I don't deserve your love

"Fu Yanye, you are simply sick."

Zhuo Jian couldn't struggle, and said him angrily.

"Even if I'm sick, you can't leave."

"..."

Zhuo Jian stopped talking, he was too despicable, he just used grandma to make her wear the ring, and even crawled on her bed while she was asleep.

He thought she had such a good temper?

"Okay, I won't leave."

Since he didn't trust her in the first place, she didn't care if she lied to him once.

Or she acted without any trace of acting, Fu Yanye looked at her for a while, and finally relaxed a little.

"Can you let me go now?"

Zhuo Jian suppressed and asked him again.

Fu Yanye lowered his head, saw the position of her heart, sighed helplessly, and got up.

Zhuo Jian got up immediately, got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

Fu Yanye leaned on the head of the bed with a splitting headache.

This is not what he wants.

But now no matter what he says or does, she doesn't seem to understand him.

-

That night Fu Yanye was called to Fanxing.

Su Bai, Yan Zheng, and Li Heng were inside, and the three of them had two drinks. Seeing him, Su Bai said to him: "Boss, you are late, you have to punish yourself with three drinks."

"I don't want to drink recently."

Fu Yanye took his seat, looked at the wine bottle and glass on the table with boredom and said.

"It's okay to have a drink once in a while."

Su Bai said.

Fu Yanye didn't move, he just didn't want to drink.

His mind was full of images of Zhuo Jian arguing with him.

"And drinking more occasionally will help the relationship between husband and wife improve."

Li Heng also said.

Fu Yanye raised his eyes when he heard it from behind.

Yan Zheng smiled helplessly, thinking what kind of good people are these?

"But you used to like to use the strength of alcohol to find Ah Jian."

Although this trick is quite lossy, it is also true.

"That's right, I used to get divorced with my little sister Jane, who lived in Aunt Zhuo's small apartment by herself, and you almost went to her every night after drinking a few drinks with us, and you could spend the night there .”

Su Bai also remembered the past events.

At that time, as a fake boyfriend, he almost confessed his love.

He often thought, what would happen if he confessed?

But before he thought about what would happen to his little sister Jian, he thought that Young Master Ye might kill him without mercy, so he stopped.

"Can't I go to her when I'm sober?"

Fu Yanye was puzzled. In his impression, he was not an alcoholic.

"You drink well."

Li Heng said.

Fu Yanye felt that the three of them were unreliable, but he had already picked up the wine glass before he figured it out.

Yes, he raised his glass.

He himself was shocked by this incident, obviously he just wanted to sit and sit.

By the way, I learned something about the past between him and Zhuo Jian from these people.

But when Fu Yanye saw Yan Zheng, he suddenly frowned in annoyance, and asked him, "You and Zhong Mai haven't reconciled yet?"

"Ha ha."

After Yan Zheng heard this, he just laughed, and his smile was unpredictable.

But others thought he was playing tricks.

It's just not satisfied.

"Anyway, don't let her go to the island with Zhuo Jian, okay?"

"..."

Hearing his question, everyone looked at him.

"It's winter now. No matter how good the air is on the island, it's still much colder than in the city. She is already weak and pregnant."

Fu Yanye explained.

Everything makes sense.

"Brother, although the island is cold, we have villas on the island, and the villas are air-conditioned."

Su Bai reminded him very softly.

Fu Yanye looked at him extremely coldly.

Su Bai knew that he had provoked him again, but this week Su Bai was going to the island to play.

Fu Yanye drank a few more glasses because everyone thought there was something wrong with him.

But this night, he felt that the wine was really good.

It was already midnight when she got home, Zhuo Jian got up and drank some water, and was about to sleep when she heard the door knock.

The figure of Fu Yanye came in, closed the door with a chill in his body, turned around and saw her and smiled: "Wait for me?"

"..."

Really self-indulgent.

He approached her slowly with his long legs, and Zhuo Jian gradually smelled a little alcohol.

He stood in front of her, looked at her with drunken eyes, and asked her, "Are you waiting for me?"

"How much did you drink?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him and asked calmly.

"not much."

Fu Yanye sat down beside her, leaning his head on her shoulder naturally.

Zhuo Jian looked at him in the blink of an eye, and saw the faint despondency on his face.

The lighting is warm, so his sadness may have something to do with the lighting.

Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes, thinking that she would go to the island tomorrow anyway, so she could bear it and go there tonight: "Go take a shower and sleep."

"Let me sleep in bed?"

Fu Yanye put his arms around her.

"No."

"..."

Hearing her simple words, Fu Yanye hugged her and laughed, resting his forehead on her shoulder, and buried his face.

Zhuo Jian couldn't see his expression, and didn't know why he was smirking.

Are you stupid?

"You're going to try medicine recently, so you can't drink alcohol, you know that?"

I was afraid that something would happen if he drank alcohol during the drug test.

"You don't care anymore."

Fu Yanye murmured in a low voice.

Yeah, she doesn't care anymore.

Zhuo Jian lowered her head, saw the ring that the old lady gave her, and stroked it lightly with her fingers.

"Honey, I'm sleepy."

He continued to murmur.

"Aren't you taking a shower?"

"wash."

"Can you help me?"

His suppressed whisper was full of little prayers.

Zhuo Jian didn't know what to do, and felt a little soft.

"I can not help you."

Zhuo Jian's voice was unknowingly hoarse.

Fu Yanye didn't speak, just raised his head and looked at her with puzzled and pitiful eyes.

"I have limited mobility."

Zhuo Jian reminded.

Fu Yanye suddenly smiled again, and then lay down on her lap.

"Did she torment you?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

Zhuo Jian leaned back, looked at the roof and returned to her: "It's not a toss."

"Isn't it enough that you fainted?"

Fu Yanye muttered.

Zhuo Jian wanted to see him clearly, but she couldn't see him clearly because he lay on her belly.

She simply lay on the bed, as if she was getting close before parting.

The little girl was in her stomach, she seemed to like Fu Yanye's closeness, and she moved happily again.

Fu Yanye got up and came to her, looking at her with dark eyes.

Zhuo Jian's heartbeat was a little messed up by him.

Fu Yanye gently stroked the broken hair on her forehead with his hand, and murmured: "The hair is long."

In fact, her long hair really looks a lot softer.

It's because of his temperament, he was too cold to him.

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian looked at him, still very rational.

But he moved a little closer to her.

Zhuo Jian looked at her lips from the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help but want to speak, "Fu..."

"Don't say it."

Fu Yanye's pleasant voice interrupted her, and then her thin lips stuck to hers little by little.

Zhuo Jian held his breath and did not move for a long time.

There was alcohol on his lips.

Fu Yanye slowly raised his eyes to look at her again, and asked her, "Why don't you hide?"

Zhuo Jian was almost laughed out of anger.

Fu Yanye also laughed, and then kissed her again.

This time is different, the kiss has changed from time to time.

But he still stopped by himself, "If you don't resist, you agree."

"Ah."

Then his lips were covered by her gentle and thin hands.

Fu Yanye felt aggrieved and looked at her for no reason.

"I don't agree."

Zhuo Jian spoke softly.

"You agree."

He kissed her palm, and then continued to kiss her lips.

"Fu Yanye, you smell very alcoholic."

Zhuo Jian turned his face sideways.

He kissed her skin, murmured, and slowly moved up to her eyes, "But I want to kiss you, and every second is not equal."