I don't deserve your love

"How did you promise me that night, remember?"

Fu Yanye asked, continuing to kiss her.

"do not remember."

Can she say she doesn't remember?

There is no chance at all, Fu Yanye always has tricks to make her submit obediently.

The kissed person was numb all over, and let him do whatever he wanted limply.

Fu Yanye was even more mesmerized, and when her hands started to behave irregularly in her pajamas, she felt that she began to twist again, and her slightly hoarse voice threatened her: "Don't struggle in my arms from now on."

"Fu Yanye."

His domineering could no longer be concealed, but Zhuo Jian was reminded by his words to regain his senses.

How could she come to apologize and become his prisoner?

But just as she pronounced his name, Fu Yanye lifted her chin and kissed her again.

When a good kisser kisses, it is easy to kiss for too long?

Anyway, she was kissed by him with her head up, and then her neck became sore, and her brain began to struggle, and he didn't stop.

"Mommy, Mommy!"

Zhuo Jian woke up suddenly with the familiar voice of a child, and grabbed his arm: "Fu Yanye, it seems that Cheng Cheng has woken up."

"Ok?"

"I heard him call Mommy."

Zhuo Jian looked at the roof, grabbed his messy hand and reminded him earnestly.

"Honey, do you want to run away?"

While questioning, Fu Yanye couldn't stand the towel in the quilt, so he threw the towel out and stuck it directly on Zhuo Jian. He didn't plan to let her go tonight.

It was originally planned to be in the master bedroom, but it was occupied by those three brats.

Well, here it is.

Zhuo Jian still held his arm, "Listen."

"I can't hear anything. I won't let you go tonight."

Fu Yanye kissed her again.

Zhuo Jian's heart was flustered by the kiss, but Cheng Cheng's voice calling her came from her ears.

"Fu Yanye, later, I really heard Chengcheng calling me."

Zhuo Jian urged.

"Even if he really calls you, I won't let you go."

"Fu Yanye."

"Call husband."

Fu Yanye sucked her lips hard, he hated that Zhuo Jian was under his body and wanted to run away.

Zhuo Jian sighed helplessly, holding his face.

The two looked at each other, and Fu Yanye listened outside: "There is indeed no sound."

"I swear I really heard it, why don't we go and have a look together?"

Zhuo Jian thought, he was afraid that she would run away, so they could be together.

The two of them have three children, so why should she be afraid of him?

Fu Yanye listened to her words and guessed that she probably heard it. It is said that women and babies have some kind of telepathy, but he still didn't intend to let her go just like that. He held her hand and kissed her, pestering: "Call my husband to come and listen."

"..."

"Call your husband and let you go."

Fu Yanye explained.

"Old, husband."

When Zhuo Jian said these two words, she couldn't get used to it.

Fu Yanye was even more uncomfortable, so he grabbed her lips and kissed her hard for a while: "Call again, call to a position that I am satisfied with."

"Husband, don't go first, husband."

Zhuo Jian was in a hurry and couldn't help patting him on the shoulder delicately, then looked towards the door.

"Dad, why are you pressing down on my mommy?"

Suddenly a little guy appeared at the end of the bed.

Fu Yanye froze, and Zhuo Jian's pupils dilated.

In less than a few seconds, Fu Yanye rolled down from Zhuo Jian's body, and Zhuo Jian got up, buttoning up his pajamas in a panic while looking at the little guy who came: "Baby, why did you come here?"

"My brothers woke up and wanted to find Mommy."

Chengcheng walked over unhurriedly, said, and then a pair of big eyes walked back and forth between the two of them.

Fu Yanye put the quilt directly on his head in agitation: "Auntie is here to bring them."

Zhuo Jian turned her head to look at him, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Are you angry again?

Hey.

But looking at her precious son again, she quickly got out of bed, and then held Cheng Cheng's hand: "Let's go, let's go coax my brother."

"Well, where's Dad?"

Chengcheng agreed, then turned to look at Fu Yanye.

Oh, I can't see it anymore, Dad is hiding under the quilt, is he going to hide and seek?

Zhuo Jian looked at Cheng Cheng's curious eyes, and originally wanted to keep Cheng Cheng. Obviously, Cheng Cheng wanted to be with his father, but thinking that his father was not suitable to be seen now, she could only say to Cheng Cheng: "You Dad is sleepy, let's go first, Mom will sleep with you."

"Come back soon."

When the mother and son walked to the door, Fu Yanye suddenly lifted the quilt and shouted outside.

Zhuo Jian made a shush gesture with Cheng Cheng, and continued to leave with Cheng Cheng.

Fu Yanye opened his eyes anxiously and looked at the roof.

What crime did he do?

The woman is not done yet, and the child is making trouble again.

But when Zhuo Jian returned to the master bedroom, they really woke up.

But they all lie obediently on the bed and play with themselves.

Chengcheng climbed onto the bed again, then sat with her head turned and waited for Zhuo Jian to get up.

Zhuo Jian took off her shoes and went up, reminding him: "Lie down quickly."

Chengcheng lay obediently beside her again.

Zhuo Jian leaned down and kissed him on the cheek, then said softly: "I'll go and coax my brothers first, okay?"

Cheng Cheng nodded, Zhuo Jian covered him with a quilt and went to the other side, patting this and that.

After more than half an hour, the three of them finally fell asleep again.

Zhuo Jian still had a little reason to think about Boss Fu, but soon her eyelids twitched, and she fell asleep lying next to her son.

This morning she had a dream.

Then woke up.

Lin Ruxiang snatched Fu Yanye away.

After Lin Ruxiang snatched Fu Yanye away, she only doted on Fu Yanye alone. She finally found Fu Yanye, but Fu Yanye didn't even have the little bit of empathy he could give her now.

In the dream, she saw Fu Yanye in Lin Ruxiang's apartment being hugged by Lin Ruxiang from behind, cooking for Lin Ruxiang. She walked over and said, "Husband, why are you cooking for her? Husband, come home with me."

Fu Yanye looked at her indifferently: "I am her man, of course I will cook for her, or will I cook for you?"

Lin Ruxiang was even more proud, lying on his back and scolding her proudly: "Zhuo Jian, you abandoned woman."

Zhuo Jian was suffering from pain in her heart, and before waking up, she cried and begged the man in the dream: "Husband, don't leave me, husband..."

"Hey, my husband is here, and my husband is reluctant to leave you behind."

"husband……"

Suddenly, she didn't know whether it was a dream or reality, she felt that she was hugged from behind, and she slowly opened her eyes.

It was really heavy on the waist. She lowered her eyes and saw a strong arm. She turned her eyes.

Fu Yanye was looking at her above her, smiling smugly.

"Have a nightmare?"

he asked her in a low voice.

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian agreed.

"What did you dream about?"

Fu Yanye continued to ask in a low voice.

"dream……"

Looking at the almost uncontrollable smug look in his eyes, Zhuo Jian suddenly woke up.

"Ok?"

Fu Yanye looked forward to it, and his voice was even deeper.

Zhuo Jian ignored him, turned her head and found that the child had woken up, and even wanted to remove his hands from her body.

But Fu Yanye hugged her even tighter, leaning closer to her ear, "My wife..."