I don't deserve your love

Zhuo Jian scolded him in his eyes: "Fu Yanye, you bastard."

She didn't read it out, and didn't want to quarrel with him anymore. All the anger was on her teeth, and she bit his shoulder heavily.

He was wearing a white shirt, and even her saliva was on it, so he couldn't see it clearly if he didn't look good.

He watched her actions in the mirror, and also saw the mist on her eyelashes.

Zhuo Jian was unwilling to let go until her teeth were tired.

"Have enough bites?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

Zhuo Jian didn't raise her head, she just looked at her nose and heart.

Fu Yanye came out of the bathroom with her in his arms, put her gently on the bed, and sat down beside the bed: "Don't let me find out that your hair is a millimeter shorter, otherwise..."

As soon as he said otherwise, Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and looked straight at him.

Yes, eyes protest.

She hated him being blackmailed.

Fu Yanye's words stopped when he saw her eyes, but quickly raised his hand to stroke her hair, "I like it, okay?"

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Suddenly tactful?

"Do you want to stay if you like me? Then I want you to trust me completely. Can you do it?"

"I'll try."

Facing her stubborn questioning, he thought about it and responded patiently.

The two words of working hard are actually not satisfactory.

Zhuo Jian lay down slowly, and then turned her back to him. .seven

Some words are useless.

In fact, the guarantee is useless.

Only then will everything be implemented.

At the moment of implementation, you can see clearly whether it is true or false, whether it is false or not.

Zhong Mai later sent her a message: "You didn't see how green Miss Liang's face was when she left." There was a big heart behind it.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help laughing after seeing it.

She knew that Zhang Mingmei and Zhong Mai were both on her side, and she felt somewhat comforted.

Fu Yanye made a phone call with Chengcheng after taking a shower, and then went to bed.

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, and Fu Yanye also looked at her, and asked her if she had any questions.

Zhuo Jian didn't speak, and continued to turn his back to him.

But Fu Yanye suddenly leaned over, putting his hands on her protruding abdomen.

Zhuo Jian immediately grabbed his wrist and moved away.

Fu Yanye put it on again.

This was repeated twice, and the third time Fu Yanye hugged her: "I am building a good relationship with my daughter."

"..."

Zhuo Jian was speechless, she broke it twice but failed, so she changed her position and lay down.

As a result, it was easier for him to hold it.

Even, when he moved forward a little, he was in a hugging posture.

"I feel cold in my stomach."

Zhuo Jian blinked and said simply.

"Ok?"

When Fu Yanye heard her words, he narrowed his phoenix eyes nervously.

"Would you go get me a glass of hot water?"

Zhuo Jian asked again.

"Wait."

Fu Yanye didn't dare to delay.

Zhuo Jian lay on the bed and watched him go to pour hot water, took a sip and returned it to him: "I'll drink it later, I want some hot food."

"Ok?"

Fu Yanye stood by the bed, a little unsure of what she said.

"Your daughter, she eats a lot recently, so I'm hungry quickly."

Zhuo Jian explained.

Fu Yanye looked at the belly she was touching, and smiled, "Wait."

He went to cook the noodles, noodles in a clear soup, and sprinkled some chopped green onions on top.

Zhuo Jian looked at it, she didn't like it very much, she frowned and said, "It's not the taste your daughter wants."

"Ok?"

"It doesn't taste right anyway."

She looked very serious, and smelled the smell in the bowl he was holding, with a displeased expression on her face.

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, and suddenly smiled, "Then what does she like now?"

"strawberry."

Zhuo Jian thought for a while, and quickly gave him an answer.

Fu Yanye nodded, thinking that he could go wash it, it happened to be bought today, and it was quite fresh.

"It's best to pick it not long ago. Girls, you know, they are more delicate, and they are your species, so they are more picky."

"..."

Fu Yanye's narrowed phoenix eyes gradually felt a little dangerous.

But in the end he still laughed, and asked her in a magnetic voice, "Do you want me to go out and pick strawberries for you in the middle of the night?"

"If this is the case, then of course it would be the best. My daughter must be very touched when her father picks strawberries for her personally."

"It's in the refrigerator. It should have been picked this morning. You ask her if she eats it, and if she doesn't eat it, she goes to bed."

"This is your own daughter. Are you willing to let her not eat fresh strawberries? How can the morning strawberries be considered fresh?"

Zhuo Jian made things difficult.

"Naturally, a daughter is favored, but being pampered does not mean being spoiled."

Fu Yanye patiently explained to her.

Don't tell me if you see through, Fu Yanye at this time.

Zhuo Jian listened and cooperated quite well, "From what you said, it seems that you don't like this daughter very much."

"Did I express that I didn't like my daughter?"

"You didn't like children before. You didn't pay much attention to Cheng Cheng when he was born."

"..."

"It seems that it still hasn't changed."

Zhuo Jian looked at him suddenly with more determination.

After hearing this, Fu Yanye laughed angrily. Seeing that the noodles he had painstakingly cooked were lumpy, he turned around and took them away.

Zhuo Jian leaned against the head of the bed, and after watching him go out, she felt much better for no reason.

When Fu Yanye came back, she had already lay down again.

The water was half a glass short again, Fu Yanye felt a little better looking at it, and then went to bed again.

But she was lying in the middle of the big bed.

Fu Yanye stood on the side and looked at where she was lying, and soon lay down again.

Zhuo Jian felt him clinging to her, and wanted to move forward when her back froze.

"Don't move, it's fine here."

He whispered orders behind him.

Zhuo Jian's heart trembled, what's the matter?

The meaning of her being in the middle is to remind him not to let him come to bed.

He's still doing fine?

"I was very angry at being played by you, but I was comforted to see you take the initiative to lie down on my side to show your kindness."

As soon as Fu Yanye said that, he got up, hugged her shoulders so that she was lying down, and looked at her and said.

Zhuo Jian looked at him: "You misunderstood, I'm not..."

"Shh, watch out she hears."

He stroked her lower abdomen with one hand, making a gesture to silence her.

Zhuo Jian didn't know why she was so obedient, but she kept her mouth shut anyway.

Fu Yanye's hand on her lower abdomen gradually moved upwards, touching the back of her neck and the edge of her ears after a short stop from her heart.

Zhuo Jian's face became hot unknowingly, and her watery eyes wanted to look at his hands.

Fu Yanye murmured: "It's really tossing."

Zhuo Jian looked at him suspiciously.

"It's not about you, it's about our daughter. She wants to drink hot water for a while, eat hot noodles for a while, and eat freshly picked strawberries for a while. We can't spoil her like this in the future."

"..."

Zhuo Jian knew that he was actually criticizing Sang Huai.

"dont you agree?"

Fu Yanye asked her in a low voice, his black eyes fell from her eyelashes.

Zhuo Jian only felt that her chest was heaving and falling, and she couldn't calm down for a while, and then her face became even hotter.

"Ok?"

His sexy and slender fingers wrapped around the strap of the nightgown around her waist, and he suddenly looked at her.

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