Zhuo Jian listened, then lay in his arms, thinking of their past.
Good, bad, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, too many.
"Let me think about where to start."
Zhuo Jian murmured, really thinking.
"I always liked to stick to you when I was little. I thought you were too handsome, right?"
"Huh? So, you were greedy for my body when you were a child?"
Fu Yanye asked her in a hoarse voice.
The room was quiet, with occasional laughter.
Zhuo Jian said softly: "It should be."
"What about marriage?"
"My father was in trouble at that time, and everyone was afraid that I would be involved. Then one day I was called to Fu's house, and my grandparents suggested that I marry you."
"Then what?"
Fu Yanye looked at her and touched her ears. He felt that her ears were soft and soft, especially easy to touch.
Her voice also had a certain soothing effect.
It was as if the heartbreaking pain just now was gone.
Or maybe it's the effect of anesthesia.
She was still lying in his arms, as if nothing bad had ever happened between them.
The past is like an old movie.
She said: "I still remember you were there at the time and you said yes."
Zhuo Jian suddenly felt unreal when he thought about that day.
There was no emotion for her in his eyes, but he said it was okay.
"I hate you so much, how can I say it's okay?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
"Um......"
Zhuo Jian's hand gently drew circles on his chest, as light as a feather, so disturbing that it made people's hearts itch.
"When we were alone together, you said it was because of Ruxiang. She has been in poor health and your parents didn't agree with you being together. Then you married me. You helped my family handle a lot of things, and I helped you handle your parents.
Let you and Ruxiang get along peacefully."
"Sounds like a deal."
"yes."
Zhuo Jian lay on his warm chest and suddenly remembered that it was a deal from the beginning between them.
But when he said yes, a flower bloomed quietly in her heart.
When she was his wife and lived alone abroad, she had fantasies every day.
Thinking about it, I was still too young and too naive at that time.
How can a marriage that starts with a transaction last long?
Gradually she felt that her heart was not as hot as before.
Fu Yanye still hugged her, until she raised her eyes to look at him. Their eyes met, and Zhuo Jian's eyes suddenly became heavy.
She smiled and reached out to touch his face: "Fu Yanye, it turns out I was wrong from the beginning."
"But we had a wedding and we had children. If we didn't have feelings, how could we have so many children?"
"I admit that I can't refuse you every time you seduce me, but why do you do that? I'm afraid it's just to comply with the old saying."
Zhuo Jian pretended to be cheerful and told him.
"What old saying?"
"Men are all thinking animals with their lower body."
Zhuo Jian said.
Fu Yanye's heart tightened after hearing this, but he laughed out loud for some reason.
He hugged her tightly, "I'm not useless, either?"
"Of course, you have also been attracted to me, right?"
Zhuo Jian thought of that time when he had only lost the memory of their marriage. He had so clearly stated that he had feelings for her since he was a child, and he did not care about his personal safety for her.
It's just that his appearance was too brief.
"I'm very excited right now."
He spoke in a low, hoarse voice and put her hand on his face to his chest.