Zhuo Jian was still angry about his overlord clause, until she felt some pain in her hands, and she looked in that direction.
Fu Yanye held her hand and bit her finger with the ring on it.
Zhuo Jian's beautiful eyebrows furrowed in pain. Fu Yanye looked at the place where he bit him, and then looked at the plain ring, "Actually, you no longer deserve to wear it."
Zhuo Jian didn't know what he wanted to do, so he just watched with a sigh of relief.
Does he want to take it off for her?
Then she thanked him.
Fu Yanye raised his eyes and looked at her: "What do you think?"
"You're right, take it off."
Zhuo Jian agreed.
Besides, I was originally told to take it off after the party.
But Fu Yanye's eyes suddenly seemed to be holding knives. She really still wanted to break up with him.
"Pick it yourself."
Fu Yanye said.
Zhuo Jian didn't hesitate, raised her hand and took it off.
But after my hands got warm, the ring became a little difficult to take off.
But the moment the ring moved, Fu Yanye suddenly held her hands and pressed them on both sides of her shoulders, "I changed my mind. From now on, I won't allow you to take it off again. Whether on or off stage, I will
I want you to play the role of a wife."
"What?"
"If you dare to take them off, I will prevent you from seeing them for the rest of your life."
"..."
He spoke clearly and she heard clearly. At this moment, all her anger suddenly disappeared.
He is the master.
"I'm going to take a shower. You should consider my proposal carefully."
Fu Yanye looked at her suddenly calm eyes, his heart tightened, and he took his hand away from her skirt.
Zhuo Jian didn't say anything, but after he got out of bed, he didn't know why, but he also sat up.
She suddenly understood something. She couldn't resist, so she could only let it go.
She wanted to get out of bed, but couldn't stand up yet.
"Zhuo Jian, you wash with me."
Fu Yanye suddenly called her.
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and looked at where he was. Fu Yanye had already walked back, bent down and picked her up directly, and then took her to the bathroom.
"Fu Yanye, you..."
"Tonight is compensation."
"Compensation? What?"
she asked him in a pitiful hoarse voice.
"To make up for the fact that I almost lost my son."
As he spoke, he turned on the shower in the bathroom and threw the two people in.
He didn't turn on the light, it was extremely dark all around, and then the skirt on her body was gone.
Zhuo Jian squirmed, he ignored her lips, but kissed her shoulders and neck with nostalgia, and...
It wasn't until early morning that she had a chance to sleep.
When she woke up again, it was already noon, and she was lying on the bed weakly.
The room was still dark.
The shading effect of curtains is particularly good.
Her eyelids moved, then closed again.
For a long time, there was a sound of turning on the bed.
She lay on the bed exhausted, feeling her still hot skin hopelessly.
Um......
Zhuo Jian felt like she had a splitting headache. After pressing the back of her hand on her forehead, she suddenly felt very hot.
Does she have a fever?
Yuan Man opened the door at half past twelve and opened the curtains for her.
Looking back, I saw the skinny woman on the bed. When I got closer, I noticed that her face was abnormally flushed. She bent down and touched Zhuo Jian's forehead, and then she held her hand hard and started to panic.
"Chang Xia, call the doctor quickly. The young lady has a fever."
Downstairs, Chang Xia had just prepared hot milk for Zhuo Jian. When she heard Yuan Man's words, she immediately put down the milk and went to make a phone call.
"Orange clear, orange chestnut, orange orange..."
Zhuo Jian kept talking about Meng Yu, and he could only hear it clearly if he got closer.
