Outrageous! The man I picked up was actually the child's father!

Thinking of this possibility, Feng Jue’s mind immediately recalled many things that had happened recently.

Shu Yanyan may not love him at all.

Maybe she loves someone else?

Once this idea formed in his mind, Feng Jue's doubts grew deeper.

An evil fire rose in his heart.

His eyes turned cold, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Shu Yanyan, if you dare to wear a hat in front of me outside, be careful or I will break your legs, make you a pair of iron chains, and lock you up at home."

"What? What nonsense are you talking about? When did I ever cheat on you? You're so annoying. I'm still single..."

"..."

Feng Jue was completely speechless.

But these two words dispelled his doubts. This guy was just drunk, crazy, and talking nonsense.

But he still felt a little unhappy.

Just thinking about the possibility that this guy might have another man he likes makes me feel so uncomfortable.

"Shu Yanyan, look at me, who am I?"

He pinched Shu Yanyan's chin with his bony fingers, forcing her to look into his eyes.

“Ah, it hurts~~”

Shu Yanyan was born afraid of pain. She snorted coquettishly, her eyes red and full of grievance.

The pain in her chin brought her back to her senses a little.

"You are Zhang San! Stinky Zhang San! Bastard Zhang San!"

"You hurt me!"

The woman's face was full of tenderness, and her soft humming was like a small feather gently brushing across his heart.

Feng Jue's eyes became hot and fell quietly on her slightly pouting red lips.

"Shu Yanyan, you asked for this."

His low, hoarse voice rang in her ears, bringing with it a surprising warmth.

Before Shu Yanyan could figure out what she meant by "she asked for it" and what she had done, something warm covered her lips.

He kissed her forcefully, with the momentum of conquering a city, forcefully pried open her lips, hooked her soft tongue, and swept every inch of her mouth.

The mellow aroma of wine mixed with the smell of men's hormones.

This made Shu Yanyan's already confused brain even more confused.

She felt a lack of oxygen, had difficulty breathing, and her face turned red.

"Woooooooo..."

She finally came to her senses and began to resist violently.

The hands on the man's shoulders tried hard to push him away.

But the man's tall and straight body was like a solid wall.

Her soft strength was not enough to shake him, and even her hands were sore from pushing, but he still didn't move at all.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Shu Yanyan's eyes went dark and her tears fell even more violently.

Suddenly his eyes rolled back and he was about to faint.

Feng Jue finally realized something was wrong and quickly put his arms around her waist and held her in his arms.

"Shu Yanyan?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Finally getting a chance to catch her breath, Shu Yanyan covered her chest and started coughing violently.

The air suddenly rushed into my lungs, and my chest hurt with every breath.

She raised her little face, her eyes filled with tears.

"You bastard, why did you bite me?"

"..."

Hearing the woman's dissatisfied accusation, Feng Jue's brows jumped suddenly.

After a long while, he pinched his temple helplessly and coaxed softly: "Silly, I didn't bite you, I was loving you."

"You're a liar! You're a liar!"

Shu Yanyan sniffed, her eyes suddenly rolled back, and her body fell limply into Feng Jue's arms.

Feng Jue hugged the warm and soft thing in his arms tightly and swallowed hard.

Ugh.

A silent sigh sounded in the room.

Feng Jue picked up Shu Yanyan and walked towards the small bed in the middle of the bedroom.

Shu Yanyan was sleeping soundly, her breathing was soft, her rosy little mouth was slightly open, blowing out bubbles, like a cute little goldfish.

Feng Jueqing couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips and smiled.

"An annoying little goblin."

He reached out and scratched her upturned nose.

Even he himself didn't realize that his eyes were full of doting.

Feng Jue sat by the bed for a while, covered Shu Yanyan with a quilt, then got up and returned to the living room.

Looking at the mess in the house.

He sighed helplessly, rolled up his sleeves and started to clean up.

Feng Jue had just cleaned up the table when he suddenly moved his ears and keenly heard the noise coming from the bedroom.

His face suddenly changed and he immediately put down the trash can and ran towards the bedroom.

"Shu Yanyan! Stop vomiting!"

Shu Yanyan, who was originally asleep, opened her eyes again at some point and was lying on the edge of the bed with her mouth open, as if she wanted to vomit.

Shu Yanyan originally felt like vomiting, but when she heard his roar, she held it back. She looked at him with a pair of red eyes, revealing deep dissatisfaction.

Feng Jue quickly picked up the trash can next to him and said, "Spit here..."

"vomit."

As soon as he approached, before he could finish his words, a soft little hand grabbed his collar.

Following a vomiting sound, Feng Jue felt a sudden warmth in front of him.

"..."

His body instantly stiffened, as if a martial arts master had pressed acupoints on him. He widened his eyes in disbelief and looked down at his chest.

Shu Yanyan let out the discomfort that was blocking her heart and sighed comfortably.

She didn't even look at it. She grabbed the clean clothes in front of Feng Jue and wiped them next to her mouth. She blinked and closed her eyes again.

"..."

The blue veins on Feng Jue's forehead were throbbing faintly.

That handsome face was like covered with ice.

Clench your fingers into fists at your sides.

After a long while, he finally uttered three words, "Shu-Yan-Yan!"

But at this time, Shu Yanyan couldn't hear anything. After vomiting, she covered herself with the quilt and fell asleep again.

Feng Jue stood beside the bed, glaring angrily at the person curled up in the quilt, and finally sighed helplessly.

Forget it.

Why was he mad at a drunkard?

Feng Jue resigned himself to his fate by putting down the trash can in his hand, went to the bathroom, and took off his smelly clothes.

He was a germaphobe to begin with, and the unpleasant smell almost drove him away.

He turned on the shower and washed himself thoroughly twice, inside and out. After making sure there was no odor on his body, he changed into clean clothes and returned to the master bedroom.

Shu Yanyan covered herself completely in the quilt, with only a few strands of black hair showing.

Feng Jue was both angry and amused.

He walked over and pulled the quilt open a little, revealing her face.

After vomiting, I’m so dirty, and I’m just going to sleep like this?

With disgust, he opened the warm towel and wiped her dirty little face clean, then carefully wiped her ten fingers clean.

Looking at the fair and clean woman with a peaceful aura in front of him, Feng Jue's eyes became extremely gentle.

"It's much better this way, little drunkard."

With bony fingers, he pinned a strand of hair that fell on her forehead behind her head, revealing her fair and innocent little face.

Feng Jue stood up and was about to leave when Shu Yanyan suddenly turned over and grabbed his hand in a daze.

"Don't go, don't go..."

"..."

Feng Jue was stunned for a moment.

Shu Yanyan held his hand tightly, as if worried that he would leave, and murmured in dissatisfaction.

"Don't go, don't leave..."

Feng Jue wanted to pull his hand back, but she held it even tighter.

I didn't expect that her strength would become so great at this time.

Feng Jue was worried that he would hurt her by using too much force and wake her up, so he compromised and lay down beside her.

He placed a hand on her back and coaxed her softly, "Go to sleep. I will always be with you."