"How did you promise me that night? Do you remember?"
Fu Yanye asked, continuing to kiss her.
"do not remember."
Can she say she doesn't remember?
There was no chance, Fu Yanye always had tricks to make her obey.
Her whole body was numb from being kissed, and she was soft and allowed him to do whatever he wanted.
Fu Yanye was even more mesmerized. When his hands began to move unruly in her pajamas, he felt her start to squirm again. His slightly hoarse voice threatened her: "Don't struggle in my arms in the future."
"Fu Yanye."
His tyranny could no longer be concealed, but Zhuo Jian was reminded by his words to come back to his senses.
How could she apologize and become his prisoner?
But as soon as she said his name, Fu Yanye lifted her chin and kissed her again.
When a good kisser kisses, it’s easy for him to kiss for too long?
Anyway, she tilted her head up and was kissed by him, and then her neck became sore and her brain started to feel bad, but he didn't stop.
"Mommy, Mommy!"
Zhuo Jian suddenly woke up when a familiar child's voice came to his ears, and grabbed his arm: "Fu Yanye, it seems that Chengcheng is awake."
"Um?"
"I heard him call mommy."
Zhuo Jian looked at the roof, grabbed his wandering hand and reminded him seriously.
"Baby, do you want to run away?"
While questioning, Fu Yanye couldn't stand the fact that there was a towel in the quilt, so he threw the towel out and put it directly on Zhuo Jian. He didn't plan to let her go that night.
I originally planned to stay in the master bedroom, but that place was occupied by those three brats.
So, here it is.
Zhuo Jian still held his arm, "Listen."
"I can't hear anything. I won't let you go tonight."
Fu Yanye kissed her ear again.
Zhuo Jian was so upset by being kissed, but Chengcheng's voice called her could be heard in her ears.
"Fu Yanye, later, I really heard Chengcheng calling me."
Zhuo Jian urged.
"Even if he really calls you, I won't let you go."
"Fu Yanye."
"Call husband."
Fu Yanye sucked her lips hard. He hated that Zhuo Jian was under him and wanted to escape.
Zhuo Jian sighed helplessly and held his face.
The two looked at each other, and Fu Yanye listened outside: "There is indeed no sound."
"I swear I really heard it, how about we go over and have a look together?"
Zhuo Jian thought that he was afraid that she would escape, so they would just stay together.
They already have three children, how can she still be afraid of what he will do?
Fu Yanye listened to her words and guessed that she might have really heard it. It is said that women and babies have some kind of telepathy. However, he still did not intend to let her go. He held her hand, kissed it, and said:
"Call my husband to come and listen."
"..."
"Call my husband and I will let you go."
Fu Yanye explained.
"Old, husband."
When Zhuo Jian said these two words, she didn't feel comfortable with them.
Fu Yanye was even more uncomfortable with it, so he grabbed her lips and kissed her hard for a while: "Call again until you reach the position I'm satisfied with."
"Husband, goodbye first, husband."
Zhuo Jian was anxious and couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder delicately, and then looked at the door.
"Dad, why are you pressing down on my mommy?"
Suddenly a little guy appeared at the end of the bed.
Fu Yanye froze, and Zhuo Jian's pupils also dilated.
Within a few seconds, Fu Yanye rolled off Zhuo Jian. Zhuo Jian got up and hurriedly buttoned up his pajamas while looking at the little guy approaching: "Baby, why are you here?"