I don't deserve your love

"It's also reasonable, so abuse him more, anyway, how happy you are."

Ouyang Ping thought, of course the younger sister's mood is more important.

Anyway, when the man comes back, he won't run away.

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian finally smiled happily after hearing this.

"However, your boss Fu has lost his memory this time, and his whole person seems to be different. He seems to be quite restrained, and he can keep a proper distance."

Ouyang Ping said to Zhuo Jian thinking about the two hours together in the afternoon.

"Well, I feel the same way."

"Then do you like it or not?"

Ouyang Ping asked her.

But, like it or not?

Zhuo Jian thought about his recent performance, "It's not bad."

"It's okay, what the hell?"

"At once……"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and she looked up.

"Just what?"

"We'll talk later."

Zhuo Jian hung up the phone, then looked at the door and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Mom called and said that you want to soak your feet at night, can I come in?"

Fu Yanye stood outside, looking at the doorknob he was holding in his hand.

In fact, as long as you press down a little, he can push it away.

but……

"I see, you go to sleep."

Zhuo Jian continued to talk to him nicely.

Not going to let him in.

Fu Yanye unconsciously pulled the doorknob with the hand that was holding it.

"I'm in."

"..."

There was a sudden sound outside, Zhuo Jianjian stared there.

Soon, there was a 'pop'.

There was a moderate sound, and then the person who had gone to the guest room returned to the master bedroom.

Zhuo Jian's heart was beating like thunder, and she watched him approaching dully: "You, aren't you sleepy so late?"

"Where's the medicine bag?"

he asked.

Zhuo Jian looked at him suspiciously, and soon after thinking that maybe her family had mentioned the previous incident to him, she had no choice but to tell him in a good voice: "Don't you need to soak your feet with traditional Chinese medicine tonight?"

"I heard that if it is interrupted, the effect will be greatly reduced."

"But I haven't soaked for a long time."

When she was abroad, she didn't want to be found out. During those few months, she just soaked in warm water.

And, or something wrong with it, what falls is what falls.

In the past two days, the weather has turned cold, and her ankles will be uncomfortable.

However, she was used to her situation.

"Grandma said she would check."

"what to check for?"

"Did I soak your feet for you?"

Fu Yanye glanced at her.

Zhuo Jian felt that his eyes could swallow people up, so she lowered her head and said to him, "In the bathroom cabinet, make a pack."

"it is good."

He nodded, and went to the bathroom.

Zhuo Jian looked at the time on the phone, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Why soak your feet in the middle of the night?

But forget it.

She sent Ouyang Ping a WeChat message, "Don't wait for me, Mr. Fu will supervise my foot bath."

After seeing her WeChat, Ouyang Ping sent three laughing emojis, and then stopped bothering her.

Zhuo Jian sat and waited for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Are you all right?"

Fu Yanye leaned out his upper body, "Wait a minute."

Zhuo Jian felt tired and sleepy, and slumped back on the bed.

Putting the phone down casually, one hand rested lightly on the lower abdomen.

Wait a minute, how long is it?

Not long after, she felt her eyelids twitching, and then forced her eyes open, and soon...

When Fu Yanye came out with the footbath, she was already sleeping in the middle of the big bed.

He glanced at the offensive-smelling thing he was carrying, and then at her, his brows that were originally frowned because he didn't like the smell slowly loosened.

Her legs are really thin.

Fu Yanye put the footbath beside the bed, then sat beside her, and said softly, "Zhuo Jian?"

"Huh? Are you ready?"

Zhuo Jian barely opened her eyes, wanted to get up, and wanted to cry.

What the hell is she doing?

Most of the night I just wanted to sleep well.

Fu Yanye smiled, "Go to sleep."

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian closed her eyes gratefully, tilted her head and fell asleep.

But soon, she felt a temperature higher than her body temperature sinking into her ankles.

"Two ten minutes."

Fu Yanye didn't want to waste that basin of water.

or……

He looked at the person on the bed who didn't resist at all, and realized for the first time that she was a little sexy, and...

enchanting?

Fu Yanye stared at her for a long time, and then looked down from her powdered face.

He had to admit that he had lived with Lin Ruxiang for several months, and even though Lin Ruxiang said they were husband and wife, he never had any evil thoughts.

What's going on here?

He had only known this woman for a few days.

Fu Yanye groaned, then raised his wrist, looked at the time on the watch, and counted the time silently.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Later, the headlights were turned off.

Only the small light at the bedside was left on, and the tall and straight body of the man was bent over, holding a white towel in one hand and his frail ankle in the other, drying her.

Zhuo Jian has no memory at all.

Even if, later he carried her to the right direction, put her under the quilt, and then observed her closely.

When she fell asleep, her expression was stubborn.

But she has a natural tenderness and tenderness.

He suddenly thought of a line.

Good night, my princess.

-

The next morning, the rain stopped.

Zhuo Jian only felt a splitting headache when she woke up.

But when she opened her eyes and saw that she was lying on the big bed, leaning on the pillow, she suddenly remembered that she couldn't hold back and fell asleep last night, could it be...

Zhuo Jian was immediately angry, and even a little pampered wanted to have a fight with him.

However, my head hurts.

She raised her hand and rubbed vigorously on her forehead.

The door was suddenly opened from the outside, she didn't see the person clearly, and immediately lay back.

Play dead.

But Fu Yanye heard the movement, and walked over with long legs: "Are you awake? I made porridge, do you want to get up and have a drink?"

"no appetite."

Now that he was seen, he simply stopped pretending.

She turned over without opening her eyes.

Fu Yanye sat down beside her, seeing that her face was not as rosy as last night, he raised his hand to touch her forehead.

Zhuo Jian suddenly opened his eyes, what is he going to do?

The animal nature in the body is about to explode?

"What are you doing?"

Immediately retreated eight feet away, stared at him and asked.

Fu Yanye put her guarded and angry look on hold, and only asked, "Your voice is also a little hoarse, do you have a cold?"

"cold?"

Zhuo Jian realized that he just wanted to help her take her temperature, and then she put down her guard and touched her forehead by herself, which is quite abnormal.

But the important thing is that her head hurts.

She sighed, then rubbed her forehead into the pillow, "Headache, I don't want to eat."

"What should I do?"

Fu Yanye asked her patiently.

Zhuo Jian raised her hand: "Go and eat yours, don't worry about me."

Her voice was weak.

It was just that when her hand suddenly touched a comfortable temperature, she froze for a few seconds and slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were a little red, she blinked at him in surprise, Fu Yanye also looked at her with deep eyes.

"you……"