I don't deserve your love

"Don't come here."

Zhuo Jian was terrified and immediately refused.

Fu Yanye sat back again, looking forward to it.

Zhuo Jian felt like his little pet, and sat down by him obediently.

His arm was behind her, and she leaned there lightly, and immediately straightened up again.

But she has a big belly and gets tired after a while.

Fu Yanye was not in a hurry, just sat there quietly, looked at the phone for a while, and then looked at the scenery outside.

Already set off.

Her back would be on his arm, but it was off again soon.

After repeating this several times, he finally put down his phone and turned to look at her.

Zhuo Jian was also exhausted, and leaned directly into his arms, "It doesn't matter."

My husband, what can't I rely on?

Suddenly felt that it would be hypocritical not to rely on him, and then relied on him with peace of mind.

Fu Yanye looked down at her broken jar, and unconsciously smiled between her phoenix eyes.

"Why did you come after me?"

Zhuo Jian turned the lollipop around in her mouth, sucked it up and took it out, looked at him and asked.

"I want to chase after you."

Fu Yanye said, looking out the window.

Zhuo Jian was puzzled, couldn't figure it out, and continued to eat lollipops.

Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and couldn't help saying, "If you like it, I'll put some in the car for you later."

Zhuo Jian looked at him unexpectedly and asked, "What?"

Fu Yanye looked down at the lollipop in her hand.

Zhuo Jian followed his gaze and continued to eat.

He doesn't like to watch her eat what others give her.

It doesn't matter if he likes it or not.

Fu Yanye only felt that the fragrance in his bosom became stronger for a while.

Finally, a sexy hand squeezed her hand.

Zhuo Jian's eyes slowly returned to his face and eyes.

Fu Yanye wants to take the lollipop away?

Zhuo Jian frowned slightly, "I want to finish eating."

"Buy something better another day."

Fu Yanye said.

"This one is fine."

Zhuo Jian responded.

"Not good enough."

"Then you eat."

Zhuo Jian saw that he didn't allow her to resist, since he wanted her to give up so strongly, then let him eat.

Fu Yanye frowned.

The glitter on it is all her saliva.

Zhuo Jian winked at him, "Anyway, I'll finish it if you don't eat it, it's shameful to waste it."

When she was about to deliver the lollipop to his mouth again, Fu Yanye took her hand and delivered the lollipop to his mouth.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Well, I was surprised.

Although I don't know how many times I have eaten the other party's saliva before.

But today is not what it used to be.

Fu Yanye took a breath, then frowned.

acid.

It's almost sour.

Seeing how sad he was, Zhuo Jian almost laughed, and turned to look out the window.

Unexpectedly, when she raised her eyes, she saw the posture of two people next to each other.

So intimate.

Fu Yanye watched her remain silent for a long time, and also looked at the car window on her side.

My heart throbbed for no reason.

At this moment, it seems that it is different from before.

She leaned softly in his arms without any restraint.

Fu Yanye lowered his dark eyes, looked at her gentle appearance, and begged for mercy in a low voice, "Can I stop eating? It's so sour."

Zhuo Jian's heart trembled, and she looked up at him.

Fu Yanye's begging expression made her feel weak.

"Then pay me back."

"..."

"I eat it myself."

As Zhuo Jian said, she took it away, put it in her mouth again, and then...

what is she doing

Fu Yanye looked at her, the smile in her phoenix eyes gradually became stronger.

It was like a jug of strong wine, suddenly poured down her throat, and immediately went up.

Zhuo Jian turned her face away, trying not to let him see her changes.

But Fu Yanye couldn't help approaching her, and asked her in a low voice: "Delicious?"

Zhuo Jian didn't speak, and wanted to take it out, but found that there was a lot of saliva, and then continued to suck it in her mouth.

Fu Yanye looked at her pink mouth, and suddenly there was a ripple, and the blood continued to boil.

Zhuo Jian's phone rang, and she took out the phone with a lollipop in her mouth and looked at it.

Because Fu Yanye was leaning in Fu Yanye's arms, Fu Yanye had good eyesight, so it was easy to see.

"Looks like a junior."

WeChat from Liu Yuntian.

These four words made Fu Yanye frowned.

Above the words were seven or eight photos of Zhuo Jian during the interview. Zhuo Jian opened them up and looked at them one by one, and felt inexplicably, um, she was quite beautiful.

"It's pretty nice."

Zhuo Jian spoke to the person leaning on her.

"Ah."

Fu Yanye agreed coldly, then looked down at her again.

I don't know which book I read it from, but if I look at the photos of those girls in a person's photo album, I can know which one he likes.

When a person likes someone, he will take pictures of her beautifully.

And in Liu Yuntian's mobile phone, Zhuo Jian looked like this.

It's not just beauty.

Still very pure.

Fu Yanye looked down at Zhuo Jian, feeling more and more sour.

Zhuo Jian occasionally had a lollipop in her mouth, and occasionally took it out again, and tapped the keyboard a few times with her fingers.

But in the end, all those words were deleted.

Fu Yanye couldn't help asking her: "Why delete it?"

"When we meet tomorrow, I will directly ask him to delete it in front of me."

Zhuo Jian said, throwing the phone aside again.

Fu Yanye looked at her, "Why did you ask him to delete it in front of you?"

"Just as you don't trust me, I don't trust him either."

"..."

Fu Yanye didn't expect to say such sensitive words, and suddenly became cautious.

Zhuo Jian's long eyelashes curled up, looking at him.

The light in the car was very soft, she found a comfortable position, and after a while she looked away from his face and looked out the window again.

"Fu Yanye."

"Ok?"

"Can I take off my shoes?"

"can."

Fu Yanye looked down at her little leather shoes.

It should be very comfortable leather, but she will be tired, so there is nothing wrong with it.

When Zhuo Jian heard him say yes, she immediately took off her shoes and slowly put her feet on the seat.

For some reason, Fu Yanye suddenly felt that her action was a bit playful and free.

There was still a faint fragrance on her hair, and Fu Yanye sniffed it quietly.

Zhuo Jian felt it, and immediately turned her head, "What are you doing?"

"Why do you still ask when you know that?"

"..."

Fu Yanye looked at her, and soon lowered his gaze to her eyes.

There was a lollipop on Zhuo Jian's lips, and Fu Yanye was about to kiss it.

Zhuo Jian immediately raised her hand: "No kissing."

"Zhuo Jian, don't stop me."

He took her hand and kissed it.

Zhuo Jian hid aside, and then his chin was pinched by him.

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian's breathing stopped, and then he felt his kiss lingeringly.

He didn't seem to be kissing her, but eating the taste of her lips, and the taste of her mouth.

"It's obviously sour, why did it become sweet?"

After asking in a hoarse voice, he continued to kiss her.

Yes, it was obviously sour just now.

Liu Yuntian never thought that his lollipop would become a good thing for their husband and wife.

Fu Yanye continued to kiss, and slowly lowered the hand holding her chin.

"Fu Yanye."

"Ok?"

He is no longer satisfied with fighting her verbally...