Zhuo Jian gave him the water glass and wanted to go upstairs.
Fu Yanye glanced at her, "Where to retreat?"
"Not even sleeping?"
Is the tube that wide?
Fu Yanye put down the water glass and picked her up from the sofa: "I'm not letting you sleep."
No?
Zhuo Jian just looked at him angrily and stubbornly. After leaving something behind, he no longer cares about anything.
After a while, she turned her eyes away and stopped looking at him.
Anyway, if he likes it, don't expect her to be as careful with him as before.
"Would you like something to eat?"
Fu Yanye carried her to the bed, sat on the edge of the bed and asked her.
Zhuo Jian's stomach was empty. She hadn't eaten much all day.
But when I asked her what she wanted to eat, she didn't know.
and......
"In no mood."
Zhuo Jian said, turned around and lay on the bed.
Fu Yanye's back was turned and he sighed in frustration, "If you don't want to, let's do something else."
Zhuo Jian froze instantly.
What else?
She was scared to death, but she just turned her back to him and didn't move.
Fu Yanye's cell phone rang. It was Yan Zheng's call.
"What? Zhong Mai is pregnant? Congratulations."
Fu Yanye took a long time to react before saying congratulations.
When Zhuo Jian heard that Zhong Mai was pregnant, she turned to look at him. Originally, he wanted to say what it had to do with him.
After he hung up the phone, Zhuo Jian sat up again, "Brother Yan Zheng? He said Sister Zhong Mai is pregnant?"
When talking about other people's affairs, he speaks gently and softly, and his eyes are not as cold as before.
"Um."
Fu Yanye agreed, but looked at her unhappily.
Zhuo Jian smiled happily, "Actually, Sister Zhong Mai has always wanted to get pregnant. I sent her a WeChat message to congratulate her."
"I haven't seen you so happy when you're pregnant."
Fu Yanye made a faint sound.
"Did you see me when I first found out I was pregnant?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian lay back again, but finally there was a happy event that made her feel less depressed.
She sent Zhong Mai a WeChat message, "Congratulations."
Zhong Mai replied: "As expected, we are together. Your husband comes home very early in the evening and is waiting for you."
When Zhuo Jian saw that sentence, he felt as if his five-flavor bottle had been knocked over.
So what if he waits for her?
He only waited for her to vent his anger.
Zhuo Jian closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
Fu Yanye went to the bathroom and came back soon.
Zhuo Jian felt a pair of hands under her body and immediately turned over to look at him, "What are you doing?"
"Take a shower and then go to sleep."
"I don't."
"obedient."
"I said I won't wash it, so I'm going to sleep like this. If you find it dirty, you can move to another place by yourself."
Zhuo Jian pushed him angrily.
"The water is hot, and you will feel much better after washing it."
"Fu Yanye, please get out of here. I told you I won't wash it."
"Zhuo Jian."
"what ever."
Zhuo Jian saw that his face suddenly turned cold, and he immediately stopped struggling and just remained stubborn.
Fu Yanye suddenly felt hot, but he still carried her into the bathroom.
She was so wronged that she didn't move when he put her on the sink to take off her clothes. She shed tears without wiping them away. She only sniffed before the snot fell from her nose.
Fu Yanye stopped undressing her and asked, "Are you that crying?"
"Disgusting for you?"
Zhuo Jian asked him in turn.
Every time he was in the bathroom with her, he would do it.
