Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, "Sit over here."
"Um?"
"Sit next to me."
He opened his long arms and spoke in a deep voice.
Zhuo Jian glanced at his open arms and realized that the distance between the two of them was a bit far away. She immediately moved over and said, "The little one is here."
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and looked at her playful appearance, raised his hand and gently touched the tip of her nose, whispering: "Naughty."
Zhuo Jian looked up at him in his arms, amused by the word naughty.
Fu Yanye looked at her, feeling unbearable, "Do you feel tired?"
"It's okay, I just have a headache from drinking too much last night."
Zhuo Jian touched his forehead.
Fu Yanye also gently brushed the broken hair on her forehead, lowered his head and placed his lips on her forehead, and was reluctant to leave after a few seconds.
"First tell me what you think about this video?"
"idea?"
"She must not be allowed to make false accusations casually."
Fu Yanye reminded her.
Zhuo Jian lay in his arms and hummed, her little hands couldn't help playing the piano on his heart, and she discussed in a low voice, "As you said, use legal means?"
Fu Yanye smiled happily and couldn't help but kiss her again.
I don't know why, but I just feel like she's very friendly.
Zhuo Jian's eyes were blurred by the kiss, and she asked her, "Stop kissing me? I'm afraid I have a cold. If I infect you, I won't be responsible."
"Dare to try being irresponsible."
Fu Yanye held her chin, whispered the threat, and kissed her gently on the lips.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled silly at him.
Fu Yanye leaned inside, held her in his arms, and then continued: "Let our private lawyer do this."
"Our family has a private lawyer? Does our family have one?"
"What's mine is yours, fool."
Fu Yanye sighed helplessly.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"All my people are yours and can be dispatched at any time, do you understand?"
Fu Yanye said.
"Then can you not let Brother Rui and the others report my whereabouts to you when we are quarreling?"
"Um?"
"Then I have no secrets, they are all under your control."
Zhuo Jian pretended to be aggrieved.
Fu Yanye quickly understood what was going on, and then held her tightly: "This matter cannot satisfy you."
"Why?"
"I want to keep track of your updates at all times."
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him coquettishly and expressed dissatisfaction.
"Don't even think about escaping from my sight as soon as you have a quarrel."
Fu Yanye spoke in a low voice, but every word he said was filled with his unique domineering tone.
Zhuo Jian lowered her head and rubbed it hard against his heart a few times. He was really angry to death.
Sometimes she was angry, but sometimes she was helpless. She put her arms around his waist and said, "Fu Yanye, just bully me."
"Last night? You begged me for last night."
"Fu Yanye, you..."
Zhuo Jian was so frightened that she immediately raised her hand to cover his mouth to stop him from talking nonsense.
"We are husband and wife, what does it matter if you beg me?"
"I drank too much last night. You are not allowed to mention this matter again."
Zhuo Jian simply covered his mouth with both hands, frowning and said to him.
It felt like he would talk about this matter for a long time in the future, and she would be so embarrassed that she would die of embarrassment.
Fu Yanye took her hand away and put it on his waist. He looked at her coquettishly and said to her, "It's true."