"I don't like to drink milk anymore. I drink more grain and soy milk in the morning."
Zhuo Jian talked about it with her unique stubbornness, and...
childish.
Fu Yanye looked into her clear eyes and nodded quickly, "Drink this glass and I will ask you first."
"If you want to drink it yourself, I'm going to bed. Please close the door for me when you go out. Thank you."
After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, she lay down, hugged her daughter sideways, and closed her eyes.
Fu Yanye: "..."
The milk in his hand has not been delivered yet.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, and when she wasn't looking at him, he sat more firmly.
But Zhuo Jian suddenly turned around and said in a soft and tempered voice: "Fu Yanye."
so rude.
Fu Yanye only thought of these four words.
"Get out quickly."
Zhuo Jian reminded angrily.
If her daughter hadn't been there, if they hadn't been different now, she would have kicked him.
No matter how rude she was, she would dare to do anything to him no matter how big or small.
But now...
Fu Yanye turned to look at her, then suddenly leaned forward to put the cup filled with milk on the bedside table, then leaned forward and lay down next to her.
Well, I'm still sleeping on her regular pillow.
Sharing a bed?
Depend on.
Zhuo Jian reflexively sat up and turned to look at him, "What are you doing?"
"sleep."
His wife and daughter are all here, so he has no reason to go anywhere else.
Zhuo Jian looked at him angrily, almost crying, and her heart was fluctuating violently.
Did he forget that he saw two wine glasses and mistakenly thought she was having an affair with someone else?
Did he forget that he also set up an entertainment company for his daughter?
He even accompanied that woman to the filming.
The more Zhuo Jian thought about it, the angrier he became, his heart and lungs were about to explode, "Okay, you go to sleep."
She must be walking.
But before she could leave, Fu Yanye turned around to see her trying to crawl out from her daughter's side, and hugged her from behind before she could crawl out.
His arms were so long and strong, he could easily hold her in his arms and be unable to move.
Next to him was his daughter. She was afraid of hurting her daughter, so she didn't dare to move, but she used two arms to push him out in his arms.
"sleep together."
Fu Yanye said behind her ear.
"Who wants to sleep with you?"
Both men spoke in hushed tones.
"you."
Fu Yanye only read one word and hugged her tighter.
"Fu Yanye, don't go too far, I don't want you anymore."
"Which one of us is more outrageous?"
Fu Yanye asked her in a low voice, and simply put his face against hers, hugging her tightly so that she could not move.
Zhuo Jian doesn't understand. She's already hiding here. Is she going too far?
"Bring all the children here, do you think I don't know what you want to do?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
"You know what I want to do?"
"You want to steal them all."
"..."
The child is hers, why would she steal it?
Even if she stole, she was forced by him.
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him.
Fu Yanye had no choice but to leave her face. When his black eyes looked at her again, he felt wronged and angry, "They are mine too."
"How old are you Fu Yanye?"
Zhuo Jian's chest felt hot and she restrained herself from questioning him.
How old are they? Can they still not know whose children they belong to?
"You figure it out for yourself, I will be tormented by you for the rest of my life anyway."
"..."
The more he spoke, the more aggrieved his voice became.
Zhuo Jian felt that he was so immature that he was going to die.