I don't deserve your love

"When you are unreasonable, hug you, kiss you, and make you cry and beg for mercy."

He looked at her, and the words were clear and unquestionable.

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at him in disbelief.

Then, my heart beat like thunder.

How can he do this?

Still want her to cry?

He He……

Isn't this the old Fu Yanye?

I just love to make her angry, and then make her surrender, in the most primitive way.

Zhuo Jian wanted to retreat.

But he held her arms, so firm and indestructible.

"Are you afraid?"

Fu Yanye looked at her frightened look and asked her softly.

Zhuo Jian recovered, and pushed him hard again.

Fu Yanye suddenly lowered his head.

Zhuo Jian: "Fu... well."

He didn't say anything, and he blocked all her angry words back into his mouth.

He held her face, rolled and kissed her lips, and then sucked little by little.

He felt that he must have loved her in his previous life, otherwise why would he be so obsessed with kissing her lips?

Or, he likes more than just her lips.

Zhuo Jian struggled with both hands, pushing up against his chest.

Why did he kiss him all of a sudden?

Not only did he kiss her, he even sucked her lips excessively, and then bit her.

"Humph."

She groaned in pain, and dared not push him with both hands, but held him gently.

Fu Yanye narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes, watching her in pain, and then slowly let go, seeing that her lips were about to bleed, and sucked gently again.

He thought that he probably loved her very much.

That kind of love is beyond his comprehension or even acceptance.

Is that kind of love in fairy tales?

He also had?

But she is so delicate, if not in fairy tales, how could she be there.

Fu Yanye felt that she was so easy to bully that she couldn't help but want to change places.

Why are they in the bathroom?

They were supposed to be upstairs in the huge big bed.

He wanted to kiss her well and then...

"pain."

Finally, she hummed a soft word.

Fu Yanye had no choice but to stop kissing, holding her face in his hands, and slowly seeing her clearly, "Where does it hurt?"

"abdomen."

Zhuo Jian continued to be weak.

Fu Yanye saw that her face was flushed, listened to her words and looked at her lower abdomen, her breathing was still uncontrollable.

"Need to go to the hospital?"

he asked holding his breath.

Zhuo Jian reluctantly snorted: "No need, but rest."

After she finished speaking, her flushed face was as if it had been roasted by a stove, it was super hot.

After hearing this, Fu Yanye suddenly understood what was going on, and unconsciously rubbed against her forehead, laughing, "Do you know what I mean now?"

Zhuo Jian didn't know what he was thinking, but she knew that he began to think again.

Now that she is in this situation, of course it is better to be careful, she just whispered: "I'm hungry."

"Zhuo Jian, everything I told you is true, don't ignore it, okay?"

Fu Yanye touched her ear gently with his hand and asked her.

"Sometimes the truth hurts more."

Zhuo Jian returned.

Fu Yanye left her for a while, looking at her with black eyes, "But I don't want any misunderstanding between us."

Zhuo Jian took his hand on her face. "Can we talk after dinner?"

Fu Yanye thought of her fainting at that moment, and only ate a piece of chocolate when she came back, so she had to agree, "Okay, we can talk after my son falls asleep after dinner."

"..."

Still talking?

Zhuo Jian glanced at him flusteredly, thinking it's better not to.

-

After dinner, the family of three watched TV on the sofa. Cheng Cheng happily looked at Dad and then at Mommy, and asked innocently: "Mommy, are you not angry anymore?"

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian didn't understand.

"You say you're angry with Daddy and don't let Daddy live at home, but now Daddy lives at home, isn't that just Mommy, aren't you angry?"

"..."

Facing his son's simple and beautiful thoughts, Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye with a sigh of relief.

Fu Yanye also looked at her with dark eyes.

Zhuo Jian felt that he was also looking forward to an answer.

"Who said that? After you go to bed, your daddy will go back to sleep across the street."

"Huh? Daddy is so pitiful."

Chengcheng looked very sympathetic to his dad.

Fu Yanye frowned, and just when he was about to let the kid know who was the most pitiful, the phone rang suddenly.

It's an unknown number.

His mobile phone was on the coffee table, and when Cheng Cheng heard the sound, he jumped off the sofa, and first he and Zhuo Jian picked it up.

"Daddy, call."

As Cheng Cheng spoke, she took it to him, but it was also connected at the same time, and she accidentally pressed the speakerphone.

"Hey, Mr. Fu? We are drinking in Fanxing now. I wonder if Mr. Fu is free to come over together?"

"No time."

Fu Yanye's phoenix eyes were indifferent.

It was the voice of a middle-aged woman.

"I heard that Mrs. Fu is pregnant and can't come out to have fun. Otherwise, I would invite you and my husband to come together. We are all young girls here. Is Mr. Fu really not considering coming? Producer Zhao is also here, and If there is, we will keep Madam Fu a secret."

"..."

Fu Yanye frowned and glanced at the woman next to him.

Zhuo Jian raised her eyebrows, waiting for him to return home.

But Cheng Cheng suddenly let out a soft and ignorant voice, "Dad, what is a watery little girl? Is she made of water?"

Fu Yanye looked at his son speechlessly.

Zhuo Jian continued to remain silent.

"Maybe the brain is flooded with water."

Fu Yanye gave a cold voice.

"Ah? Mommy, those people are so pitiful, should we help them?"

Cheng Cheng looked at Zhuo Jian again and asked.

Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye looked at each other, refreshing and savage, "Then compare with your father, he is a famous philanthropist."

"Dad dare not, your mommy will be jealous."

Fu Yanye looked at Zhuo Jian and turned back to Cheng Cheng.

And the other end of the phone has been silent for a long time.

I called Boss Fu, and it turned out that Boss Fu was at home with his wife and children on such a beautiful night?

I heard that his wife has been pregnant for a long time and has a big belly. Doesn't he feel bored?

Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and looked at the phone, but no one was talking, so he reminded Cheng Cheng, "Hang up, those people have already gone to the hospital for treatment."

"Oh!"

Cheng Cheng obediently agreed, and hung up the phone with her little hand.

Only then did the people on the other side dare to take a breath, but the huge living room in Shengyuan was a bit interesting at this moment.

Zhuo Jian leaned back slowly on the sofa, staring straight at something.

Chengcheng was holding his daddy's cell phone, "Dadbi, can those people be cured?"

"That depends on the doctor's medical skills. It's getting late. I'll take you to take a bath and go to bed."

"Oh, but I want to play a little longer."

"Let's play again tomorrow."

Fu Yanye took the phone from his hands and put it on the sofa, then picked him up and took him away.

-

When Fu Yanye came down from upstairs again, Zhuo Jian was still sitting on the sofa.

He approached with long legs and looked down at her, "Go back to the room?"

Zhuo Jian looked up at him, "Aren't you going to accompany Shui Lingling's little girl?"

Fu Yanye stroked her gentle chin with his hand, fixed his black eyes on her, and said softly, "No time."