Zhuo Jian's heartbeat was like thunder, and he raised his breath with a conditioned reflex and closed his abdomen.

Fu Yanye looked up at her, then murmured: "I didn't see it."

“…”

Zhuo Jian's heart and mouth were a little sensational, but the dust soon settled.

Jian Lian believed that he had seen it, especially after seeing Zhuo Jian so nervous that he could not breathe, he changed his words: "Is your wedding next month, right?"

Some sizes are really hard to see if they are not on the body.

"Yes! Didn't you send you an invitation?"

Fu Yanye doubted his memory.

Jian Lian raised his eyebrows: "That's good. I'm worried that Miss Zhuo will continue to grow, so this eight-figure wedding dress will be wasted."

Zhuo Jian really immediately raised his breath again, lowered his head to cover up his panic, looked at his lower abdomen and said, "Mr. Fu has cooked himself recently, so I will pay attention to keeping it after eating a little more."

"Well, then that's it."

Jian Lian nodded, and only moved the needle and thread for a while after seeing her cuffs being a little big.

Zhuo Jian has never seen a man who uses needlework and thread better than a woman, and is even more beautiful.

Fu Yanye stood beside him and watched, around her, and his clean and gentle hands pressed against her eyes without hesitation.

Zhuo Jian: "…"

After finishing his work, Jian Lian took people away, and Fu Yanye personally sent it outside the door.

Zhuo Jian and aunt were admiring the wedding dress in the room, and subconsciously touched their lower abdomen. She guessed that she would not grow so fast.

Eight-figure wedding dress!

Zhuo Jian chuckled in his heart, a little disgusted that he didn't know how to be frugal.

When Fu Yanye came back, the aunt stepped back. Zhuo Jian stood there with a breath, and the hand placed on his lower abdomen subconsciously slowly pulled it back to his waist.

Fu Yanye glanced at her, walked up to her but stared at her waist and abdomen.

He really didn't see the change, but he believed that Jian's eyes were just a soft ruler.

Zhuo Jian didn't know what he was thinking, and murmured nervously: "I will keep my figure."

"I have to keep it recently. He hasn't been sleeping for several days in order to make this wedding dress."

"ah?"

"It's not that the things are expensive, but some materials are hard to find."

“…”

Zhuo Jian thought I couldn't blame me, it was all your fault for posing difficulties.

Just as she was thinking this, Fu Yanye suddenly walked around her side, stretched out his long arms and hugged her in his arms before she could even retreat.

Zhuo Jian's face suddenly turned pink.

Fu Yanye's hands gently kneaded her waist and abdomen.

She didn't dare to breathe, and suddenly her legs were weak, "Fu, what are you doing?"

"Why can't I see it? Are you heavy?"

Fu Yanye continued to touch while asking in a low voice.

Zhuo Jian pressed his lips hard and could only lie to him: "I don't have a weight scale at home, how do I know?"

After hearing this, Fu Yanye nodded and murmured: "Buy a weight scale."

Zhuo Jian: "…"

But why didn't he let her go?

And what's that look?

Why keep staring at her?

Zhuo Jian opened his face, but it happened to make it easier for Fu Yanye to see her pink earrings. Fu Yanye leaned into her ears: "Your ears are red."

"ah?"

Zhuo Jian hid nervously, and Fu Yanye looked at her straight: "What are you nervous? Even if you gain more than ten pounds, I won't dislike you."

“…”

Zhuo Jianxin thought you would be disgusted with me, but you are not the one who is nervous about me.

When he was kissed behind his ear, Zhuo Jian felt numb all over and subconsciously wanted to push him. Fu Yanye murmured in her ear: "Don't move, I don't have good control."

“…”

Fu Yanye said and kissed her on the neck, and soon picked her up again.

Zhuo Jian's conditioned hands tightly hugged his neck.

Fu Yanye carried her up the stairs.

Zhuo Jian's heartbeats were always very fast, especially when he saw him with a cold face, as if he was going to go to a fight...

"Fu Yanye, you promised me."

"What?"

“I won’t do it now.”

Zhuo Jian humbly reminded him.

But Fu Yanye saw the cleverness flashing in her eyes in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help but get upset, "Shut up."

There is no need to remind him to be restrained at all times.

If he really wants to do it with her, she thinks the agreement he verbally gave her would be meaningful?

He can ignore the divorce agreement she signed.

Zhuo Jian shut up obediently, but his heart couldn't help but beware of him.

Fu Yanye took her back to the bedroom. Considering that the aunt saw what she shouldn't have seen before, he kicked the door in this time.

There was a 'bang' sound.

Zhuo Jian's heart also tightened.

Fu Yanye put her on the bed, and Zhuo Jian's brain was running rapidly. He didn't know what was going to happen next. If he wanted to do it, she kicked him away. If he just wanted to hug her, she would endure it.

Just as she was thinking about this, Fu Yanye suddenly covered her big black eyes, and then covered her thin lips.

Zhuo Jian felt that his breath was taken away in an instant, and his eyes were dark again, and his nervous heart was about to jump out.

"Fu Yanye..."

"What's the name?"

"husband!"

"good!"

Fu Yanye's subordinates were not very strong, but he just lifted up her excessively long skirt, and his lips and tongue were tempted in her mouth.

Zhuo Jian felt cold on his legs, and his hands started to tossing. Fu Yanye bit his chin and warned her: "I won't ruin your wedding dress, so don't move."

"Fu Yanye, we agreed not to do it first."

"I didn't say I did it, just kiss it."

Fu Yanye was irritated, and kissed her even more powerfully.

He himself doesn't believe it!

But what can he do?

He planned to endure it before the wedding, but it was hard to say that he could not hold on.

He advised himself to hold it back. She had just fainted not long ago and was weak and could not stand the attack.

But how could he resist her dressing like this in front of him today?

Fu Yanye wanted to take off her wedding dress, so he was very upset through the thick fabric.

Zhuo Jian felt his increasingly uncontrollable behavior and immediately grabbed his hand: "Fu Yanye..."

"Um?"

He agreed irritably.

"You'll break your wedding dress."

Zhuo Jian felt that he was about to bite her neck, and raised his hand to hold his face. He looked at him with a little gentle eyes in fear, coaxing him: "Stop it now, okay?"

Fu Yanye was very fond of her and stopped immediately, but his longing eyes could not be removed from her face.

Zhuo Jian saw his thin lips pursed, gently stroked his fingers, then raised his head and kissed him: "I'm hungry."

“…”

Fu Yanye suddenly felt weak all over, covering her body, and his forehead pressed against her shoulders.

"Kiss me for a while."

Fu Yanye suddenly held her waist, gently put it on her, then turned over and lay on her pillow, while she lay on him.

Zhuo Jian was shocked, why did she come to the top suddenly?

Fu Yanye gently stroked the back of her head: "Be good, I'll let you go downstairs to have dinner when I'm satisfied."

Zhuo Jian didn't expect that she would never leave for a while after returning to the city. She didn't expect that she not only wanted to hold a wedding with him, but also called her husband, and took the initiative to kiss him until he was satisfied.

"Do you kiss me?"

Fu Yanye looked at her, his eyes full of torment.

"relative!"

Zhuo Jian muttered dissatisfiedly, then slightly raised and slapped his forehead.
Chapter completed!