Fu Yanye looked at the spoon held between her lips. At that moment, he was willing to become that thing.
But, he doesn't have that ability.
Zhuo Jian drank the soup slowly and couldn't help but look at him occasionally.
She was short-sighted, but she could clearly see his eyes that wanted to eat her. Finally, she pushed the soup bowl forward and said, "I won't drink anymore."
"Drink it, drink it up."
Fu Yanye said calmly.
"real?"
Zhuo Jian asked him, she wanted to drink a few more sips, she was afraid that he would suck her dry later.
But he asked her to drink again, so she had to pull the bowl back.
After seeing it, Fu Yanye couldn't bear it anymore, sighed and stood up.
Zhuo Jian watched him get up, quickly let go of the bowl, took a tissue and wiped his mouth.
Sure enough, he walked around the long table with his long legs, came to her, bent down and picked her up from the chair.
She huddled in his arms and was taken away by him.
When she went upstairs, she couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you in a hurry?"
Fu Yanye ignored her, but he walked very wide with his long legs.
Zhuo Jian hooked her shoulders and looked at him, unable to hide the gentle and shy smile in her eyes.
"fool."
In such a big house, her voice was so insignificant.
Fu Yanye's heart skipped a beat, and then he quickly carried her to the bedroom and put her on the bed.
Zhuo Jian was a little dizzy and looked at him leaning over her body.
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes, looked straight at her and asked, "Who is the fool?"
"You are a fool."
Zhuo Jian retorted coquettishly.
"who?"
Fu Yanye asked again.
"you."
Zhuo Jian felt that danger was approaching, but she was not afraid this time.
Fu Yanye saw that she was about to laugh, and couldn't help but laugh along with her. Then he lowered his head and grabbed her lips for a kiss.
Fu Yanye kissed her lips tenderly, pressed her forehead against hers, and murmured unbearably, "Zhuo Jian, I am willing to be your fool."
"real?"
Zhuo Jian's heart moved, and his voice became softer, but persistent.
"Shh, there are more important things to do now."
His hands gently touched her slender waist and kissed her soft lips.
The most important thing he had to do was not that night...
Zhuo Jian felt his lips gently touching hers, and couldn't help but hook her arms around the back of his neck, raised her chin, and took the initiative to deepen the kiss.
She even hoped that this moment could stay longer.
After the two kissed, Fu Yanye raised his eyes and looked at her, "You know that no matter how many times we have done it before, this is only our second time after I lost my memory, right?"
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian was a little confused, looking at him with confused eyes.
"I have confidence."
The way Fu Yanye looked at her, he only said four words, then he leaned in front of her again, and when he kissed her again, he didn't seem to be as quick as before.
Zhuo Jian put her arms around him, hugging the back of his neck, and gently stroking the short hair on the back of his head.
Although it is prickly, it is easy to touch.
Zhuo Jian felt that the clothes on her body were gradually becoming less and less, and she felt that the man's aura on her body was becoming more and more domineering.
Then there was the sound of the belt being untied, Zhuo Jian's ears felt slightly hot, and his face also burned.
Fu Yanye kissed her long swan neck, unintentionally leaving a kiss mark there.
Zhuo Jian felt his breath being taken away and hummed softly.
Fu Yanye raised his eyes and looked at her, and couldn't help but gently suck on her skin again.