Zhuo Jian shivered when she looked at his domineering appearance.
"What else do I want? Do you not want to see your son anymore?"
Fu Yanye leaned in front of her again and continued to threaten.
"think."
Zhuo Jian took the initiative to put her arms around his neck, getting ready to do it with him.
It seems that no matter how much you say, it is meaningless. Even if you tear up the agreement, it will not bring him a little happiness. Just this one thing can make him happy from the bottom of his heart?
Fu Yanye's Adam's apple rolled, and he was silent for several seconds before looking at her coldly: "That's all you have?"
"I can, but can I sleep with my son later?"
Zhuo Jian hugged him a little tighter, but couldn't help but ask him about it.
She missed her children so much. He took them with him wherever he went, clearly not wanting her to take them with him, but how could a mother not want to leave her children for so long?
"Wait a moment? Let's talk later if you still have the strength."
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes.
The hairs all over Zhuo Jian's body stood up. Seeing him getting closer and closer, his thin lips about to kiss her, she lowered her eyes awkwardly.
Fu Yanye didn't kiss her.
Looking at her as if she was ready to sacrifice, I couldn't hold my breath and ordered: "Smile for me."
Zhuo Jian suddenly thought of some gaudy scenes between men and women. She opened her eyes and looked at him with confusion.
"In no mood?"
Fu Yanye asked her, a cold breath approaching.
Zhuo Jian took a deep breath and put her hands on his broad shoulders, "You, first promise to let me accompany my son later."
"Discuss terms with me? Are you worthy?"
Fu Yanye stared at her with black eyes and asked.
"..."
Zhuo Jian suddenly fell silent, she didn't deserve it.
"Haven't you met Chengcheng? Don't ask for too much. For a woman like you, I'm already showing mercy by letting you see my son."
"..."
Zhuo Jian's hand on his shoulder suddenly loosened.
Fu Yanye looked at her with sharp black eyes. Seeing that she suddenly lost her soul, he frowned: "Zhuo Jian, how can you make me feel like this?"
"..."
What about her?
She couldn't laugh.
Fu Yanye was so angry that he stopped looking at her, looked down at her looming figure under her pajamas, and his breathing became heavier.
"Zhuo Jian, if you keep looking like this, don't..."
Before Fu Yanye could finish his words, his thin lips were blocked.
Zhuo Jian suddenly held his face and said it would be better to do one thing for a thousand dollars.
"..."
Fu Yanye heard his heartbeat beating fast and chaotically.
This woman actually took advantage of him again when he wasn't paying attention...
Fu Yanye's posture remained unchanged, and he felt her arms around his neck, as if she wanted to hang on him, kissing his lips and licking them gently.
Well, he is still stupid after all.
I have taught so much in vain.
Fu Yanye supported the bed with one hand, and put his other hand around her waist, which was half hanging on his body, and then pressed her up, pressing them both on the large bed.
He was angry that she wanted to leave him, but facing her soft lips, he couldn't help but sucked her hard several times until she couldn't breathe.
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and looked at her awkward and shy look. When she wanted to kiss him again, he deliberately raised his face to prevent her from kissing him. He looked down at her and asked, "Did I let you kiss me?"
"..."
Then should she wait for his notification next?
"You're not allowed to kiss me, remember?"
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes and asked.
"Um."
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes and released his hands from his neck.