Fu Yanqing had just pulled Zhuo Jian into the room and planned to have a long talk all night.

After reading WeChat, Zhuo Jian pretended not to see it, and then looked at Fu Yanqing with a smile: "I'll sleep with you tonight."

"Of course I can't ask for it, but didn't your man send orders to return to your room to serve you?"

"My aunt."

"Then why is he looking for you? Are you two playing other ways?"

Fu Yanqing raised her eyebrows mysteriously as she said that.

Zhuo Jian: "…"

The brother and sister are really amazing.

"Don't be shy, everyone is a woman, and they have grown up together since childhood."

“…”

Zhuo Jian feels that she may have been very sensitive to the saying that she grew up together in the past one or two years.

"Tell you a serious matter. Liang Yu really liked my brother before."

Fu Yanqing suddenly became serious.

Zhuo Jian listened and nodded: "Oh."

She lowered her head and looked at the ring on her hand, a little unhappy.

"But she is arrogant and sees that my brother is getting close to Lin Ruxiang, so she doesn't dare to chase her."

Fu Yanqing said again.

Zhuo Jian thought of Lin Ruxiang and had a headache. When he thought about it, he smiled helplessly. Anyway, she would never be able to escape from this person in her life.

Until now, many people are talking about Fu Yanye’s white moonlight, which is Lin Ruxiang.

That woman's tragic fate was given to her by Zhuo Jian.

"I guess it's because I know Lin Ruxiang is out of the way, and she doesn't know you enough, so..."

Before Fu Yanqing finished speaking, Zhuo Jian's cell phone rang.

"Ex-husband?"

Immediately let Fu Yanqing forget the topic just now.

Zhuo Jian: "…"

I hang up directly, but I don’t know how to explain the origin of these two words for a while.

"My brother? When did you become an ex-husband? Are you two divorced?"

Fu Yanqing was frightened by her thoughts and looked at her in disbelief.

"Almost."

Zhuo Jian smiled helplessly.

I thought to myself that I was going to leave.

He signed the divorce agreement very well.

How could I know that a fever suddenly became unfamiliar?

Thinking of what he said at that time, it was so scary.

He is not easy to live, and no one else can think of it.

In fact, this is very consistent with Fu Yanye's character, and he has always been such a person.

I just changed a little after losing my memory.

"Almost, then you haven't changed it yet? Be careful that my brother will spank you."

Fu Yanqing is a child's character.

But Zhuo Jian took it seriously after hearing this.

That person really might do this.

But she looked down at the two words, not wanting to change them.

Every time he said whatever he said, she finally made the decision, but the matter was not over yet, and he changed his mind.

I wanted to cry, but I laughed.

Not sure how long it took, Fu Yanqing's door was gently knocked twice.

Two women on the bed were wearing the same pajamas and were chatting against the head of the bed, then looked at the man who opened the door and reached into the head with a dumbfounded look.

"elder brother?"

Fu Yanqing couldn't see clearly either.

Seeing that they were both wearing pajamas and pajamas, Fu Yanye walked in.

Zhuo Jian wanted to pretend to be dead, but it was too late to come back to his senses.

So I can only watch him approach.

"It's too late, I'll say something tomorrow."

Fu Yanye said.

"oh!"

Before Fu Yanqing could finish her voice, Fu Yanye had already bent over and picked up Zhuo Jian from the bed.

Zhuo Jian didn't say a word, just let him deal with it.

After Fu Yanye went out, he shouted inside, "Please help me bring it to you."

Fu Yanye hugged Zhuo Jianteng and didn't take action, so Zhuo Jian automatically reached out to help close the door.

Then the two went back to their room.

A crib that I haven't seen for a long time is next to the two of them.

The inside is arranged in a light pink color.

Orange sweet lying inside and fell asleep.

I slept quite well.

Zhuo Jian only took a look, but later he couldn't see clearly when Fu Yanye put it on the bed.

Fu Yanye supported her hands on both sides of her body, making her lean against the head of the bed like she did in Fu Yanqing's room before, bent her knees, looked at her with black eyes, and said in a low voice: "I don't reply to send a WeChat message, I don't answer the phone call, I just want me to come over and invite you?"

"Yan Qing wants to sleep with me."

Zhuo Jian can only move out his sister.

"You know that as long as I'm at home, it's impossible for you to sleep in someone else's bed."

Fu Yanye is still so calm and confident.

Still a little unruly?

Still a bit arrogant?

Something else...

Well, there are too many, so I won’t give an example of this here.

Fu Yanye raised his hand and scraped the tip of her nose: "It's not good to be able to avoid it, right?"

“…”

"Why? Is it?"

Fu Yanye smiled and said softly.

It seems to be afraid of waking up my daughter.

Zhuo Jian didn't say anything anymore. After a glance at him, he looked at the bed, "Will you let your daughter sleep with us?"

"Um."

"Then, carry her to the bed. We haven't had three of us sleep together for a long time."

She was quite gentle, cautious, with a look of praying.

But Fu Yanye smiled: "You are not honest when you sleep, I'm afraid you will suppress her."

“…”

Who is not honest when sleeping?

She was so honest when she slept, but someone just kept moving.

Fu Yanye sat beside her. He knew what she was thinking at a glance, but he was not angry. He was just about to speak, but the phone in her silver white pajama pants lit up. There was only a small light on in their room, and the fabric of her clothes was thin silk, which could be seen at a glance.

Fu Yanye looked down and then pulled it out.

Zhuo Jian lowered her head curiously. When she saw him taking her cell phone, she suddenly screamed in her heart, "No."

But she didn't have time to say anything. Fu Yanye had already held her two hands out and answered the phone, "Hey?"

"Fu Yanye?"

"Who are you?"

"Sheng Xin."

"Ah, Mr. Sheng, long time no see."

Fu Yanye said lightly.

Zhuo Jian's scalp was numb when he heard it.

Mr. Sheng?

who?

Zhuo Jian rang for a long time before he remembered, but Fu Yanye had already hung up the phone.

Fu Yanye was still holding her hand and flipping through her phone and saying, "Sheng Xin asked you to publish a public relations draft. It is rumored online that his wife and her partner actor were asleep."

Zhuo Jian: "…"

Online rumor...?

She didn't see it.

She couldn't help but come forward, thinking he was flipping the news.

As a result, when she saw that he was flipping through her address book, she immediately knelt up in a hurry and grabbed her phone from his side.

"Ex-husband? Which?"

After seeing the two words, Fu Yanye turned his head and frowned and asked her.

He was very curious.

Zhuo Jian looked at his unfathomable eyes, and soon calmed down again, then slowly leaned against the head of the bed, made a move, and threw apart, looking at him coldly and said, "You knew it before."

"Hmm? It's me?"

Fu Yanye's brows frowned even tighter.

Zhuo Jian watched him turn it over again and guessed that he was probably checking the number.
Chapter completed!