I don't deserve your love

"honey, I miss you so much."

In her sleep, she hugged the person who called her even tighter.

Fu Yanye looked down at her, and patted her shoulder lightly.

She misses him so much?

How much do you want to think?

He looked down at her, not daring to disturb her anymore, but just hugged her gently.

Zhuo Jian continued to sleep in her warm embrace.

The dream was gone, but she slept soundly.

-

dark.

Zhuo Jian hasn't woken up yet, but the person holding him is looking at her mobile phone.

Someone in the WeChat group patted her and sent her some party photos.

Fu Yanye stared at the portrait of his wife with cold eyes.

That kid, shouldn't he have a crush on his wife?

She has a warm and soft body, and when she acted like a baby in the dream, it made him feel so soft. Are there other men who want to know how delicate she is?

Ah.

That boy should be thankful that he wasn't here at this time, otherwise he would have been killed by Boss Fu's eyes.

Soon, a video was posted on WeChat.

Fu Yanye half-closed her phoenix eyes, hugged Zhuo Jian in her arms, and connected.

"Sister Zhuo Jian, we..."

"Sorry, my wife is still sleeping."

Fu Yanye had long arms, one arm was around her, and the other was raised to a suitable height.

At this second, it seemed that the whole world saw how tender their husband and wife were.

It was just dark, and the two of them were in bed.

And Zhuo Jian buried her face in his arms.

Fu Yanye found the correct posture, and felt that the angle was not bad.

But after showing it to them, take it away immediately, and look coldly at the person holding the phone on the other side of the video, "Is there anything else?"

The person at the other end was stunned for a long time, and could only shake his head at this moment: "No, no, we just want to tell Sister Zhuo Jian that we haven't finished playing since noon, and we originally wanted to invite her to play together, but It seems..."

"Invite her to play together? She is pregnant with a child now, so it's inconvenient to go to some occasions with you, so I hang up if I have nothing else to do."

Fu Yanye felt that the person in his arms was moving, he should wake up, and quickly hung up the video.

And the people on the other end of the video are still in a daze.

How can a man be so annoying?

Why are you interfering in your wife's private life?

Even if she is married, it doesn't mean she can't have her own private life and her own circle.

Fu Yanye put down his phone and looked down at Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian also raised her head, only feeling that she was very satisfied after sleeping.

but……

Her long eyelashes moved a few times, and then she looked at him without blinking.

She felt that her hands were embracing a waist that did not belong to her, and that waist was strong and sexy.

She also felt that she was being hugged too, what was on top of her head?

his hand?

Zhuo Jian's heart was beating like thunder, but her expression was dull.

"Sleep well?"

Fu Yanye asked her softly.

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian made a dull sound, and continued to look at him.

what happened?

How is he here?

Zhuo Jian recalled carefully, and looked behind him again.

This is in their house.

And this is the bedroom.

Isn't she living here by herself now?

Basically most sons accompany her.

Zhuo Jian turned his eyes to the person in front of him again, his voice moved, and he said, "Fu Yanye."

"Ok?"

"Why are you here?"

Zhuo Jian smelled the unique cold fragrance on his body and felt his body temperature.

His temperature didn't seem to be as high as it was in the morning, but it should not have completely subsided.

Fu Yanye was still holding her, and the tenderness in his black eyes could not be hidden, "You are dreaming."

"Ok?"

dream?

She seemed to remember.

But what does her dreaming have to do with him being here?

"I wanted to ask you to eat, but you kept calling me in your dreams."

Fu Yanye's calm explanation seemed reasonable and thoughtful.

Zhuo Jian continued to look at him nonchalantly, "And then?"

The voice is also hoarse for some reason.

"Then I want to appease you."

"..."

appease?

Zhuo Jian looked at him, thinking that it would be comforting for you not to come so close to me.

My blood boils when I see you, how can I be comforted?

"As a result, as soon as I came here, you got into my arms and said you missed me."

"..."

Finally, Zhuo Jian's expression was no longer so dull, but replaced with a shocked look, with oversized eyes.

She said she missed him?

She remembered that dream, in which her Fu Yanye came back, and she was talking to that person.

"I'm not telling you."

Quickly explain, although the voice is still very gentle.

"But you hold me, I..."

"Don't say you can't push me away."

Zhuo Jian thought to herself, the devil would believe that you are tall and powerful, and you can't cure me.

"I reluctantly pushed it away."

Fu Yanye looked into her eyes very tenderly.

Zhuo Jian looked at him and fell into a deep depression for an instant.

"As soon as you came into my arms, I let go reluctantly."

Fu Yanye looked at her and continued.

Zhuo Jian heard that her heartbeat was irregular again.

Does he know what he's talking about?

"I don't know why, since I came back, I don't want to see anyone except you."

Fu Yanye looked at her and confessed.

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at him even more shocked, her eyes became hot for no reason, and her vision was blurred.

"Zhuo Jian, do you know the reason?"

Fu Yanye looked at her and asked softly.

"do not know."

Zhuo Jian thought about it again and again, but she didn't know it.

Is it because they are husband and wife?

But he forgot.

Could it be telepathy?

He cared about her a lot before.

Zhuo Jian looked at him and suddenly couldn't say anything.

"But I look into your eyes and don't think you don't know."

Fu Yanye looked at her, feeling that she was rational and forbearing at this moment, she was obviously thinking of something, but she just didn't want to tell him.

Zhuo Jian was told what was on her mind and lowered her head.

She couldn't keep looking at him.

He also seemed to read her emotions.

She just wants to get up.

It's just that the arms are a little numb.

So she continued to stay in his arms, silently waiting for the numbness in her arm to end.

But he seems to be moving.

"Don't, don't move."

Zhuo Jian's unnumbed hand held him down.

Fu Yanye looked at her again, wondering why.

Zhuo Jian smiled bitterly: "Hands are numb."

Fu Yanye lay down again.

Then for the next minute, the two just looked at each other.

Although each has his own thoughts, but...

I don't know who heard whose heartbeat first.

After Zhuo Jian got up, she checked her phone first, and when she saw the chat history in WeChat, she clicked on it.

The person who came out of the bathroom held his cuffs, and said very responsibly and calmly: "By the way, a colleague from your department sent you a video just now."

Zhuo Jian looked at him.

Fu Yanye glanced at her with dark eyes, but said nothing.

Zhuo Jian smiled, "Oh, what did he say?"

"At the party, I want to go to you too. I said that it is inconvenient for you to go to some occasions because you are pregnant."

Nothing to hide.

Zhuo Jian felt that what she said was true, so she put the phone back, and slowly got up with her hands on her waist.

For some reason, Fu Yanye's gaze fell on her lower abdomen.