I don't deserve your love

"you……"

The old man was so angry that he was tired of cursing, so he picked up a horse and threw it at his back.

But it didn't hit.

Fu Yanye went upstairs, Zhuo Jian was lying on the bed drowsy, trying to open his eyes: "You are back."

Fu Yanye went straight into the bathroom without saying a word.

Zhuo Jian got up in a daze and looked at the bathroom, and after realizing that he was going to wash up, she lay down again and continued to sleep.

One of the biggest benefits of drinking Chinese medicine is that it is easy to get sleepy.

Fu Yanye came out 15 minutes later, and she was already asleep.

Fu Yanye was wearing a nightgown, clasped his waist with both hands, and sighed helplessly.

It was she who told him to come up to bed.

As a result, he fell asleep first?

No sincerity at all?

Fu Yanye lay beside her, and said softly, "Zhuo Jian?"

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian vaguely agreed, but she was too sleepy to wake up.

"Did you have something to tell me?"

Fu Yanye asked persistently.

"sleep."

Zhuo Jian got into his arms and continued to sleep.

Fu Yanye looked down at her on his chest, and had difficulty breathing for a while.

-

The next morning, the sun was just right.

There are already people working in the yard, and the old man has also started practicing Tai Chi.

Cheng Cheng followed suit and looked decent. Wang Yue couldn't help taking pictures of them with his mobile phone and sending them to Moments to show off his cute grandson.

And in a certain bedroom upstairs, it was important that it was still quiet at this moment.

Zhuo Jian opened her eyes and saw a pair of sharp eyes staring at her, startled, and quickly backed away.

Fu Yanye stretched out his long arms, fearing that she would fall on the bed, and with a worried expression on his face, he asked her, "Why are you so scared?"

"You, what was that look just now?"

Zhuo Jian touched her heart and asked him.

Fu Yanye lowered his eyes, her slender hands were unstoppable, he held back, and asked in a low voice: "Who called me to sleep last night? I fell asleep first."

"..."

Who told him to sleep last night?

her.

But is there a problem?

Zhuo Jian could see his dissatisfaction from his eyes, so she got into his arms again, "Who told you not to come back so late."

Fu Yanye only felt his heart itching unbearably, this woman would torture him to death sooner or later.

Holding her delicate arms with both hands so that she could not be in his arms, he looked at her again and asked seriously: "Are you still reasonable?"

"Don't be so fierce in the early morning, I want to be in your arms."

Zhuo Jian struggled, speaking softly, which made Fu Yanye unable to hold her, and made her wantonly crawl into his arms and make a fuss.

Fu Yanye felt that his heart was beating for her.

Zhuo Jian hugged him tightly, and then snickered contentedly in his arms.

Well, that's right.

In his arms, there was nothing he could do.

Fu Yanye gradually put his arms around her, looked at the roof and sighed, "Zhuo Jian."

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian softly agreed.

"You know more and more how to make me helpless."

"..."

Zhuo Jian's response to him was to stuff herself into his arms.

Until she felt that his body was gradually different from just now, Zhuo Jian immediately blushed and left his arms.

Fu Yanye frowned and looked at her: "What do you mean?"

"It's time to get up. Auntie will come to clean later."

As Zhuo Jian spoke, she pulled her broken hair behind her ears, trying to get up.

Fu Yanye raised his hand and grasped her wrist accurately, and casually brought her down on the bed again, turning over and pressing on her body in one go: "I light the fire by myself, and put it out by myself."

"What should I do when my mother comes to see me?"

"I can't even come if the king of heaven comes."

Fu Yanye replied forcefully.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help it at all, looked at the door anxiously, and said softly, "Hurry up."

Fu Yanye's blood suddenly swelled, and he lowered his head in front of her: "Hurry up, what?"

Zhuo Jian blushed, "What do you think?"

Fu Yanye still wanted to speak, but she had already taken the initiative to hook the back of his neck and meet his lips.

Her kiss was light and shallow, a bit fatal.

But Fu Yanye was caught in this deadly kiss and didn't want to taste the sweetness of honey so soon.

He likes her kissing him so proactively, even if it's always not enough.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Daddy, Mommy, wake up."

"Dad is better than Mommy, the sun is drying my ass."

Chengcheng stood at their door holding the car remote control, and shouted out in cute voices.

My aunt couldn't help laughing when she heard it.

Chengcheng was also very happy, he thought, Dad must have an ugly face now, hehe.

But he likes to shout, and he knocked on the door twice after thinking about it: "Daddy, I'm going in."

Zhuo Jian couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing under him, and Fu Yanye sighed sadly while lying on her shoulders and neck.

That kid, when did he really understand what he said?

It was agreed not to enter their room casually, and not to disturb their married life casually.

Why did you promise well in front of him, and then interrupt?

Also, what daddy?

Is he a doll?

"Get up?"

Zhuo Jian whispered.

"Happy?"

Fu Yanye pressed her down and asked.

"Wait for him to actually come in."

"Young master, go slowly."

As soon as Zhuo Jian finished speaking, there was the voice of an aunt calling Cheng Cheng outside.

Fu Yanye suddenly became energetic again, and the quilt was full of heat.

"Fu Yanye."

Zhuo Jian's hands grabbed his under the quilt.

"What do you call me?"

"Honey, don't."

Zhuo Jian grabbed his hand and begged.

Someone will definitely knock on the door later.

If she guessed correctly, it should be breakfast time soon.

"Hey, husband, it will be over soon."

With Fu Yanye's hoarse voice, he sucked her earlobe again after speaking, Zhuo Jian couldn't help raising his chin.

"like?"

Fu Yanye felt her waist being hugged, and looked down to see her flushed face.

Zhuo Jian wanted to find a cover, and whispered shyly: "Yes."

Fu Yanye's black eyes were full of desire to conquer, he just wanted to make her like him more.

"Daddy, wake up."

Soon, a familiar voice sounded outside the door again.

Fu Yanye: "..."

The car was in the corridor, going back and forth non-stop.

Chengcheng walked to the door without even looking at it and shouted: "Mommy, wake up."

After repeating this several times, Fu Yanye stopped completely, and lay down beside Zhuo Jian angrily, "Go to the island today."

"To the island? What to do?"

Zhuo Jian asked him suspiciously.

"world of two people."

Fu Yanye's four words are irresistible.

"..."

Last time we talked about a family going to the island for the weekend, but this time it turned out to be two people.

But Zhuo Jian quickly thought of the reason. Based on her understanding of Boss Fu, it must be because she was bothered by her son.

However, she still has an interview this afternoon.

So she smiled obsequiously and crawled to his side, hugging his shoulders in his arms: "Honey, can we go again next time?"

"No."

Fu Yanye coldly refused.

"But I still have an interview in the afternoon, I will go with you next week, okay?"

"not good."

Fu Yanye hugged her, felt her acting like a baby in his arms, and became even more unhappy.

"That……"

Zhuo Jian thought for a while, then suddenly lay on his ear.