I don't deserve your love

"You come from Fengcheng, Jian Qian, did you hide something from me?"

Zhuo Jian suddenly thought, what a coincidence.

"No."

Jian Qian picked up the cup to drink water, hiding the panic in her eyes.

Zhuo Jian didn't ask any more questions, but just stared at her.

Jian Qian felt goosebumps all over the floor, so she had to put down her glass and stand up, "Then sister, I'll be leaving first."

"It stands to reason that I am only a few days older than you, and you can call me by my name directly."

Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes, and said quietly thoughtfully.

"I'm just humbled to survive, and I promise I'm not a villain, and I won't do anything to hurt you."

"How can I trust you?"

"Even if it's Liu Jingyuan, how can he compare with Boss Fu? Am I so stupid that I will lose my life?"

After Jian Qian finished speaking, she bowed deeply to her and left.

Zhuo Jian got up and stood at the window after she left, the taxi was waiting for her.

Zhuo Jian knew in her heart that Jian Qian was not here for her, or for Liu Yuntian.

If it's what she thinks, she can feel at ease.

After Jian Qian left, Wang Yue went upstairs to her small living room and asked her, "Is this really your cousin?"

"That's right. In fact, there is no blood relationship. Her father was a child adopted by my grandfather from the orphanage."

"In this way, I know her father. Your mother once mentioned it, but hasn't her father been severed?"

"Well, he died in a car accident last year."

"Then this girl found you at this time... She looks sensible, is she here to make a living?"

Wang Yue guessed.

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian agreed softly, and the words Jian Qian said when she first came to see her came to mind again.

Jian Qian said that her father was addicted to gambling.

"It's fine if she's just here to make a living, but I'd better be careful."

Wang Yue thought about it, but still reminded her.

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian agreed.

"Did our princess make trouble with you today?"

Wang Yue helped Zhuo Jian to sit down, and happily reached out to gently touch her swollen belly.

Zhuo Jian looked down and touched it herself, "No."

"Our little princess knows how to love others. Oh, I really can't wait to meet our princess."

Wang Yue suppressed her excitement and said to her lower abdomen.

"By the way, her father should be back from a business trip, right?"

Wang Yue let go and asked Zhuo Jian.

Fu Yanye has been on a business trip for three days.

Zhuo Jian thought about last night when he said he would be back in two days when chatting on video, he had just taken a shower at that time...

It's only been three days, yet she misses him already.

Seeing the ring on her hand, Zhuo Jian went to the study after Wang Yue went downstairs, and called again not long after.

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midnight.

A cold body suddenly appeared in the warm blanket, and the person who was already a light sleeper woke up immediately.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

There is a deep male voice full of cool breath.

"Fu Yanye?"

"Ok!"

"You, aren't you coming back in two days?"

"Like it?"

In the dark, he looked at her with a very gentle look in his eyes.

"Ah."

The collision of what I wanted in my heart was submerged, and soon there was only a gentle promise left.

"I would also like."

He whispered softly, and then kissed her lips lightly.

Zhuo Jian was breathing hot, and suddenly her stomach moved, and she hummed softly.

"what happened?"

"Your daughter probably misses you too."

"Really? I'm here to say hello to her."

Fu Yanye slid down as he spoke, laying gently on her lower abdomen, and whispered: "I heard you miss me?"

He looked at Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian raised her upper body, felt his gaze, lay down slowly, and looked at the roof.

"I don't know if your mommy misses me as much as you do, do you know?"

"Fu Yanye."

Zhuo Jian felt that he was simply ignorant, how could he ask his daughter such a thing?

Fu Yanye lifted her pajamas and kissed her belly lightly. Seeing her belly swell, she felt pain in her heart, and soon returned to her, please hug her: "Do you miss me?"

"I'm an old couple, why do you ask such a question?"

Zhuo Jian's eyes flickered, and she didn't dare to look directly at him.

"Want to hear."

His words are very light.

But the look in his eyes right now was burning.

When he looked at her, it seemed that he had been in love for thousands of years before he got it.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look at him, and suddenly smiled silly: "I want to, of course I want to."

She can't deny it.

She just misses him.

So after saying these words, she took the initiative to put her hands on the back of his neck and looked at him seriously. She missed him so much.

Fu Yanye's thin lips formed a line, and the happiness in his eyes could not be concealed.

"What about you, miss me?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him, wondering if this man who lost his memory would say that he missed her.

"Ah."

Fu Yanye murmured, his eyes moved from her eyes to the tip of her nose, onto her lips, then lightly rubbed against the tip of her nose, and slowly kissed her lips again.

"I'm dying to think about it."

His voice was low and hoarse.

When Zhuo Jian listened, her blood boiled a little.

"I don't want you to die."

She hugged him tightly, accepting his kiss.

"Where do you miss me? Here? Or here?"

He held her hand and moved quietly.

Zhuo Jian's arms froze.

Where can she miss him?

Do you want him to start a video with her after taking a shower without putting on his clothes?

Besides, he seemed to want more than that answer.

"Fu Yanye, the doctor said this pregnancy is unstable, try not to do it."

"I know."

Her weak resistance did not make Fu Yanye angry, he was very patient, but still held her wrist.

"do you want?"

Fu Yanye kissed from her neck to her ear, then murmured.

"Do not want to."

It took Zhuo Jian a while to recall, and she immediately refused.

"The tongue is not the heart."

Fu Yanye smiled, then lowered his head to kiss her again.

Zhuo Jian also laughed, feeling that this moment, although it was dark all around, was very sweet.

Well, even his peppermint kiss was sweet.

She couldn't help but want to kiss him a little longer.

Fu Yanye moved away on purpose, Zhuo Jian raised his head reflexively following his lips, and put his arms around the back of his neck firmly.

"You still say you don't want to?"

Fu Yanye murmured.

Zhuo Jian was ashamed to be angry with him, but she laughed first, and then continued to kiss him.

I really don't want to bear it.

Fu Yanye raised his head again to prevent her from kissing.

Zhuo Jian opened her squinted eyes, and in the dim light, she raised her head and kissed his sharp jaw, and bit by bit his ear.

"Ah."

Fu Yanye pondered impatiently.

Men's ears seem to be sensitive.

Zhuo Jian became even more mischievous after discovering this phenomenon.

Fu Yanye couldn't take it anymore, and raised her head vigorously so that she wouldn't mess with him again.

Zhuo Jian hung her hands around his neck, seeing his sexy Adam's apple, she couldn't help but let go of one hand to touch his Adam's apple.

Wow!

That feeling is so good.

Fu Yanye was having trouble breathing, and looked down at her with dissatisfaction: "Zhuo Jian, that's too much."

"I'm going to go too far."

Zhuo Jian let him go and lay on the soft pillow, her eyes were undoubtedly willful and willful.

Fu Yanye's black eyes were getting darker and darker. Looking at her tricky appearance, he didn't move his hand supporting the bed, but bent his elbow, and came to her: "Say it again."