I don't deserve your love

distressed?

Of course she will.

But she was more angry.

"Why are you holding that knife? You can pinch her hand."

"I think my wife doesn't like me touching other women's hands."

Fu Yanye looked at her deeply with dark eyes and said to her.

All of Zhuo Jian's anger suddenly stuck above her heart, and her breathing stopped for a few seconds.

"Besides, you forgot that I have a cleanliness?"

Fu Yanye asked her again.

"Can you stand so straight in front of a woman holding a knife if you have a cleanliness? Can you not be afraid of death if you are cleanliness?"

Zhuo Jian questioned him angrily, her eyes were red.

"It won't die."

"If you die, I will remarry with Chengcheng. Anyway, Fu Yanye, if you don't cherish yourself, I won't either."

Zhuo Jian lowered her head and said, spread out his palm again, applied medicine to him, and then bandaged it.

Fu Yanye sat across from her and watched her movements. Seeing that she was about to shed tears, she felt pain in her heart and shouted: "It hurts, hurts, take it easy."

"It really hurts."

"Are you going to murder your husband?"

"Wife, can you blow on it for me? It won't hurt after blowing on it."

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at him angrily, when is he still playing with her here?

"Okay, I'll pay attention later, huh?"

Fu Yanye saw that he couldn't coax him well, so he had to get serious.

"If you think you belong to yourself, then you can do whatever you want. As long as you think about your parents and grandparents in your heart, as long as you think about me and your son, you should also know how to protect yourself."

Zhuo Jian was not so angry now, she looked down at the hands she was holding and murmured.

She was really afraid that if Lin Ruxiang was distracted, what if the knife stabbed him directly?

He was too sure.

He should be careful.

Zhuo Jian thought so in her heart.

"I naturally have my parents, grandparents, and my son and you in my heart. I was negligent. I shouldn't let myself get hurt. I apologize. Don't be angry, okay?"

Fu Yanye hugged her into his arms, and hugged her even tighter as he spoke.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help stretching out her hands to hug him tightly, but just about to open her hands, she felt uncomfortable in her hands, and suddenly remembered that her hands hadn't been cleaned, and asked him: "I have blood on my hands."

"hug me."

Fu Yanye only made a coquettish sound.

Zhuo Jian didn't want to bother, she wanted to hug him and tell him: "This is the last time."

"Ah."

Fu Yanye agreed, kissed her lightly on the forehead, and asked her in a low voice: "Shall we go home early? I don't want to play anymore."

"it is good."

Fu Yanye looked around the room, and saw that it was a woman's room. Now he wanted to go home quickly, and Zhuo Jian was so obedient, so he hurriedly took her away.

The wound on the hand can't affect anything.

But as soon as the two of them left, the two couples felt nothing interesting.

Zhong Mai saw that Zhang Mingmei's eyes were always on Su Bai, and she who had already sat beside Yan Zheng poked Yan Zheng, and said in a low voice, "Let's go home?"

Yan Zheng turned to look at her, how did Miss Zhong say the words about going home so smoothly?

But Zhong Mai understood with just one look, and stood up: "Yes."

"Leave so early?"

Su Bai was suddenly a little nervous.

The atmosphere in the booth became a little weird.

"Mai Mai, let's make an appointment alone next time."

Zhang Mingmei gave Zhong Mai a look.

"it is good."

Zhong Mai agreed to come down, and said to the man behind as he walked out, "Help get the bag."

Yan Zheng: "..."

The corner of Su Bai's mouth twitched, and he asked him, "Don't you hate her? Why do you do whatever she asks you to do?"

"I'm almost thirty, not three."

After Yan Zheng said this, he gave Zhong Mai his bag and left.

What do you mean he is already thirty and not three years old?

After he left, Su Bai became annoyed while clutching the wine glass. When he looked up, he saw the woman opposite him leaning against the booth drinking, she didn't look at him, but he couldn't help staring at her.

"Zhang Mingmei, when did you buy this dress?"

"My mother gave it to me, saying it is suitable for seducing men."

As Zhang Mingmei said, she purposely folded her legs, which was still a very thin posture from his position.

"Ah."

Su Bai really didn't understand.

She hated Bei Wei so much, why did she still accept what Bei Wei gave her?

And what is she doing now?

Su Bai felt his nose was a little hot, and got up, "Don't drink too much, I'm going upstairs."

"Okay, see you tomorrow, President Su."

Zhang Mingmei shook her wine glass and said to him.

Su Bai felt that Boss Su's voice was particularly harsh when she called her, so he couldn't help turning his head to look at her.

Zhang Mingmei looked at him with a smile and didn't say much.

Su Bai went upstairs, but he was still uncertain.

Zhang Mingmei was still sitting in the booth, some things that happened tonight emerged in her mind.

It seemed that Lin Ruxiang was just sitting on the ground pretending to be pitiful, with a bloody knife beside her, why was she suddenly alone?

The sense of loneliness suddenly rose.

"Sister Mingmei, do you still want to drink?"

A waiter came up to her and asked her.

"Ah."

Zhang Mingmei nodded.

"Don't fall down, Miss Zhang has to go to work tomorrow."

Suddenly the manager came forward and reminded the waiter in a low voice.

"What work do I have tomorrow? He's not sick."

Zhang Mingmei asked back when she heard it.

The waiter and the manager smiled awkwardly, but they did leave with the wine.

Zhang Mingmei was upset, she raised her eyes and looked upstairs, remembering what happened last night, she was in a daze afterwards, it hurts today, but...

Spring nights are worth thousands of dollars.

The experience last night was too bad.

Su Bai was taking a bath, when he heard the doorbell, he immediately took off a towel and went out. He saw Zhang Mingmei standing close to his door.

"Why do you always, don't come here."

"Come on, let's satisfy our physical needs."

As soon as Zhang Mingmei said that, she locked the door behind her and rushed forward.

Su Bai was still pinching the bath towel, watching her rush to the side to hide, Zhang Mingmei went straight to pull his bath towel, and then...

"Zhang Mingmei."

He yelled.

"You look like a cowardly virgin, man."

Zhang Mingmei commented on him like this, and then directly pressed him on the bed.

Without any hindrance, Zhang Mingmei could see him clearly, and managed to make her face as hot as a high fever.

She was really drugged last night.

So everything I do is in a daze, as long as I feel good, I don’t have time to experience anything else.

Tonight was different. Although she had a few glasses of wine, she was sober.

"Su Bai, do you like it or not?"

"I said I can be responsible, but you don't have to..."

"I don't want you to be responsible, Su Bai, what I'm asking is, do you like to do it with me? Do you feel it when you do it?"

Zhang Mingmei lay on top of him, seduce him so femininely, and asked him in a soft voice.

Su Bai's throat was dry and he couldn't speak a word.

Can he not like it?

He has no flaws.