I don't deserve your love

Soon, his brows frowned even tighter.

"It's really bitter."

As she expected, he tasted it and turned his back on it.

He let go of his mouth, savoring the bitter taste of the Chinese medicine in his mouth carefully, his black eyes still staring at her.

Zhuo Jian still couldn't move her hand, until he noticed, and then let go of her.

"right!"

Zhuo Jian smiled awkwardly and politely, and when she was about to put it in her mouth again, she suddenly remembered that he had sucked it just now, and she unconsciously turned sideways in embarrassment.

Fu Yanye watched her small movements, she obviously wanted to wipe the place where he had sucked, but she was embarrassed because he was in the way.

"Drink it quickly, it's a bitter medicine, you have to drink it while it's hot."

Fu Yanye suddenly reminded him ruthlessly.

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, not wanting to drink anymore.

"Hurry up and drink? Grandma's wish."

Seeing her getting emotional, Fu Yanye urged her.

"You, don't you have a clean freak?"

Zhuo Jian had no choice but to change the topic.

Just now, he didn't feel disgusted at all?

Or is it her illusion?

His disgust is in his heart, not on his face?

"We have three children, where can I be a clean freak?"

Fu Yanye asked her back.

It was because of that.

Zhuo Jian understood, nodded, and wiped the mouth without any trace, and put it in her mouth again, regardless of whether he was there or not.

Fu Yanye stared straight at her and smiled unconsciously.

Suddenly very angry.

Why does she seem to be even more of a clean freak than him?

They even had children.

He looked at her and gradually saw her pink lips.

He couldn't believe he hadn't kissed that mouth.

Definitely kissed everywhere.

Fu Yanye started to look at her from top to bottom after thinking about it, then turned and left upset: "I'm going to take a shower first."

"..."

Zhuo Jian quietly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that you should hurry to wash.

She let go of the medicine bag, let out a breath, and then started drinking again.

After sitting on the bed, she looked inside and thought about it. He is not in good health, so he should continue to sleep on the bed. It is more suitable for her to sleep on the sofa.

But last time she slept on the sofa, how did she sleep on the bed?

He must have hugged it, so is it midnight or morning?

If it's morning it's fine, if it's midnight...

So, they didn't sleep together?

Will he suddenly feel sick when he regains his memory?

After all, he didn't let her sleep in that room before.

but……

That day, she woke up in the master bedroom.

Why did she wake up in the master bedroom?

Why did he say he wanted to talk?

What else is he going to talk about?

It was what she originally thought. Did he want to break up peacefully?Or do you want to stop bullying her and live a good life with her for the sake of the child?

Ordinary, living like an ordinary family.

She used to fantasize like that.

When Fu Yanye came out of the shower, he saw her sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze. He didn't rush to go over, but just stood behind and watched quietly.

No clue at all.

In addition to hearing is hearing.

How did he forget her when they had three children?

Forgot so clean.

How much happened between them?

Zhuo Jian's cell phone rang, Zhuo Jian took it out from his pocket, saw that it was Sheng Xin, and picked it up: "Sheng Xin."

"Well, Fu Yanye hasn't recovered his memory yet?"

Sheng Xin asked her.

"Ah."

The two of them were talking on the phone, but Fu Yanye frowned.

Sheng Xin?

Are they still in touch?

"Well, you can ask him, but..."

Zhuo Jian felt that he probably couldn't remember, but she just turned her head to look and found him standing behind, unconsciously wondering when he was standing there.

After Zhuo Jian hung up the phone, Fu Yanye walked over, but frowned tightly, "Did Sheng Xin call you?"

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian agreed.

"It's almost eleven o'clock, night."

Fu Yanye reminded her.

Zhuo Jian glanced at him, thinking that Sheng Xin probably couldn't bear it before calling her.

"I know, he probably couldn't wait to fight."

"Why can't you wait?"

What does that man want to do?

He is still alive, so he wants to take his wife?

Zhuo Jian glanced at him, sighed helplessly, and thought, Sheng Xin came to see you for nothing, you definitely don't remember.

Fu Yanye sat down beside her, "What is he calling for?"

Afraid that he would scare her too fiercely, he tried his best to be calm.

But the dissatisfaction in the tone is hard to hide.

"Looking for you."

Zhuo Jian didn't take it seriously, after all he was more brutal before.

Fu Yanye heard that she was looking for him, and looked at her curiously.

"You once gave him a woman."

Zhuo Jian mentioned.

"..."

He gave Sheng Xin a woman?

He couldn't figure it out, this shouldn't be something he would do.

"You said that woman stole his seed, and then you hid her."

Zhuo Jian continued.

Knowing that he couldn't remember, she sighed helplessly, and said, "But you have lost that part of your memory now, so I said he was looking for you in vain, what do you think?"

Only then did Fu Yanye come back to his senses, seeing the shrewdness and helplessness in Zhuo Jian's eyes, unconsciously...

The lights in the room were quite bright, but he felt that he couldn't see her clearly, so he leaned in slowly.

Zhuo Jian's eyes widened, and then he leaned back.

Before she was about to fall down, he held her head and asked her: "What are you hiding? I see you have a hair here."

As he said, he really grabbed a hair from the end of her eyebrow, although it was very short.

Zhuo Jian looked up, in the light, the hair was chestnut, but she knew it was hers.

It's actually black, but it changes color in the light.

Seeing that she knew he didn't want to take advantage of her, Fu Yanye told her, "Open your hands."

Zhuo Jian looked at him suspiciously.

"hurry up."

Fu Yanye urged.

Zhuo Jian was a little puzzled, but obediently flicked her palm away.

Then the hair was placed in the palm of her hand.

"Throw it away yourself."

Fu Yanye reminded.

"..."

Ok.

Zhuo Jian wanted to stay away from him.

Fu Yanye sat by the bed and watched her throw her hair into the trash can beside the bedside table, and then couldn't help but look at her figure.

She is really going to lose weight, but...

Not without merit.

He thought, if he could have a child with her, it must be, no, she will not just have a little merit, she must have a lot of good things that he can't remember.

Otherwise, how could he have had two babies with her, and his heart ached when he watched her having nightmares.

At that time, they were arguing about divorce. Could it be just a moment of anger?

Su Bai told Yan Zheng that there might be many misunderstandings between them, he thought, it should be.

"I sleep on the sofa."

Zhuo Jian stood there watching him staring at her distractedly, and reminded her.

Fu Yanye came back to his senses, "Go take a shower first."

"Tonight, I won't wash."

Zhuo Jian thought for a while, gave him a quick answer, and then went to the sofa.

"Zhuo Jian."

Fu Yanye suddenly called her.

She turned around, "Huh?"

"To take a bath."

Fu Yanye said again.

"I'll go back and wash it tomorrow."

A night without a shower will do the trick.

"Are you afraid of me peeking, or are you afraid that I will sneak in?"