Zhuo Jian also looked directly at him, with protest in his eyes.
She didn't drink, but they didn't live in the same place.
She has no obligation to send him away.
"You'd better find someone..."
"boarding."
Fu Yanye took her hand and put her directly into the driver's seat.
Everyone was watching at the door.
He fastened her seat belt.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, wondering if he was drunk. She buckled the seat belt twice before buckling it up, and then looked up at her again.
He suddenly laughed and said, "I seem to be drunk."
Zhuo Jian was a little pricked by his eyes and said nothing for a while.
Fu Yanye later got into the passenger seat, closed the door, and fastened his seat belt.
Zhuo Jian drove away in the car.
He leaned back in the seat and sighed, then unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt with his slender fingers.
Zhuo Jian saw his actions in the rearview mirror and didn't understand.
At the same time, he turned to look at him warily: "What are you doing?"
"A little hot."
He looked obviously in pain.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
His Adam's apple was red all the way down.
Zhuo Jian suddenly had a bad guess, and nervously grasped the steering wheel tightly.
"Fu Yanye, I'll take you to the hospital."
"Um?"
His voice became hoarse and he turned to look at her.
Zhuo Jian didn't say it a second time, she just drove the car towards the hospital.
Fu Yanye looked at her for a long time, then suddenly raised his hand and touched her hair and then the edges of her ears.
Zhuo Jian felt very scary, what the hell?
They were both going to get divorced, and she didn't want it.
At this moment, a WeChat message suddenly appeared on my phone.
Her password was not changed, so Fu Yanye "kindly" opened it for her and showed it to her.
Then both of them saw the message from Zhong Mai.
"By the way, it's been almost half a year since you gave birth. Let's have some carpe diem with Mr. Fu."
"..."
Zhuo Jian was speechless and almost cried because of her sister Zhong Mai.
Any message to send at this time?
Fu Yanye looked up at her after reading the message: "Or?"
"She was doing it for fun."
"I just want to ask you, do you need some carpe diem?"
"..."
"I can accompany you."
To be honest, he felt very bad for getting divorced like this.
He never had any memory of that.
"Shut up, you."
Zhuo Jian didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, her face was red with embarrassment, and she just wanted to get to the hospital as soon as possible.
After arriving at the hospital, she finally relaxed, but as soon as she unbuckled her seat belt, her vision suddenly went dark.
Fu Yanye pressed over and pressed her into the seat.
In the cramped space, his breath smelling of alcohol was between her nose and lips, and he asked her in a hoarse voice: "Give me some memories about this, and don't let me get kicked out without anything, okay?"
"Can you be more serious?"
Zhuo Jian couldn't bear it and he started to go into heat again.
"Am I not serious? Huh?"
His forehead touched hers lightly, and then the tip of his nose nuzzled hers, his voice was hoarse.
"I know you didn't drink too much, don't do this."
Zhuo Jian pushed his chest with both hands.
She had already seen a lot of how drunk he was. He only had five drinks tonight, so what was he thinking of pretending to be drunk for her now?
"There is a saying that everyone gets drunk without being drunk. Zhuo Jian, I think I am really drunk on you."
Fu Yanye murmured, her dark eyelashes hanging down, and he looked down from her soft lips to her slender neck, then he leaned forward and kissed her gently, then sucked hard.