I don't deserve your love

"I'm waiting for my wife to come home from drinking with friends."

Fu Yanye explained again.

Ouyang Ping: "..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who is your wife?"

After hearing this, Zhuo Jian couldn't help turning her head and staring at him to remind him.

"The woman who almost bit off my neck just now."

Fu Yanye touched the place where she bit her on purpose as he spoke.

The lights in this place are very dim, so Qi Yan showed a look of wanting to strangle him to death.

Ouyang Ping couldn't help laughing: "Then the person who sent me a message on Ajian's mobile phone WeChat saying that they are husband and wife is actually not Ajian, but Mr. Fu?"

"Miss Ouyang has good eyesight!"

Seeing that Zhuo Jian was drinking heavily again, Fu Yanye confessed to Ouyang Ping without haste.

Ouyang Ping couldn't help giving him a high look, then looked at the woman who was so angry that he only drank without talking, and reminded: "You drink less."

Zhuo Jian can't wait to get drunk now, and wake up to find that what she heard is hallucination.

But he heard a magnetic male voice next to her, and he said, "It's okay! Let her drink more, so I can serve her at night."

The wine in Zhuo Jian's hand suddenly tasted bad!

"Keep drinking, drink more! Anyway, I'm here, no one else can touch a single hair of yours."

Seeing her stop, Fu Yanye encouraged her even more.

Zhuo Jian held the wine bottle in her hand, but turned to look at him, wishing that this person would disappear from her eyes.

Ouyang Ping found it interesting to see the two of them like that, but she didn't want Zhuo Jian to be bullied, so she said, "Let's drink less, because we have to work tomorrow."

Zhuo Jian put the wine bottle heavily on the table, and then stopped looking at him.

Fu Yanye leaned over, took her wine bottle away, and continued to drink.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Ouyang Ping was also very surprised, it was rumored that the president of the Fu family had serious cleanliness, but he actually drank the wine that Zhuo Jian had drunk.

Ouyang Ping turned her head and whispered in Zhuo Jian's ear: "Let's leave tonight, let's make an appointment another day."

Zhuo Jian couldn't stay any longer, picked up her bag and mobile phone: "Then let's go!"

"I'll go first! Mr. Fu, if you have time, I want to give you an interview, okay?"

Ouyang Ping held Zhuo Jian's shoulders and did not let her go, and asked Fu Yanye a question.

"ask her!"

Fu Yanye smiled, pointed at Zhuo Jian and said to her.

"Okay! Then I'll take a step first!"

Ouyang Ping waved to Zhuo Jian and left first.

When Zhuo Jian saw Ouyang Ping leaving, she suddenly felt that danger was looming, and subconsciously wanted to chase after her.

"Where?"

Fu Yanye grabbed her just in time.

Zhuo Jian looked back at him: "Why are you dragging me?"

"Didn't you not kiss enough just now?"

Fu Yanye only said this, and before she could refute, he pressed her on the couch.

Tonight, no matter how many pairs of eyes there are in this bar, he wants to kiss her recklessly.

The surrounding lights are feasting and feasting, and the people in Sofali are already trapped.

Zhuo Jian never dared to think that Fu Yanye would actually kiss her, let alone his dominance, or his being in public.

But on this day, it was a parking lot and a bar.

A couple sat down not far from them, glanced at them, and then they were entangled together.

Zhuo Jian soon heard the humming of the girl next to him, her heart trembled violently, she grabbed his shirt and called him in a low voice: "Fu Yanye!"

"Ok?"

Fu Yanye naturally also heard the voice that shouldn't be here.

But he also wanted to do to her what other boyfriend and girlfriend did in the bar, so he continued.

Zhuo Jian grabbed his shirt to no avail, so she started grabbing his wrists, and his hands scrambled all over the place, messing up her clothes.

"Don't resist so much! Be good!"

Fu Yanye breathed in her ear, and sucked her blushing earrings after speaking.

Zhuo Jian snorted subconsciously, and realized it was her own voice in the next second, and immediately covered her mouth with the back of her hand.

With the smell of alcohol in his mouth, he kissed from her ear to her neck, not as fierce as when she bit him in the utility room, but slowly sucking.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help humming in a crying voice, Fu Yanye moved away from her skin slightly, staring at her with black eyes: "Baby, let's change places."

"..."

Zhuo Jian was at a loss, and was carried up.

She felt that she was thrown in the air and turned around, and then watched him take her bag and mobile phone with Venus eyes in a daze, and soon they walked into the lively crowd.

Many people watched as the tall man left with a thin woman on his shoulders.

At this time, few people recognized that it was Fu Yanye.

No one even recognized that the girl who was about to be eaten on his shoulder was the host of the midday news.

Zhuo Jian was dizzy for a long time, until when they left the bar, a gust of cold wind blew over, making her scalp numb, and she became slightly awake.

But soon, the person was placed in the spacious car again, in the back seat.

Supporting the back of her head with his warm palms, he put her down in the seat.

Zhuo Jian listened to the commotion outside, subconsciously wanted to get up immediately.

But soon, the car door was closed, and he hugged her directly on his lap when she got up and wanted to run from the other side: "Where do you want to go? Huh?"

"Can you be more rational? Have you forgotten that Ruxiang is still waiting for you inside?"

Zhuo Jian felt that she was about to collapse when she was sitting on his lap.

"Ruxiang is taken care of by Su Bai, so I just need to take good care of you now."

As Fu Yanye spoke, he couldn't help but put his hands in her clothes.

Zhuo Jian was so anxious that she was about to cry, so she could only try her best to persuade him, "Fu Yanye, don't do this, we are going to get a divorce."

"Dare to say a word about divorce?"

Fu Yanye laid her down in his arms, his black eyes staring at her threateningly.

"..."

Zhuo Jian didn't dare to say anything immediately, and looked at him with restrained anger.

"I just imagined being a normal man with his own woman."

Fu Yanye whispered to her again after she settled down.

Zhuo Jian wanted to cry even more, what ordinary man and his woman?

Are they in this relationship?

"Ah Jane, I think..."

His two thin lips came to her ears, the younger brother muttered.

Zhuo Jian's heart was beating like thunder, and she huddled in his arms in disbelief, her voice hoarse and helpless: "No, no!"

"You do not want?"

Fu Yanye asked her in a hoarse voice, looking at her with darker eyes.

Zhuo Jian thought to herself, am I thinking of a ghost?

"But……"

He leaned closer to her ear again, and his words became more and more explicit.

Zhuo Jian's shy face was about to bleed, feeling that he was going to mess around again, she grabbed his strong wrist and mustered up the courage to look up at him: "Fu Yanye, we can't!"

"Aren't we going to get a divorce? I promise!"

His hands wrapped around her skin, unable to leave.

Zhuo Jian couldn't figure out how much of what he said was true or not, and while holding her uncontrollable arm tightly, she looked straight up at him.

She had seen with her own eyes how much he doted on him, but now he treats her like this?

She refuses!