I don't deserve your love

He came out with an umbrella and went straight to them.

The raindrops didn't show any mercy, they slammed on the black umbrella, it was so loud that people couldn't hear other sounds.

It seemed that every step he took was a shock.

Li Yuqing raised his eyes and smiled helplessly: "I'll let your bodyguard go up to pick you up in the future."

Zhuo Jian understood that Li Yuqing was afraid that she and Fu Yanye would be unhappy because of him, so she just nodded.

After Li Yuqing left, Zhuo Jian watched him step forward. The two of them were separated by an umbrella. Fu Yanye asked her, "Are you disturbed by me?"

"Yes, very disturbing."

Zhuo Jian looked at him and said.

Fu Yanye looked at her in silence, with obvious dissatisfaction and jealousy in his eyes.

After almost half a minute, Zhuo Jian looked at the rain outside, her legs gradually became cold, and she felt uncomfortable.

I don't know if other people have that kind of time, the grievances have been endured too much, and they can't talk about it, they can only swallow it raw.

But the more grievances he swallowed, the more cold his heart became, and the more he wanted to let go.

"Not yet."

Fu Yanye stood at the door holding an umbrella and didn't intend to go in.

Zhuo Jian quietly choked up when she heard his commanding tone, then walked over with her head down.

After all, if I don't go back again, I may have to commit the old problem on my legs again.

When she went back, she saw Wang Rui's car following them from the rearview mirror, and sighed helplessly.

After returning, Fu Yanye went to the study by himself, and Zhuo Jian heard that Cheng Tian was in their bedroom, so she went back to the bedroom.

The aunt helped bring the foot bath water, and she rolled up her trouser legs by the bed and put her feet in.

"Young madam, is the old problem recurring?"

"It should be because I don't wear less today, it's okay."

"That's good. You've just given birth, so you must dress warmer when you go out."

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian was talking, and when she heard Cheng Tian babbling, she turned her head and patted Cheng Tian's shoulder lightly.

"Our little princess is really able to eat and sleep at the same time. It is a blessing to see it."

"Yes."

Zhuo Jian really felt very happy when she thought of Cheng Tian for more than a month.

This little girl is really, really great.

After eleven o'clock, she was tired from reading, so she turned off the light and put her arms around her daughter to sleep.

It was like a dream, and there was something warm in the dream, warming her behind her back.

Gradually, her back became warmer, her legs became warmer, and her feet became warmer, and then she fell into a dream.

"Yan Ye, you always wear the peace talisman I begged for you."

"Of course, I will always wear the peace talisman you asked for."

In the dream, Liang Yu was sitting on Fu Yanye's long legs, making love to me and me with Fu Yanye. Suddenly, the style of painting changed, Liang Yu turned to look at her, and said, "Zhuo Jian, did you see that? You are not unique at all. It's different, I'm here, you can disappear."

"Hahaha, Zhuo Jian, I didn't expect that, without me, Lin Ruxiang, you wouldn't be able to get him, Fu Yanye, hahaha."

Zhuo Jian was awakened by that voice, sweating profusely.

The man's dry and warm palms covered her wet forehead, and his voice was dull and sleepy: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Zhuo Jian's ears suddenly buzzed, and she turned to look at him.

"You, why are you here?"

After seeing his face clearly, Zhuo Jian turned to look at the other side.

Huh?

What about orange sweet?

"Cheng Tian was hungry last night, seeing that you were sleeping soundly, she didn't bother you, so she was taken to her room."

Fu Yanye saw that her complexion was not good, so she patiently explained.

Zhuo Jian's heartbeat couldn't get back to normal for a long time, and she looked at him again after he finished speaking, "Then what are you doing here?"

"You're cold."

"..."

"Don't move, you seem to have a fever."

Fu Yanye's hand continued to touch her forehead, and then his own. Feeling that her temperature was abnormal, he held her face and pressed it directly.

His forehead was dry and warm, hers, wet and hot.

"I really have a fever."

Zhuo Jian stopped breathing and was completely unable to respond.

Not only did he sneak back to the room, but he also went to bed secretly, skin to skin with her.

She was disheveled now, and he could see the inside with his lowered eyes. He also took a sigh of relief, his Adam's apple rolled, and he pretended to be calm and separated from her.

Zhuo Jian had a headache. She felt that the two of them were too close, their breaths were intertwined, and they wanted to separate but were too lazy to move.

Fu Yanye lowered his eyes, but stopped looking into her neckline, and only whispered, "I'm going to find a thermometer."

Zhuo Jian raised her tired eyelids, her eyes followed his figure involuntarily.

He came back shortly afterwards, "Lift up."

Zhuo Jian obediently raised her arm to let him clamp the thermometer under his arm.

soon.

"38 degrees one, a bit serious."

Fu Yanye looked at the temperature displayed on the thermometer and said.

Zhuo Jian watched him focus on her body temperature, and remembered a movie she had seen in which the male lead had a split personality.

But he is different, because he always has the air of repelling people thousands of miles away.

Even taking care of her.

Because she was still breastfeeding, Fu Yanye took her mobile phone and planned to call the doctor to ask the doctor what medicine she should take.

"If you want to ask the doctor what medicine I should take, then there is no need."

Zhuo Jian spoke in a weak voice.

Fu Yanye looked at her in a blink of an eye.

"I have given birth to three children, can I know what medicine to take?"

"..."

This time Fu Yanye was silent and put away his phone.

Zhuo Jian raised her hand and touched her forehead, thought for a while, then turned around to get her mobile phone and dialed Jian Qian's number: "I won't be going today, I have a little fever, it's okay, um."

"What medicine do you take?"

Fu Yanye didn't ask her until she finished the call.

"No need to take medicine, help me find one of Chengcheng's antipyretic patch."

"Row."

Fu Yanye quickly went out to look for cooling stickers, but in the end it was his aunt who helped him find them.

But when he went back again, she was already asleep.

Fu Yanye looked at the description, then tore it open, sat beside her and stuck it on her forehead.

Zhuo Jian moved and continued to sleep.

She didn't know what time it was, but the phone rang and woke her up.

Fu Yanye was not there, but his cell phone was ringing.

no name.

But it looks a little familiar.

"Hey?"

Her hoarse voice answered the phone.

"Zhuo Jian?"

"Liang Yu."

When Zhuo Jian guessed who she was, she also got the answer from that kind of confidence.

"It's me, where is Fu Yanye? I'll talk to him about business."

Liang Yu said directly.

She hated Zhuo Jian, and even more hated Zhuo Jian's weak voice.

She hates weak people, and she doesn't like gentle women, she thinks, they must be pretending, for those stupid men to see.

Zhuo Jian heard the sound from the bathroom, and turned her head to look.

Fu Yanye also saw her answering his phone, and walked over, "Whose phone is it?"

"Liang Yu."

Zhuo Jian returned the phone to him.

Fu Yanye glanced at her again, and answered, "What's the matter?"

"You should be present at today's meeting."

Liang Yu gasped when she heard his voice, but she was still confident.

"This project is under the sole responsibility of Li Heng, please don't call me again."

Fu Yanye hung up after finishing speaking.