Fu Yanye listened and smiled helplessly. He stood up and found a comfortable position to lean against the head of the bed. He easily held her in his arms with both hands, "That's too casual."
"Then what did you call it?"
Zhuo Jian continued to wait quietly.
I wonder what non-casual words he can come up with.
"Crisp."
Fu Yanye looked at her and soon read out only one word.
"Su? Which one? How do you say it?"
Zhuo Jian was confused and didn't notice that she was in his arms at all.
Fu Yanye's hands had already entangled the ends of her hair, and her heart suddenly felt twisted, hot and crispy.
"Zhuo Jian?"
"Um?"
"you really......"
He suddenly lowered himself to her ear.
Zhuo Jian felt his face heat up after hearing those few words.
"I don't want your life. I hope you live well and spend time with your children... ah."
Zhuo Jian immediately explained.
But before she could finish her words, he bit her shoulder again.
"Fu Yanye, it hurts."
"..."
There was no sound in response to her, only Fu Yanye's soothing kiss.
Later she couldn't help but hum: "Your daughter protested."
"Why are you protesting?"
"She kicked me."
"That's not a protest against me, that's a protest against you."
Fu Yanye followed her shoulders and slowly to her neck, then whispered in her ear and sucked her earlobe.
"Protest against me?"
Zhuo Jian tilted his head to the side in discomfort to look at him.
Fu Yanye looked at her: "Yes, who made her suffer from the separation of her parents?"
"..."
"It is you."
Fu Yanye looked straight at her with black eyes, but after finishing speaking, he lowered his head again.
Zhuo Jian immediately raised his hand to cover the shoulder he bitten.
You must not be bitten by him a second time.
At least not tonight.
Seeing how defensive she was, Fu Yanye just smiled, then turned over and lay next to her. He said nothing but: "Come here, into my arms."
"..."
Zhuo Jian thought to himself, I’m not going.
Stop giving me orders.
Fu Yanye turned his head, looked at her, and said again: "Come here."
"I don't, I refuse to sleep with you, refuse to be with you, eh."
Before she could say those words, he suddenly came to her, held her chin, and sucked her soft lips with his shallow lips.
Zhuo Jian snorted sadly, but Fu Yanye immediately took her lips and gave her a heavy kiss.
It really hurts.
However, in such a quiet night, the person who kissed her had no intention of stopping.
until......
"Bite me?"
He touched his lips, looked at her again irritably after seeing the blood on his fingertips, and the next second, he pinched her chin again, and then kissed her even more forcefully.
"Fu Yanye."
Her voice was muffled.
Fu Yanye didn't care how she yelled, he just kissed her first, then pressed his forehead against hers, breathing unbearably, enduring it, and murmured: "Zhuo Jian, how long do you want to torture me?"
She was really about to torture him to death.
"I torture you?"
Zhuo Jian asked.
"..."
Fu Yanye suddenly thought of something, and without explaining it, he just nibbled on her shoulder again.
She is said to be fat, but there is no flesh on her shoulders, so she is very fragrant.
Zhuo Jian was so frightened that he couldn't even control his modesty. "Hmph, it hurts. Fu Yanye, can you please stop biting me?"