I don't deserve your love

The smile on Zhuo Jian's face stagnated for two seconds, but soon she laughed again: "That's okay."

She took Chengcheng's special bowl for rice, took Chengcheng's small spoon, and delivered the rice into Chengcheng's mouth spoon by spoon.

Orange orange is even more fun to eat.

The two of them sat close to him, but they seemed to be divided into two poles.

One side is as warm as spring, while the other side is as cold as east.

Fortunately, Chengcheng was full soon, Fu Yanye ordered: "Take the young master out first."

"Yes!"

Auntie walked in and took Chengcheng away from Zhuo Jian's arms.

Zhuo Jian didn't say anything, but told Cheng Cheng: "Mom will find you later."

"it is good!"

Chengcheng left with her aunt in her arms.

Fu Yanye turned his head and looked at her, that look was like a knife blade.

"Go over there and sit down and eat dinner."

Fu Yanye ordered her.

"I do not want to eat."

Zhuo Jian whispered, her heart was jumping for joy now, and she wanted to go up to see Chengqing Chengli first.

"Don't want to eat? Then can't bear to get sick?"

Fu Yanye glanced at her and questioned her.

"..."

Zhuo Jian suddenly understood the reason why he asked her to eat, and held her breath in her heart, unwilling to listen to his order, but finally walked over.

Auntie had served her a long time ago, but seeing the big bowl full of rice, she couldn't eat it at all.

When she picked up the spoon, Fu Yanye stared at her and ordered again: "Drink the soup first."

Zhuo Jian looked up at him, not understanding why he cared about what she ate and drank first.

"What do you see me doing? Do you think I care about you? I just don't like being with a cold body."

Fu Yanye reminded her.

"..."

She understood, and she served herself soup as instructed.

Fu Yanye took a sip of wine casually, then continued to stare at her.

Did the two bodyguards take good care of her?

How could she be more haggard than she was on Christmas night?

Although she puts on makeup, she is quite delicate...

She came back with makeup on?

Is it because you want him to be happy?

Thinking of this, Fu Yanye looked at her with deeper eyes, and looked at her more carefully.

Later, he put the bowl and chopsticks aside and stared at her for almost an hour as she ate.

He glanced at his phone and smiled helplessly.

Zhuo Jian looked up at him, and he immediately reminded her with a cold face: "Mrs. Fu, why are you staring at me? Do you want me to tell you that you ate for an hour? Just three dishes and one soup can take an hour? "

"..."

Zhuo Jian didn't expect that he would pinch the watch to count the time for her.

Will I be billed by the hour in the future?

Zhuo Jian looked at him suspiciously.

"Go wash up after eating, I don't want to sleep in the same bed with a woman who smells like she doesn't belong to this family."

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at him speechlessly, then turned and went out.

Fu Yanye held the wine glass and drank all the remaining wine in it.

Zhuo Jian went to take a bath.

Her cell phone rang outside, Fu Yanye walked over and opened her bag.

There is an agreement in it, which is about children.

It's been a long time, and she's still letting it go.

She wanted him to give up custody of the child, probably before Christmas night.

That night, in fact, she had other plans for him.

It's just that he drank the seasoned wine and failed to give her a chance.

Fu Yanye suddenly thought, if he was simply drunk that night, would she have coaxed him into signing this thing?

She is very good at coaxing him.

Thinking so...

It seemed like a long time, and she stopped coaxing him.

Fu Yanye took out his mobile phone, saw the number, sneered unconsciously, and picked it up: "Mr. Sheng called my wife so late, what's the matter?"

"Fu Yanye? Where's Zhuo Jian?"

"Zhuo Jian? Are you still in the mood to care about Zhuo Jian? Take care of your own affairs first."

"Fu Yanye, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Don't call her again, or you will never see that woman."

"Fu Yanye, you..."

Sheng Xin was threatened, and was so angry that he wanted to curse, but Fu Yanye hung up before he could say anything.

Then he went back to the room, and she just came out of the shower.

Because she had washed it once before, she simply washed it down this time.

But just like that, he was already in love.

There was a thin layer of powder on the skin that had been contaminated by warm water, which made him feel like he was about to move.

Fu Yanye walked towards her slowly, Zhuo Jian didn't retreat, but just murmured: "I put bath water for you."

It seemed to suddenly return to that night.

Fu Yanye stopped in front of her, looking at her with dark eyes.

Zhuo Jian also looked up at him.

When he didn't speak, she urged softly: "The water will be cold."

"No bath tonight."

he whispered.

Zhuo Jian stared straight at him with big eyes, suddenly her mind was buzzing.

"Go to bed."

"Fu Yanye."

"Or do you want to talk about this piece of paper first?"

He suddenly took out the piece of paper in front of her.

"Fu Yanye."

Zhuo Jian was stunned, why... he flipped through her bag?

Zhuo Jian suddenly had a feeling that the sky was about to fall. When he found this, would he ignore everything and drive her away so that she would never see her son again?

She panicked.

"I don't want to talk about these spoilers now. If you are smart, you know what to do?"

Seeing that she was afraid, Fu Yanye reminded her in a deep voice.

This time she nodded obediently.

Seeing that she was finally sensible, Fu Yanye patted the piece of paper in her arms, turned around and left.

Holding the paper about child custody, Zhuo Jian didn't dare to act rashly again.

"Don't forget to wear your sexiest pajamas."

Until the person going to the bathroom suddenly turned around and reminded her of this sentence.

"..."

Zhuo Jian lost all thoughts.

Now this piece of paper is meaningless. She put it under her bag before and didn't care at all. Recently, she was working and had a fever, so she completely forgot about it.

However, it was turned out by him.

Now she only thinks about one thing, which is to follow his wishes and make him happy.

Only when he is happy can she have good fruit to eat.

So she went to find the sexiest pajamas in his mouth.

-

When he went out, the headlights in the room were turned off.

It was dark, but her small body lying on the bed was even more beautiful.

The aunt sent her a mobile phone to interrupt her train of thought. Seeing Ouyang Ping's WeChat, she chatted with Ouyang Ping about work.

Fu Yanye stepped forward, lowered his head to see the content of her chat, and unconsciously turned to see her serious appearance.

Ouyang Ping said that she was earning milk powder money for her child, is that it?

But Ouyang Ping also said that her shoulders were often sore, Fu Yanye thought about what Ouyang Ping told him about her that time, thinking about it...

Fu Yanye directly took the phone away from her hand.

Zhuo Jian raised her head, seeing him looking down at her from above, her heart tightened.

Fu Yanye threw the phone aside, straightened up, and stared at her condescendingly.

Indifferent as a beast.

"Still in the mood to chat? It seems that I haven't put enough pressure on you."

Zhuo Jian turned around, moved to the head of the bed, and asked in panic, "You finished washing."

Fu Yanye bent down, pinched her chin with gentle fingers and asked her: "You intend to make me happy by looking like this?"

"I have torn up the agreement."

Zhuo Jian quickly explained.

Fu Yanye glanced at the trash can not far away. There were indeed some shreds of paper in it. He had to admit that he felt more comfortable, but his face was still expressionless, "If you tear it up, you can pretend it never happened ?Um?"