Fu Yanye looked at her and couldn't help but pucker her lips that were a little thin due to his sucking. His brain suddenly started to bleed, and he frowned and raised his hand to turn off the wait.
Can't look at her at all.
He didn't let her kiss him, but he tortured her whole body.
The room was too dark, even a little cold.
Zhuo Jian suddenly felt like he was being pushed into hell.
But then he was dragged out again, and this happened many times.
Afterwards, she wanted to leave, but Fu Yanye turned around and hugged her from behind: "I'll sleep here tonight."
Zhuo Jian didn't move, just whispered to him in a hoarse voice: "I want to go see Cheng Qing Cheng Li and the others."
"They have aunties watching."
"..."
At that time, she came upstairs, fearing to make him angry, so she only looked at him for two minutes and then left. She thought that he would definitely ignore her as a tool afterwards, but now she couldn't get out of his bed.
She couldn't sleep, so after he fell asleep, she took a look at her phone and saw that it was already early in the morning.
Ouyang Ping's last message was at ten o'clock. She thought about it and planned to get up quietly and go to her son's room to work quietly with her son. Who knew that her waist was locked tightly.
Behind him was a man's hoarse voice: "Sleep."
——
When Fu Yanye got up early the next morning, Zhuo Jian was no longer there.
He immediately got up, got out of bed and went out barefoot.
Zhuo Jian came out of another room with Cheng Li in her arms and saw his naked upper body, wearing only a pair of shorts underneath, standing at the door.
"you......"
The two people said in unison, but one was angry and the other lost his temper.
Fu Yanye's black eyes were full of anger. Looking at her gentle look, he suddenly became upset and turned around to go back to the room.
Zhuo Jian was even more surprised, but with the little baby in her arms, she couldn't become indifferent.
"Give the orange juice to Auntie, come in."
Suddenly a man's command came from the room.
Zhuo Jian couldn't resist. She quietly went to her sons' room at around five o'clock in the morning. Chengcheng was older and could still sleep well. The two younger ones didn't have a sense of time yet and woke up early, just in time to play with her, so
At this moment, she followed him and gave the orange chestnut to her aunt.
However, she was still reluctant to enter the master bedroom. She was afraid that people outside would hear his humiliating words, so she quietly closed the door and stood there without going any further.
Fu Yanye turned to look at her: "Did I ask you to hold your son?"
"Didn't you say that so you can see your son later?"
Zhuo Jian lowered her head and looked away from him, reminding him in a low voice.
"What did I say?"
Fu Yanye reached her in a few strides.
Zhuo Jian saw that he was not wearing any clothes and his feet were bare. He lowered his eyes and reminded: "Your slippers are by the bed."
"Did I need you to remind me? What did I say?"
Fu Yanye supported the wall outside her body with both hands, surrounded her, and questioned again.
Zhuo Jian blushed and didn't look at him, only murmured: "You can see your son as long as it makes you happy."
"You think you made me happy?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian silently raised her eyes to look at him. He looked unhappy, but full of arrogance.
"You can tell by looking at my face that I'm not happy, right? Then why do you hug my son?"
Fu Yanye continued to be aggressive.
Zhuo Jian's eyes turned red because of his anger, and she turned away from him in a squeamish manner.
"You are not allowed to hug them until I am happy."
His outrageous demands.
"You are bullying others too much."
According to what he said, she would never have to hold her son again in her life.
She could never make him happy again, he made it clear that he did it on purpose.
"There is no need to question it. I am indeed bullying you, oppressing you, and 'humiliating you.'"
