Zhuo Jian looked at him and shook her head again. She did not dare to sit next to him.
She just searched again, touched her hair, and looked over her shoulder in confusion, "Where is my hair?"
"you're drunk."
Fu Yanye answered her with restraint.
"Drunk? Yes, we went to drink, but how can I drink while I'm pregnant with my baby?"
Zhuo Jian murmured doubtfully.
The memory is confused.
Fu Yanye looked at her and wanted to pull her up, but Zhuo Jian resisted and bit his wrist.
Fu Yanye: "..."
After a long time, his wrist started to bleed before she let go and said coquettishly: "Hmph, if you dare to bully me again, I will bite you very painfully."
It hurts?
Fu Yanye couldn't feel it.
Zhuo Jian felt that his silence was because he was afraid, so she looked at herself again and touched herself. She didn't know what she was looking for until she touched her heart. She looked there and touched it gently, "
Strange, why does it hurt here?"
Fu Yanye immediately wanted to leave her and leave.
But Zhuo Jian suddenly looked up at him again. When she saw it was him, she opened her mouth and asked for help, "Fu Yanye, what's wrong with me?"
"What's wrong?"
He was a little upset, her red face was full of disappointment, and her eyes were even more watery, making people look confused.
"I'm not injured here, why do I feel so much pain?"
She said and grabbed two handfuls, then raised her neck and thrust it in front of him, calling him, "Please help me see if my eyesight is bad and I can't see."
"..."
Fu Yanye looked at her heart, and an unknown fire rushed up.
She was quite drunk.
"Can you help me take a look? You have good eyesight."
Zhuo Jian saw that he was not moving, so he got up and sat on his lap, and asked him to help him watch.
Fu Yanye turned away in frustration, the scent of the woman's body hit his face, and he wished he could execute her on the spot.
"Please look at it for me. There are no wounds here. Why do you feel so uncomfortable?"
She was so frustrated that she began to shed tears as she murmured, looking as delicate as a three-year-old child.
"It's not like you don't have eyes to see."
"But I can't see clearly."
She felt extremely wronged and felt extremely tight-chested.
"Why can't you see clearly?"
Fu Yanye asked annoyedly, holding his hands again and again, trying to change the subject.
"Don't you know? I was sad when something happened to Chengcheng. I couldn't find him, and then I almost cried my eyes out."
As she talked, her mind was filled with those sad things, and she started sobbing unconsciously.
Many things suddenly appeared before my eyes, and the car became silent again.
Fu Yanye felt that his face was hit by something wet. He looked up and saw that her face was already filled with tears. The tears flowed down her cheeks and hit her chin, and then hit him again.
"Why does it hurt so much? Oh, please look at it for me, please look at it for me."
She threw her head up sadly and started to cry. She grabbed her sling with both hands, and then grabbed her heart so hard that it turned red.
Fu Yanye's eyes also became blurry. Seeing her scratching the skin around his heart with red marks, he immediately held her wrist: "Stop making trouble."
"I'm not making trouble, I'm just in pain. Fu Yanye, won't you help me take a look?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him, as if he was frightened by his scolding, and his whole body became silent, his voice was low, and his tears were very hot.
"You are always so fierce, you scare me, you know? Woohoo."
Zhuo Jian looked into his eyes, trembling and started sobbing as he spoke.
"..."
Fu Yanye had nothing to say, he was indeed fierce.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, tears falling more and more, but he became more and more arrogant. When she looked at him again, her eyes were full of coquettishness, dissatisfaction, anger, and she remained silent.
Fu Yanye suddenly had no strength at all and couldn't even see her anymore.
But she suddenly became weak again, sobbing and lying on his shoulder, her tears rubbing onto his neck.