I don't deserve your love

The door opened, and after they entered, the room was silent.

Fu Yanye hugged her in a circle and closed the door, pushing her against the door so that his lips could not leave her skin.

Zhuo Jian's neck was itchy badly, and she pressed her hands hard against his collarbone and pushed her neck, but his two thin lips still ignited her neck casually.

"Fu Yanye."

She called him hoarsely.

Fu Yanye stopped for a while, but still maintained that posture, panting unbearably.

"do not do that."

Her long, warped eyelashes were curled up, spreading under her eyes like moving butterfly wings, panting slightly, she gently pushed him.

Fu Yanye slowly moved his face away from the side of her neck, and his black eyes could clearly see her blushing, shy, ashamed and helpless appearance.

How could he just give up like this.

Her lips let out a little breath, and they were immediately pressed gently by him.

Zhuo Jian evaded reflexively, but the back of her head was embraced by his hands, all movements were done in one go, he pressed her against the wall and kissed her in the way he wanted, affectionately.

Zhuo Jian felt that she was obviously the one who was lifted up high, but it was meaningless at all, she just couldn't escape.

Until he almost couldn't restrain himself from kissing, he stopped on his own initiative, and asked her in a thick voice: "Eat first or eat me first?"

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian was in a daze, and it took several seconds to make a sound, but she turned her face away after understanding what he meant, her voice was still rustling, "Put me down first."

What eats or eats you?

She cursed in her heart.

We are both divorced.

But she won't say these five words often anymore, because he will be stimulated, and if he is stimulated, she will have no good fruit to eat.

Fu Yanye reluctantly put her down, and Zhuo Jian moved slightly towards the wall.

Fu Yanye watched her moving in his arms, and quietly followed her.

When she got to the wall, she raised her eyes and glared at him a little angrily. That look was delicate and tricky, but he was very tasty.

He even wanted to kiss her again and tie her to the bed.

She looked angry, like a little rabbit who was irritated.

Zhuo Jian looked inside and suddenly asked, "Is there any hot water? I want to drink hot water."

Fu Yanye stared at her intently, the restless look in her eyes made him smile unconsciously, and pressed his forehead against hers, and asked softly, "Do you want to run away again?"

"..."

Unexpectedly, his thoughts were pierced, and he couldn't say anything else for a while.

Fu Yanye smiled again, and leaned into her ear: "I can control all the doors in this house, forget?"

I forgot!

Angrily, Zhuo Jian immediately turned her face away and tilted her head to prevent him from pressing against her so ambiguously.

"Honey, you haven't been back for a long time."

Faced with her embarrassing blushing, he just held her face up so that she would look at him, and said this to her seriously.

Zhuo Jian watched his facial features begin to enlarge infinitely in front of her face again, and raised her head subconsciously: "What is that?"

"Spider, spider?"

she exclaimed.

"spider?"

He didn't respond to the first sound, and turned his head subconsciously after hearing the spider.

"Really, it's so big, ah, it's going to fall on your back?"

Zhuo Jian continued to scream.

Fu Yanye glanced over his shoulder.

Zhuo Jian instantly pushed him out and opened the door.

"Huh? It hurts."

Obviously the doorknob was already in her hand.

But she is in his hands.

It was too late when Zhuo Jian realized that he was grabbing her wrist, and she was burning with urgency, feeling that she couldn't escape, as if she had been judged to be in his bed tonight.

"It seems that you want to eat me first."

He told her firmly.

The distance between the two of them was so close, Fu Yanye didn't know what she was thinking, he was so confident in himself that she thought she could escape.

In just a second, he grabbed her and lifted her up.

"Fu Yanye."

Who wants to eat you first.

she yelled.

But she was carried on his shoulders and her legs were tied by him, so she waved her hand a little.

"Is the butt owed for a spank?"

And then really hit it off.

Zhuo Jian didn't move at all, until he was thrown onto their big and soft bed, Zhuo Jian got up almost immediately, trying to escape from the head of the bed.

Fu Yanye grabbed her two thin legs, dragged her back, and quickly pressed her on top of her.

"Fu Yanye, do you have memory problems?"

She was nervous and frightened, and her voice became thinner.

"Ok?"

Fu Yanye responded while tugging at her dress.

"Otherwise, why would you always forget about our divorce?"

She really wants to cry, it's really not like this, she is still so entangled after divorce.

Fu Yanye listened to the movements of his hands for two seconds, and then came to her eyes: "Shouldn't you eat after a divorce?"

"..."

What does this have to do with eating?

Zhuo Jian pushed him hard and grabbed his hand, but many, many times, her hand hurt, and he could do whatever he wanted.

He stopped suddenly at the critical moment, Zhuo Jian thought he was paralyzed, but...

"wait a minutes!"

He held her hand in one hand, and leaned his upper body towards the bedside table. Soon, she saw him take out a security product from it.

"Fu Yanye, stop making trouble."

Zhuo Jian panicked.

"Hey, I can't get pregnant again so quickly."

Fu Yanye gently comforted her while unpacking.

Pregnant again so soon?

Pregnant with what?

Suddenly, his regretful look since she became pregnant, and his hostile eyes towards his son suddenly appeared in his mind. When she realized it, she didn't forget to run away.

Fu Yanye felt that he might be too excited, otherwise the package would not be opened for a long time, he was so angry that he wanted to throw it away and change another one, but...

Zhuo Jian was able to relax his hands and pushed him out with brute force.

When Fu Yanye was pushed away, he saw Zhuo Jian jumping out of bed, running outside without even caring about putting on his shoes.

She really wanted to escape.

This big night, he has already brought her.

This woman is really naive.

Zhuo Jian was caught by him before he ran to the door. Fu Yanye was angry and thought it was funny. He hugged her from behind and asked her in a low voice: "It must be like this? I seem to be I'm trying to force you."

"It was."

Zhuo Jian completely disregarded her decency, tearing down her delicate tears in protest.

"But you are mine."

"I'm not yours."

She was even more angry.

"no?"

"no!"

Zhuo Jian protested stubbornly.

But the hand was pinched suddenly, and the finger was bitten severely.

The pain was so painful that she couldn't get rid of it, so she snorted and yelled at him again: "Fu Yanye."

"Is it mine?"

He continued to ask.

"You, you do this every time."

"How?"

"Words and deeds to extract a confession."

Zhuo Jian hummed in pain, tears streaming down his face, but his words were not weak at all.

Fu Yanye couldn't help laughing again after hearing this, and gradually tightened her into his arms from her body, only feeling that this moment was extremely precious.