I don't deserve your love

Zhuo Jian's breath was taken away, and his eyes suddenly became cloudy.

The stronger and more entangled his kiss was, the more turbulent her heart was.

Those scenes of love seem to be like an old movie in my mind, playing over and over again.

Those gentle, warm, lingering kisses and words held her heart tightly.

It took a long time for her soft lips to be loosened by him reluctantly, and Zhuo Jian's eyelashes were covered with mist, and she was charming with a slight movement.

Fu Yanye's black eyes opened, and they pressed directly into her red eye sockets, "Are you still biting?"

Zhuo Jian couldn't kiss him, she was defeated, and she was so angry that she didn't say a word.

Fu Yanye raised her hand to hold her face, gently wiped the tears on her face with his thumb, and whispered: "Now let's solve the problem of the ring, huh?"

Question about the ring?

How to deal with it?

Zhuo Jian leaned on him and looked at him stubbornly, not understanding.

Fu Yanye smiled lightly, and her gloomy mood for the past few days was brightened by her coquettish eyes, and asked her: "Did you bring the ring back?"

Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes for a while, and said decisively, "No."

Fu Yanye's heart sank, and he tried to ask again: "Really?"

"Ah."

She stubbornly continued to disappoint him.

Fu Yanye sighed deeply, and looked at her disappointedly: "Where did you put it?"

Zhuo Jian raised her eyes and looked at him, "If you take it off, do you care where I put it?"

"Take it off and it's mine too."

Fu Yanye retorted.

"Maybe, maybe it's someone else's, anyway, I paid for it."

Zhuo Jian stubbornly turned her head away from him and muttered.

When Fu Yanye heard it, he immediately wanted to beat her up, but he just hugged her and put her down. Seeing her stubbornness, she was also delicate and soft. After thinking about it, he couldn't help asking her: "I really didn't take her with me?" return?"

For some reason, he always thought that she should carry it with him.

Without raising her eyes, Zhuo Jian looked at the collar of his shirt, and gently touched the button with her hand, "Yes."

Fu Yanye sighed again, and then asked her, "I think I'm dying."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

What an exaggeration.

But looking at his face, there is indeed no spirit.

"Is the ring important to you? Fu Yanye."

"Ok!"

He muffledly agreed.

"Then if I give it back to you, will you take it off later?"

"You put it on for me first."

He glanced at her lazily and reminded her annoyedly.

Zhuo Jian was silent for two seconds, then looked at him again with clear eyes, "If you take it off later, I won't give it back to you again, it might really appear in the hands of other men."

Fu Yanye felt that something was wrong, and frowned reflexively at her, "What do you mean?"

Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes and said softly, "Unbutton me."

"Ok?"

"Don't want a ring?"

Zhuo Jian asked him.

Fu Yanye sat up immediately and looked straight at her neck.

She was wearing a platinum necklace, which he bought, and it turned out that there was a delicate diamond hanging on it, which was very friendly.

Fu Yanye didn't think much about it. As soon as she reminded him, he immediately raised his hand to untie it for her.

The necklace is revealed, and...

The ring was also exposed.

Zhuo Jian raised her hand and pinched the ring, "Wear it on your body all the time."

Fu Yanye looked at her, and suddenly found that her eyes were very determined.

"Dead woman."

He rushed forward suddenly, couldn't help holding her face and kissing her fiercely.

Zhuo Jian hummed twice before he got up.

"Who allowed you to kiss me?"

she asked pretending to be angry.

"I want to kiss you, do I still need permission from others?"

Fu Yanye asked her, looked down at the ring in her hand, touched it in his hand, couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed.

Zhuo Jian felt his breath on her neck, and said in a low voice, "I really suspect that you are obsessed with cleanliness. You can kiss the ring so dirty."

After hearing this, Fu Yanye raised his eyes to look at her, then hugged her and sat up, unfastened her necklace and said to her, "Anyway, I don't have any obsession with cleanliness."

Zhuo Jian didn't know whether to be happy or not, she just brushed her hair and asked him to take off the necklace.

Fu Yanye looked at the ring hanging on the necklace, finally feeling better, then looked at her again, "Extend your hands."

Zhuo Jian stretched out her hand reflexively, her clean palm was covered with powder, and she knew it was healthy at first glance.

Fu Yanye turned the necklace to one side, and the ring slowly fell into her palm along with that force.

It was different from the feeling of being returned the ring by him at the airport.

At that time, it was a feeling of narrow escape.

But now, it turned out to be a sense of belonging.

She looked up at him after finishing the ring, "Why do you give it to me? Don't you want to wear it back?"

"I said, only if you wear it for me."

Fu Yanye put his hand in front of her.

He felt that his greatest wish for her in this life was for her to help him wear the ring.

If she put this ring on him personally, it would be different between them.

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, hoping she would not hesitate.

Zhuo Jian looked down at his hand, it was still so slender and beautiful, it made her want to lick it.

"Then do you know why I didn't help you wear it before?"

Zhuo Jian asked him.

"You don't want to be responsible to me."

Fu Yanye gave an answer simply and neatly.

Zhuo Jian was taken aback, but immediately retorted, "No, I'm afraid you will regret it."

"Then you think too much, I never regret what I did, take the ring well."

Fu Yanye said that he did not forget to order her in the end.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"Put it on for me quickly, I have something else to talk to you about."

Fu Yanye saw that she was reluctant to move for a long time, and she kept staring at him so much that the hairs on his body were about to stand on end, so she couldn't help urging her again.

Zhuo Jian glanced at him again a little unhappy, then looked down at his slender hands and at his bony ring finger.

Unexpectedly, in the end, it turned out to be like this.

Some things cannot be avoided after all.

However, after being tortured by him for so long, Zhuo Jian felt that it was still possible to delay for a while.

Fu Yanye looked at her and reminded: "Zhuo Jian."

Zhuo Jian raised her eyebrows pretending to be cold, pinched his fingers with two hands and touched them, then looked down on him, "It's not that you don't have long hands, why do you want me to give them to you?" Wear."

"Zhuo Jian, believe it or not, I can make you cry while keeping that kid safe and sound in your stomach."

"..."

"You know what I mean, huh?"

His eyes swept across her body.

Zhuo Jian froze, of course she knew what he meant.

He has a lot of ability to trouble people, but he probably doesn't know what it means to put a ring on him this time.

She squeezed his hand tightly, and that hand was also pinching the ring, but she still looked at him seriously before putting it on, "Some things don't need to be written in black and white, but I'm serious, next time you take it off, Give it back to me, and I won't keep it for you again."

"Zhuo Jian."

He withdrew his hand in front of her, and suddenly called her name with an inscrutable smile.

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian's heart trembled suddenly.

"Do you threaten me?"

Fu Yanye looked at her with a hidden knife in his smile and asked.