"what are you saying?"

Zhuo Jian's heart was beating like thunder, and he was a little confused because of his proximity.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

Fu Yanye searched her misty eyes and asked in a low and deep voice.

Those days and nights when he was supposed to be by her side, it was another man protecting her.

"I don't understand."

She was like a frightened little house bird, innocent and pitiful.

Fu Yanye held her chin and moved closer to her, close enough to see her thick eyelashes clearly.

Zhuo Jian was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe, and his lips moved slightly inadvertently.

Fu Yanye was originally extremely disappointed, but after seeing her pink lips, he suddenly forgot all about his anger and leaned more towards her tall and straight figure.

She is his.

Of course her lips are too.

Fu Yanye was about to kiss her when suddenly the cell phone in his pants pocket rang.

His action was interrupted, and Zhuo Jian took the opportunity to look away quickly.

But just looking at her gentle profile and beautiful swan neck was enough to make his blood boil.

They haven't had sex in more than a year.

He can even remember the exact number of days.

But she didn't seem to miss him at all.

Fu Yanye couldn't help but look at her again.

"Your cell phone is ringing."

Zhuo Jian twisted his neck and reminded him softly.

Fu Yanye didn't answer the phone and leaned closer.

Zhuo Jian was so frightened that he closed his eyes hard.

Fu Yanye's lips could touch her pink and hot skin with just a slight movement. He even smelled her delicious fragrance. For a moment...

Zhuo Jian closed her eyes and immediately felt her skin being caressed even more sensitively.

She slowly opened her eyes, and she knew it was him touching her without looking.

The man's tall body leaned forward, his dark eyes lingering on the face of the woman in front of him, his long and warm fingers gently caressing her cheek and reaching her neck.

Zhuo Jian's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Fu Yanye left her hand and looked at her restrained look. His thin lips moved slightly, but he just straightened up.

"Eat it yourself."

"..."

Zhuo Jian didn't say anything, he had already left.

She turned around and looked outside. His tall body left her without any nostalgia, or in other words, extremely disappointed.

Zhuo Jian choked and sat down silently.

It didn't seem to matter who called him. What mattered was that they wouldn't have to see each other again for a month.

She slowly calmed down the anger in her chest.

Why could he still tease her like that?

She had long since separated him from her world.

From that day on, he was him and she was she.

Zhuo Jian looked down at the food on the table. When he picked up the chopsticks again, he held the chopsticks hard but couldn't stretch them out.

Why does she want to eat the rice he cooked?

When the aunt saw Fu Yanye leaving, she came in and took a look. Zhuo Jian picked up the plate and walked to the trash can, pouring everything directly into the trash can.

"this......"

The aunt was watching from behind, not daring to say a word, because her face and brows were full of determination.

The aunt couldn't help but wonder, why did the couple suddenly have a quarrel again?

She always thought that her young master would definitely be able to coax the young lady into a good mood, and he would probably relent after coaxing her a few times.

The two of them were obviously so ambiguous and charming just now, why did they suddenly go their separate ways?
Chapter completed!