She knows that she is coquettish, she knows that she should be generous, she should think about it, and she should let go of those bad things.
But, she just couldn't do it.
She is,
Jealous.
"Even if I don't remember it, I still can't help myself and long for you."
Fu Yanye looked at her distressedly and spoke tenderly.
Zhuo Jian's tears just stopped and started to flow again.
In the dim space, the tall Fu Yanye held her face, lowered his head and kissed her wet lips from crying.
She was crying so much that Fu Yanye couldn't kiss her properly. He let go of her lips and looked at her trembling appearance. He gently wiped the tears on her face with his thumb and murmured, "If you cry again, I won't let you go home."
Already?"
"It's not like we haven't rushed yet."
Zhuo Jian's words were slurred from crying.
Fu Yanye smiled helplessly and whispered: "If you cry again, I will kill you right here."
"..."
Zhuo Jian suddenly stopped sobbing and just looked at him aggrievedly.
Her thin body was pressed against the white wall, her hands were placed on it, and her fingertips were slowly bent.
Fu Yanye's tall and straight body was close to hers. Viewed from behind, she was completely enveloped in his arms and almost invisible.
Both of them are in excellent shape, even standing together like that, they look picturesque.
Zhuo Jian's eyes gradually became more childish, or perhaps squeamish.
Fu Yanye's dark eyes were still looking at her so seriously, until she suddenly raised her hand, hooked the back of his neck, and tiptoed to bring her lips to his.
Fu Yanye's heart trembled, and then he reflexively pulled her tightly into his arms and caressed her, turning his reaction from passive to active.
His kisses can always be very deep.
Let her miss you in the sleepless night.
Her arms were wrapped around him, and she felt like she was going crazy. She was so wronged and he only wanted to do this.
then......
When he couldn't help but put his hand into her clothes, her hand suddenly touched his heart.
Those hands were gentle and gentle, but they easily opened his heart.
Immediately afterwards, I felt a strong feeling in my heart.
He suddenly lost the soft little thing in his arms that made him almost burst.
Yes, she pushed him away.
When he wanted to strip her naked and defenseless.
He thought she was going to unbutton his shirt.
"I just won't give it to you."
Zhuo Jian was very careful.
But Fu Yanye was so excited when he saw it, he couldn't help but smile, raised his hand and touched the corners of his moist mouth and walked towards her.
Zhuo Jian quickly turned around and ran inside, "Fu Yanye, don't think you can climb into my bed so easily."
"No need for a bed."
Fu Yanye said that he would catch up with her in a few big steps.
Zhuo Jian ran to the side of the sofa and held the back of the sofa with both hands, "Don't chase me again."
"How old are you? Are you still going to play the game of eagle and chicken with me?"
Fu Yanye stood in the middle of the sofa, not taking the distance between the two of them seriously at all.
But her eyes were very guarded.
"Who wants to play games with you? In short, I won't give it to you because I'm angry."
After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he ran out.
She thought he couldn't catch up.
Because she ran a long way and still didn't hear his footsteps.
But just when she was about to open the door, she was blocked on the wall panel next to the door, pressed there tightly.
Fu Yanye held her hand on the door handle, opened it little by little, then placed it on her heart, hugging her tightly from behind, "Promise me that you won't play the game of crashing cars again.