve your love

Ah!

so sexy!

Really delicious!

Zhuo Jian couldn't help sucking it.

"Ok!"

The man couldn't help but murmured.

Zhuo Jian raised her head, watery, and looked at him with charming eyes, and then she sucked that kiss again, suddenly feeling that there should be a strawberry mark here.

But after she finished that thing, Fu Yanye couldn't hold back anymore, lifted her to a certain height, then turned around and pressed her on the sofa, "Is it intentional?"

"Didn't you leave a hickey on my neck too?"

Zhuo Jian thought he was angry and was not convinced.

Fu Yanye couldn't bear it anymore, bowed his head and began to kiss her violently and intensely.

In the quiet living room, becoming more and more ambiguous, Fu Yanye pressed her down and kissed her, and ordered in a low voice, "Say you miss me."

"I miss you!"

"How much?"

"I really want to, Fu Yanye!"

"Call husband!"

"husband!"

"good!"

Fu Yanye kissed her contentedly again, and couldn't wait to take her upstairs to the room.

Zhuo Jian felt as if she was floating on the water, she didn't know what time it was, but he finally put her on the bed, and she felt safer, turned over a little, and reached the familiar chest.

She likes to sleep with him in her arms. This week, she has been thinking about him every night, thinking about the feeling in his arms, thinking about the smell of him.

Fu Yanye hugged her and said softly, "Are you sleepy?"

"You can talk until dawn."

Say all the things you want to say to the other party since you were young but haven't dared to say it.

"Fool, sleep when you're sleepy."

He kissed her lightly on the forehead, and put her in his arms again.

Are they afraid that they will not have time to talk in the future?

Zhuo Jian was really reluctant to sleep, but he was so comfortable in his arms, and within a while after being caressed by him on her back, her eyes clenched and she fell asleep.

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The next morning she woke up from the bed, saw that both sides were empty, and suddenly got up.

Wasn't it a dream yesterday?

There was no time to put on her shoes, so she ran downstairs barefoot.

Fu Yanye frowned when he heard the voice coming from the kitchen, "Go back and put on your shoes, and walk slowly step by step."

"Ah good!"

The moment Zhuo Jian saw him, her eyes were watery, and she couldn't help but choked up a little after listening to his instructions. She nodded and turned to leave, but she couldn't help but look back at him.

And he's still standing there.

Zhuo Jian's eyes suddenly turned red, and she ran upstairs in an instant.

"Slower!"

Fu Yanye's thin lips moved, but his voice was low and inaudible.

What did this woman do?

Zhuo Jian went back to put on her shoes, but suddenly sat on the edge of the bed and couldn't move, her hands were inserted into her hair, and her eyelashes were suddenly wet with tears.

what's wrong with her?

So worried about gains and losses?

He's her husband and he's doing a great job.

It was not a dream, and he had no intention of running away.

Zhuo Jian choked with sobs, and then gradually pressed her hands on her hot eye sockets.

Ouyang Ping came back from the next room and saw that the door was open on her side, so she looked in and couldn't help knocking on the door lightly: "Baby, are you okay?"

Zhuo Jian laughed when she heard Ouyang Ping's voice, she felt that she was exaggerating, but when she raised her eyes, Ouyang Ping saw her red eyes.

Ouyang Ping walked in, stood in front of her and gently hugged her to comfort her, "Boss Fu is so kind, does it scare you?"

"Could it be a dream?"

Zhuo Jian murmured, her voice was a little vague.

"How could it be a dream? I saw it with my own eyes. He is at our house, cooking breakfast for you. You will grow old together and have several children of your own."

Ouyang Ping comforted her softly.

Zhuo Jian looked up at her, and then laughed angrily and amusingly.

She really convinced herself, like a crazy person.

Ouyang Ping drove to her teasingly, "It is said that many pregnant women are emotionally unstable like you, don't worry, I won't say anything about it."

Zhuo Jian raised her hand and wiped away the tears she didn't know when she fell on her face, then got up, "Let's go downstairs to have breakfast."

"The breakfast made by your boss Fu, can a mortal like me eat it?"

"Then you stay upstairs, let's continue the two-person world."

Zhuo Jian said that she was about to abandon her.

In the end, of course, we went downstairs together.

The three of them sat at a dining table. Ouyang Ping originally planned to sit with Zhuo Jian, but Fu Yanye pulled the chair beside her, "Sit here."

Zhuo Jian raised her eyes, then walked over shyly and sat down beside him.

Ouyang Ping couldn't help sighing, "I was fed dog food early in the morning, hey!"

After hearing this, Fu Yanye was very happy. After sitting down with Zhuo Jian, he carefully served porridge for Zhuo Jian, and then looked at Ouyang Ping: "Do you need help?"

"Ah, I'll do it myself."

The porridge served by the boss, she is afraid that she will have indigestion.

Fu Yanye didn't say anything, and gave her the spoon after filling it for himself.

Seeing Fu Yanye being so considerate, Zhuo Jian felt moved again unconsciously. She wanted to be a refreshing person, but every time she contacted him recently, she liked her wet eyes and warm heart.

But soon after breakfast, he was about to leave again. Zhuo Jian insisted on seeing him off, but couldn't help but drag him reluctantly to see him off.

In the crowded lobby of the airport, Fu Yanye asked her, "How about I stay with you for a few more days?"

Zhuo Jian shook her head, "No need!"

But both hands were holding his thumb and little finger, and he refused to let go no matter what.

Fu Yanye looked down at her little movements, then at her face, sighed helplessly, and held her face up: "I'll be here on time next week."

"Do I look ignorant?"

Only then did Zhuo Jian look up at him, and asked him a little frustrated.

"You just have to be so ignorant all the time."

Fu Yanye raised his hand to touch her face, and pulled her into his arms.

Zhuo Jian put her hands around his strong waist and lay on his warm chest, "Fu Yanye, you have to be good, don't be fooled by some female star."

"Well! Don't be fooled by some male star."

Especially when he thought that this woman was a beauty lover, he was a little worried.

"I'm not like you."

Zhuo Jian muttered, no matter how handsome the man is, she'll pass it by just looking at him.

For more than 20 years, the one thing that has never changed in my heart is only him.

"What's different? You are also my first and only one."

He was in her ear. Although it was not the first time she said those words, they still sounded so sweet.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help raising her head to meet his gaze.

Fu Yanye lowered his head and kissed her lips lightly, until the radio continuously urged him that the flight he was on was about to take off, then he reluctantly kissed her again, "If you don't leave, you really don't have to leave."

Zhuo Jian could only let him go, and when he pushed back a step, she suddenly remembered and reminded him, "Bring two sets of clothes when you come next time."

"You buy it for me."

Fu Yanye said.