Fu Yanye said these two words tightly, and Zhuo Jian collapsed in panic.
"Do you want me to be widowed?"
Fu Yanye asked her patiently.
Zhuo Jian was now tired, sleepy and speechless. She no longer wanted to argue or explain anymore.
She shook her head dully.
How could she miss him being widowed?
She didn't live enough.
She also wants to see her children grow up.
"good."
Fu Yanye said a word of satisfaction, and then looked at her haggard appearance. He suddenly stopped smiling and looked at her with a frown, "How did you get yourself to be like this?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian couldn't understand.
There was no need to understand, because the next moment, she was already being hugged by him.
"Go to bed first."
"..."
Zhuo Jian had forgotten his fear and just stared at him blankly.
What happened to him?
If you don’t remember, is it really because you mistakenly thought that she and Liu Yuntian were going to elope, so you suddenly changed your gender?
Zhuo Jian couldn't figure it out until he kicked open the door of the master bedroom and put him on the bed.
He still frowned, "But I have to take a shower first."
"..."
Zhuo Jian didn't understand anymore, and could even be said to be in a state of confusion.
"Just thinking about another man touching you makes me suffocate."
"..."
But just now downstairs, he had kissed her, not only kissing, but also kissing and touching.
Fu Yanye said and wanted to hug her again, but Zhuo Jian immediately supported his shoulders with both hands.
"Um?"
Fu Yanye was unhappy with her resistance.
"It seems that aunt is here."
Zhuo Jian felt as if something was flowing out.
"..."
Fu Yanye's brows furrowed into a frown.
You know, the bathroom is one of the best places to create emotions.
As long as he carries her in, she will be at his mercy.
"Really are."
Her voice became softer because she was sure, no longer awkward, and became calm.
Fu Yanye looked at her expression and gradually sighed helplessly, "There should be some auntie towels at home?"
"If you hadn't thrown it away."
Zhuo Jian said.
Fu Yanye knelt in front of her in the middle of the night, laughing angrily.
What he wants to throw away most now is her, but...
And reluctant to part with it.
He lay on top of her again, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and said in a vague voice: "You little torturing thing."
Zhuo Jian did not dare to refute, but her heart was filled with joy.
God helps her.
So after taking a shower, I was tossed and nibbled several times by him on the bed, and finally I lay down safely on my own pillow and fell asleep.
——
Everything before dawn seemed like a dream.
When Zhuo Jian opened his eyes the next day, the sun was already shining high. The curtains were not closed, so he felt the strong sunlight when he opened his eyes.
My whole body felt like it was falling apart. I moved my fingers with difficulty, as if there were different temperatures on them.
Still a circle.
She opened her long eyelashes, and on her finger wrapped in the sun, there was a plain ring...
Sujie?
Zhuo Jian suddenly got up and looked at the ring on his hand seriously.
what happened?
She looked around, but he was not there.
last night......
Not a dream?
But what happened to the ring?
They were about to get divorced, how could she...
He held the ring in his hand without any hesitation, but when he was about to take it off, his hand stopped.
Did he put it on her?
While she's asleep?
Her eyes became hot again, and she looked at the ring eagerly.
What is he really doing?
I found a dress with no tags cut off from the cupboard and put it on, washed up and went downstairs.
