I don't deserve your love

"Zhuo Jian, you still want to give me to another woman?"

Fu Yanye raised his arm to prevent Zhao Ran from touching it, but instead grabbed Zhuo Jian's shoulder to question.

He was obviously so drunk that he seemed to be about to lose consciousness, but there was such disappointment and hatred in his drunken eyes.

Zhuo Jian glanced at Zhao Ran in a blink of an eye. Zhao Ran was almost hit by him, and took a few steps back in fright. At this time, he also looked at Fu Yanye suspiciously.

Zhao Ran had never seen Fu Yanye so sad, and felt a twinge in his heart.

"I didn't call her here."

Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye and replied softly.

"Not you? Then who else? How did she come up?"

Fu Yanye couldn't be more angry when she thought that she was the one who got Zhao Ran to the reception to pester him last time.

Zhuo Jian knew that he didn't believe what he said, so he simply didn't explain, and just asked him: "Do you still want to go upstairs?"

"Upstairs? Of course I'm going."

As Fu Yanye spoke, he held her face tightly, and each word came out of his mouth, "I want to eat you."

"..."

Zhuo Jian clenched the bag in her hand, secretly thinking about one thing.

"Brother Yanye, sister-in-law, are you alright?"

Zhao Ran didn't hear what they said clearly, and couldn't bear to see how close they were, so he tried to go forward.

"Don't come over, get out."

Fu Yanye suddenly turned his head and said four words to her.

Zhao Ran: "..."

Tears flowed out instantly, and seeing Fu Yanye walking away with Zhuo Jian in his arms, he couldn't help but murmured again: "Brother Yanye, are you stupid? That woman doesn't love you."

Zhuo Jian helped Fu Yanye upstairs, threw him on the sofa and was about to go upstairs to see his son, but he held him tightly in his arms.

"Ah, Fu Yanye, what are you doing? Let go."

Zhuo Jian helplessly lay on top of him, calling him uncomfortable.

"I'm so hot, Jane, I want you."

"Relax first, I'll go and see the children."

"you see me."

Fu Yanye suddenly held her face up and told her to face him.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

His eyes were as crystal clear as obsidian, and Zhuo Jian was disturbed when he saw it, so he could only lower his eyes: "Fu Yanye, let me go, Cheng Li woke up."

"Chengli woke up? You still mentioned Chengli to me, tell me, who named my son? You hate me so much? I hate that you eat meat for them, I hate that you let other men do it What I should do, do you want me to kill her?"

Fu Yanye turned around suddenly with his arms around her, pressed her on the sofa, and questioned her in a low voice.

Zhuo Jian's heart seemed to have knocked over the five-flavored bottle, she seemed to have never seen him like this.

He is blaming her?

But he was weird, very weird.

Zhuo Jian's hands were pressed by his chest and couldn't move, he lowered his head to kiss her, Zhuo Jian immediately looked away.

Fu Yanye pinched her thigh with one hand and her jaw with the other: "Don't let me kiss? Do you want that man to kiss?"

"Fu Yanye, what the hell are you, um."

What are you crazy about?

One mouthful of that man.

Sheng Xin kissed her that time, outside, deliberately for him to see.

"Honey, I'm so hot, I'm dying."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Fu Yanye, are you drinking too much?"

"I didn't drink too much, I just missed you."

He kissed her, from the corner of her lips all the way to her slender swan neck, attacking inward little by little.

Zhuo Jian was almost out of breath from his kiss, and saw many stars in her eyes.

"Do you feel it?"

Fu Yanye pressed her body and whispered in her ear.

Zhuo Jian thought that he was really drunk, not lightly drunk.

She was already blushing from being fucked, and she just begged him to pass out quickly.

There seemed to be someone talking at the door, but it was soon quiet again.

Zhuo Jian took his hands out of his arms and grabbed the back of the sofa, wanting to take a look at the door, should Yuan Man and Chang Xia be there?

She tried to call them, but her legs suddenly felt cold, she looked down and saw him messing around, and immediately cupped his face with both hands: "Fu Yanye, what are you doing?"

"Be you."

After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he rushed forward again.

Zhuo Jian didn't even know when he took off his pants, anyway...

Later, Zhuo Jian found that his complexion was not right, his eyes drooped, and she seemed to be scalded on the naked skin of the two of them.

Suddenly, the drink he drank when they left suddenly appeared in her mind.

"Fu Yanye, you are sick, I will call you a doctor."

"You are my doctor, wife."

Fu Yanye muttered.

Soon, the sofa turned into a battlefield.

Fu Yanye regained the happiness of being a man.

Later, Zhuo Jian was hugged by him on the sofa wearing the skirt whose hem was torn by him.

The phone rang in her black handbag under the sofa, Zhuo Jian reached out to get it, but he hugged her tightly and said, "It's so noisy."

"Fu Yanye, I need to go to the bathroom."

Zhuo Jian called him sadly.

Only then did Fu Yanye let go, and Zhuo Jian immediately got up, took the bag and ran into the toilet.

Fu Yanye narrowed her phoenix eyes, watching her figure get farther and farther away, then closed her eyes again

It's just that besides the redness on his face from alcohol, there is more disappointment.

After finishing the phone call, Zhuo Jian took out the document she had prepared in advance in the toilet, opened it for a look, and then turned to look at the door panel.

This time, they will completely separate, right?

She glanced at her watch again, it was past two o'clock.

At this time, Yuan Man and Chang Xia should be gone.

The presidential suite leads directly to the roof. She thought about it, and was about to go out when she suddenly heard a drunken voice at the door: "Honey, open the door, I want to go to the bathroom."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"Wife?"

Fu Yanye knocked on the door and called her tirelessly.

Zhuo Jian heartily opened the door.

Fu Yanye hugged her immediately: "Don't leave yet, we will be together later."

"..."

She almost thought he was asleep.

He is now like this again, alive and well?

"Go on your own, I'll go out and wait for you."

"No, you will slip away."

"I'm not going away, I still need your help."

Zhuo Jian talked to him patiently.

"Really?"

Fu Yanye looked at her in disbelief.

Zhuo Jian had no choice but to look away, "Go to the bathroom, I'll wait for you inside."

There seemed to be some trust in Fu Yanye's eyes, but he still put his arms around her shoulders and carried her to a certain place.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

He had to wash his hands again after going to the toilet, and Zhuo Jian's patience was running out.

A helicopter was waiting upstairs for her, and the children.

Fu Yanye suddenly held water in his hand and bounced at her.

Although it was lukewarm water, Zhuo Jian was still startled, "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you like playing with me like this when you were a child?"

"..."

Why bring up your childhood again.

The fuss she had when she was a child was all on him.

Zhuo Jian wanted to avoid it, but who knew he would keep coming, Zhuo Jian called him angrily: "Fu Yanye, can you stop making trouble?"

Maybe it was because her voice was too high, he suddenly became quiet, and looked at her deeply with drunken eyes.

Zhuo Jian was flustered and short of breath, couldn't see his bearing the humiliation, lowered her head and said, "Let's talk after we get out."

"Honey, I'm still hot."