Chapter 1535
Chapter 1535
Zhuo Jian watched him getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but press her hands under the marble sink again.
"very angry?"
he asked softly.
Zhuo Jian looked at him in the mirror, his dark eyes were deep and serious and restrained.
His body was close to hers, and it even seemed like the fabric somewhere was rubbing against her.
Zhuo Jian gradually lowered his eyes and felt as if his leg was being slowly pressed against.
Baoyang's delicate hands grasped the edge of the stage harder.
Fu Yanye put his hands gently on her shoulders, "No matter what, a husband should do what a husband should do to his wife. What do you want me to do?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian's heart was beating violently, and her eyes could only see into the wash basin.
His warmth gradually spread from her legs to her whole body.
She suddenly grabbed the edge of the stage and quickly wanted to leave.
Fu Yanye held her arms tightly, "My wife likes a gay man of the same age as her, can't I, the husband, be angry?"
Zhuo Jian was furious and used both hands to pry his hand away.
But she couldn't fight him off.
Until he willingly turned her body towards his.
"Zhuo Jian."
"When did I fall in love with a gay man of similar age? Fu Yanye, please don't blame me."
She blushed angrily and raised her hand to push his chest hard.
"You didn't?"
Fu Yanye grabbed her hand on his chest and asked her coldly.
"No."
Zhuo Jian shouted angrily.
Fu Yanye looked at her calmly for a long time.
Zhuo Jian also realized something, and suddenly became even more angry and annoyed. She wanted to push him, but his wrists were tightly held by him.
"You don't like him?"
"You bastard, let me go."
Zhuo Jian struggled and roared.
"You don't like that guy named Liu Yuntian?"
Fu Yanye continued to question, but his voice was deeper and slower.
Zhuo Jian was already so angry that she was dizzy and her wrists hurt from twisting. She refused to reply to him and only said: "Let me go."
"Why don't I let go?"
Fu Yanye grabbed her wrist and brought her in front of him.
The two people came closer, their breaths intertwined.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, unable to hold on any longer, and tears fell down.
He will bully her no matter when.
She felt extremely wronged for a moment, but she suddenly stopped moving, trying not to fall into his arms.
"What are you going to do if I don't let you go?"
He continued to ask, and he seemed to be asking with some purpose.
"Fu Yanye, I hate you."
She spoke these words with a hoarse voice, stubbornly and with difficulty.
How could he do this?
After he suspected that the child was not his, he also suspected that she liked someone else.
He almost made her breathless.
Fu Yanye held her tighter and pulled his hand slightly away from his arms.
He would not know that he had already taken her into his arms under such circumstances.
He's not sure now if he can.
He is not confident.
Although he thinks she should love him very much.
But how can there be so many shoulds in the world?
Could it be that he is being sentimental?
"Have you ever loved me?"
He searched her eyes and blurted out these words.
have you ever loved me?
That day suddenly appeared in Zhuo Jian's mind.
That day, he asked him to die to prove his ambition.
"Ever loved me?"
Fu Yanye continued to ask in a deep voice.
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