I don't deserve your love

"Ah."

"so……."

Yan Zheng murmured, a little unsure if he was wrong.

Before the two entered the private room, they stopped solemnly and asked Fu Yanye, "Is that businessman surnamed Liu?"

Fu Yanye felt something strange about Yan Zheng early in the morning, and looked at him, "Yes."

"Oh, then you have to be careful."

Yan Zheng thought to himself that he didn't know what kind of evil fate it was.

"a."

Fu Yanye doesn't like to play tricks.

"That Mr. Liu wanted to pay a high price to support Ah Jian when she first came back to work."

"..."

"Hey, you amnesiac, I'll tell you more about it later, for now, help me get rid of those old men inside."

The two brothers quickly reached an agreement and pushed the door open to enter the house.

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Fu's old house.

It was almost midnight after Fu Yanye went back, so he went straight to the bedroom.

Zhuo Jian was already asleep on the bed.

He walked over and squatted slowly in front of her, watching her sleeping by the light of the bedside lamp she left for him.

How many insincere things are there in their past?

How many years did he keep dominating her without expressing his opinion, making her bear the burden of humiliation?

"Fu Yanye."

In his sleep, a soft voice called his name.

Fu Yanye's heart felt hot when he heard that voice.

He is there.

He subconsciously wanted to speak, but in the end he just sat on the carpet and guarded her.

When Zhuo Jian opened her eyes in the morning, she saw his broad chest.

His arms were warm, she raised her eyes, looked at him in a daze, and then closed her eyes against his chest.

Ok?

When did he come back?

Zhuo Jian woke up and continued to look up at him.

His jawline was so perfect that she couldn't help but want to touch it, but before she could do it, the man with the beautiful jawline woke up and smiled.

Zhuo Jian's heart thumped wildly when he laughed.

"nice?"

His thin lips moved slightly.

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian didn't know where he was asking.

All in all, it's pretty good.

Fu Yanye's long black eyelashes were lifted, and his dark eyes were as gorgeous as obsidian, looking at her.

Zhuo Jian was even more flustered.

"Good morning."

With a slightly hoarse voice, he put himself at her brow level after speaking, and then looked at her again.

Zhuo Jian felt warm in her heart, feeling that he was a little strange this morning.

Ok……

A little too much, gentle, and understanding?

"Good morning, brother Yan Zheng's matter was resolved last night?"

Zhuo Jian thought, could it be related to last night?

"Ah."

Fu Yanye agreed, moved closer to her, and gently kissed her lips with thin lips.

Zhuo Jian's heart trembled, and before she had time to step back, Fu Yanye's warm palm had already fixed the back of her head, deepening the kiss again and again.

Zhuo Jian gently pushed his shoulder, Fu Yanye moved away from her slightly, and looked at her: "What's wrong?"

"I want to ask you what's wrong?"

She asked him in a soft voice.

Only then did Fu Yanye realize that he had been emotional early in the morning, so he couldn't help but smile and continued to kiss her.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

All right, let's kiss first.

Zhuo Jian felt that after many years, from young to old, from a little girl to a married mother, she still liked Fu Yanye's lips.

Well, he has few love stories.

But he's good at it.

She likes to kiss him, and every time he kisses her, it makes her very anxious.

Zhuo Jian felt that she was going to depend on him for the rest of her life, and it was hopeless.

Because she was obsessed with his face and his figure.

As long as he doesn't mistrust her anymore, she can even let the past go.

Fu Yanye's kiss was not as pure as before.

Zhuo Jian felt that her clothes were loose, so she became vigilant, and held his strong wrists with both hands, "Fu Yanye."

His kiss moved down from her lips, Zhuo Jian raised her neck, almost out of breath from being kissed.

"Ok?"

Fu Yanye's hoarse voice, he just followed his heart.

"This baby is different than before."

Zhuo Jian's eyes were wide open, looking at the roof insecurely, she said to him.

Only then did Fu Yanye stop.

Yes, she is pregnant.

It's been more than five months.

What is he doing?

You haven't thought of her yet, and you want to do this to her at this time?

He suddenly felt that he was really a beast, but seeing her bulging belly, his lips still fell down again.

Zhuo Jian didn't let go of his wrist until his lips gently kissed her belly.

He kissed very lightly, even, very precious?

Zhuo Jian thought it might be her own fantasy.

Fu Yanye lay gently on her lower abdomen.

"My daughter seems to be calling me."

Fu Yanye suddenly whispered.

Zhuo Jian lifted her neck vigorously to look at him, "Really? What did she say?"

"She said she liked Dad."

Fu Yanye came back.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help laughing.

"Of course she likes her father. Her father has been looking forward to her arrival."

"is it?"

Fu Yanye listened with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Of course, you wanted a daughter from the first birth."

Zhuo Jian lay back again, looking at the roof, thinking about their past.

At that time, she was studying abroad, and he often went to accompany her, so he said he wanted a daughter.

Sure enough, after Cheng Bao was born, he often disliked him on the surface.

His dream of wanting a princess was over.

Later, he didn't think that he would have a second child so soon, but...

Well, now she thought, maybe it wasn't an accident.

is doomed.

Chengqing and Chengli came to their house, including this one in their stomach now.

It's no accident.

Now that he was lying on her stomach and talking softly to the baby who was supposed to be a girl, Zhuo Jian felt that the child would be very happy after birth.

Grandpa and grandma, grandpa and grandma, and three older brothers, parents, all love her.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but put her hand on Fu Yanye's hair, her fingers entangled in his black hair.

The treatment that Chengqing and Chengli didn't have, this kid has.

Fu Yanye returned to her side again, looking at her with gentler eyes.

He supported the pillow with one arm, raised his shoulders and looked at her, his black eyes were as warm as spring breeze, "Actually, what I want more, should be you."

Zhuo Jian's heart trembled.

He said, told him, I don't know if it is a want.

Fu Yanye's eyes were full of purpose and temptation.

Zhuo Jian turned her eyes away and looked elsewhere: "It's time to get up, let's have breakfast with parents and grandparents."

"Ah."

Fu Yanye agreed, but didn't move.

His hand caressed her hot skin, and a scent spread from his fingertips.

"Bang bang."

The door was knocked twice from the outside.

Fu Yanye turned to look at the door.

"It should be the son."

"Mommy, Daddy, wake up."

Sure enough, it was Cheng Cheng, leading her two younger brothers to knock on the door outside.

Fu Yanye sighed helplessly after hearing this, and looked at Zhuo Jian dumbfounded: "Is he always like this before?"

"Get up quickly."

Zhuo Jian thought to herself, if you don't open the door for you right now, you should just laugh.

Fu Yanye smiled when he thought of Chengcheng's love to run to their room in the past, children, what can they do.

But now that the soft fragrance is in his arms and the bed is warm, he is really reluctant to leave.

Zhuo Jian's face became hot again when he saw him, "Hurry up..."

Fu Yanye's lips fell on hers again, sealing all her urging back.

Still being interrupted again, Fu Yanye was a little discouraged, reached for the annoying mobile phone, and connected: "Hello?"

Zhuo Jian wiped her mouth and glanced at the mobile phone he put by his ear, um, it was hers.