"Haven't you washed it?"

“It needs to be washed again.”

Fu Yanye walked up to her and squeezed her directly to the base of the wall.

"cold!"

Zhuo Jian's eyes were immediately closed by the tiles behind him.

Fu Yanye stretched his warm palm behind her, and then looked at her lips wet with water, so that her skin should not touch the tiles as much as possible. Two thin lips covered her at all costs.

A piece of music that should not belong to the room sounded, and Zhuo Jian's heart trembled, and he immediately pinched his shoulder to remind him: "Your cell phone is ringing."

Fu Yanye didn't care, but just kissed her again and quickly went to the side of her lips.

Zhuo Jian lay on his shoulder sadly, his voice becoming more and more hoarse, "There may be an urgent matter, you go and answer the phone first."

She just took a shower, and didn't know if the foam on her head had been washed away.

Fu Yanye didn't care about these things, but just quickly picked her up.

Zhuo Jian hugged his neck reflexively, and asked him humbly, "Fu Yanye, what are you doing? You promised not to do it before the wedding."

"Can you believe such words from men?"

Fu Yanye's voice was also a little dull.

Zhuo Jian's skin was bitten by him, and his face turned pale in an instant.

I feel even more angry. What does it mean that men can believe such words?

What does it mean, she believed it wrong again?

The disturbing music outside stopped and then sounded. Finally, Fu Yanye stopped irritably, gently put her down, put her on her forehead and gasped, saying, "Wait for me."

Zhuo Jian: "…"

He took off a bath towel and wiped it out.

Zhuo Jian came to his senses shortly after he left, and immediately ran to the door.

Lock.

Fu Yanye only heard a violent sound of closing the door, and when he turned around, the door was locked.

The name displayed on his mobile phone also made him frown unconsciously.

Wang Rui.

Fu Yanye picked it up: "Hey?"

"Yan Ye!"

Lin Ruxiang called him on Wang Rui's cell phone, and after hearing his voice, he called him humbly and excitedly.

Fu Yanye's eyebrows tightened and asked in a cold voice: "What's the matter?"

"I want to give my grandma a birthday gift. Yanye, can you come out to see me? I will give you the gift and leave."

Lin Ruxiang begged him sadly.

Fu Yanye listened to her words and looked at the bathroom again. The more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Yan Ye?"

Lin Ruxiang couldn't hear his voice, so he called him again in a hurry.

Fu Yanye came back to his senses and was still cold: "No need, the Lin family and the Fu family are not in good relationship, so we have no reason to accept your gift."

"What? The relationship is not very good? Yan Ye, we almost got married."

"You said it was almost done, Lin Ruxiang, don't come to Fu's door again in the future. This is not the place you should come."

Fu Yanye said as he wanted to hang up the phone, but suddenly he put it back in his ear and ordered in a deep voice: "Don't call again."

"Yan Ye, Yan Ye..."

In the carriage, Lin Ruxiang shouted with her cell phone in her arms, but soon she woke up completely. Fu Yanye hung up her phone, and Fu Yanye rejected her again.

He treated her colderly every time.

Lin Ruxiang held her cell phone and pressed her heart hard. Suddenly she felt ache in her heart, as if she was about to die at any time, and then she lay in the back seat and sobbed.

Wang Rui sat in front and looked in the rearview mirror. When did she get any more crying?

Lin Ruxiang groaned more and more without any reason, and asked crying: "What should I do to save him? Do you have to die?"

Wang Rui used more force to hold the steering wheel.

She should be sober and know that her death will not cause any pain in Fu Yanye's heart.

Lin Ruxiang looked up inside. She couldn't even see the house they were in in the huge courtyard. However, at this moment, she seemed to see Fu Yanye being wrapped in the bed by Zhuo Jian.

The resentment in my heart must have been that the woman seduced him with her young body.

But the real scene in the room is...

Fu Yanye's tall and straight body stood at the bathroom door, his abdominal muscles were perfectly exposed outside the towel, and his powerful arms gently pressed against the door panel, everything was extremely perfect.

However, he was locked outside by Lin Ruxiang who mistakenly thought to be the one who pestered him.

After taking a shower, Zhuo Jian wiped his hair inside. Although she couldn't hear anything outside, she knew that he was standing outside the door, so she deliberately tried to be slow.

Fu Yanye heard the hair dryer ringing, so he turned around and leaned against the wall, and then waited silently.

Anyway, she always wants to come out.

Is he still afraid that he won’t be able to eat it?

But ten minutes later, the hair dryer stopped, but the people inside didn't plan to come out at all.

Fu Yanye frowned, turned his head to look at the closed door panel, turned around, and murmured in the crack of the door: "Zhuo Jian, come out soon."

Zhuo Jian stood in front of the sink, pressing his hands against the edge.

Let her go out?

Then he cleaned up?

Zhuo Jian didn't dare to go out.

I don’t know if she was smoked by hot water after taking a shower or if she thought of something else, her skin was covered with a layer of powder at this time.

She is seen like this and will undoubtedly die if Fu Yanye sees it.

"I'd like to remind you that I have keys for all the door locks in this bedroom."

key?

Zhuo Jian suddenly stood up when he heard it behind.

Yes, how could she forget this?

but……

Zhuo Jian walked gently to the door, stood there in the crack of the door, and whispered: "I don't want to do it."

Fu Yanye's heart blew.

For those four words, she was very low, but she was particularly stubborn.

Fu Yanye pondered helplessly, raised his hand and grabbed his eyebrows, and asked her: "Why?"

"I don't like it!"

Zhuo Jian said again.

"You come out first, let's talk slowly."

His ears were about to be pressed against the door, which really didn't fit his character as the president.

Zhuo Jian didn't dare to open the door for him, "Will we sleep on one bed and the other on the sofa as before?"

"You come out first, I can't hear it."

Fu Yanye's brows became tighter and tighter.

Where does a man want to sleep separately from his wife?

Did she think they were still there?

He was thinking of only one sentence in his mind, that is, he should not be an ascetic.

He wants a woman.

The woman who wants to hide from him inside.

"I can't go out, you keep breaking your promise."

Zhuo Jian lowered his forehead on the door panel, and the more he spoke, the more he became more scared.

She was afraid that he would not be able to control herself, and she didn't know how to let him give up that idea.

"Zhuo Jian, I am your husband, a husband in need."

"Just for the time being!"

It's only been a while.

After hearing this, Fu Yanye felt upset, "If you don't want to, just forget it."

He didn't think it was boring to force it before.

Until she was separated by this door.

Zhuo Jian was a little relieved after hearing this.

The cell phone rang again, he answered the phone, and then went to the bathroom door in his clothes: "Su Bai asked me to drink, I'm out."

Zhuo Jian: "…"

It was not until she heard the door ringing that she dared to open the bathroom lock and poke her head out.
Chapter completed!