Why is there always the illusion that he doesn’t want a divorce?
But it was he who delivered the divorce agreement so promptly!
It must be an illusion, or he has some unknown secret? He certainly didn't delay on purpose.
Later, all the elders went to bed, and Zhuo Jian lingered in his room.
She doesn't have mysophobia, but she doesn't want to use his things to take a bath because he does.
She couldn't be like Ruxiang who let herself smell nothing but the smell of disinfectant all day, letting him clearly perceive her cleanliness.
She wanted to go out, but there was a thunderstorm outside.
Do you want to change rooms with him?
Although the aunt said that the guest rooms were cleaned and replaced with clean bedding, would he adapt to it?
She quietly opened the door and looked towards the guest room.
The door to the guest room suddenly opened in response.
Zhuo Jian looked in that direction nervously.
He came out wearing white pajamas and pajamas, and his dark eyes caught her eyes immediately.
Zhuo Jian heard a pounding in his heart and didn't know what exploded.
Fu Yanye walked toward her with long strides. She lowered her eyes subconsciously, but found that he couldn't even cover his long legs when he was wearing pajamas.
And his beautiful ankles make people want to touch them.
Of course, he is a proud man of heaven and not everyone can touch him.
Zhuo Jian suddenly thought of Ruxiang, she must have touched it, right?
Suddenly her heartbeat was no longer so thunderous. She turned sideways and watched him walk to her side. She lowered her eyebrows and just saw his waist and abdomen.
The legendary wolf-dog waist?
In fact, I saw his figure when I was a child, but at that time he didn't have such a strong body as he does now.
This is the result of years of exercise, the faint eight-pack abs, mermaid lines...
Damn it!
What about the clothes she is wearing? What is she imagining?
The painting of a beautiful man in the bathroom that day came to her eyes again, and her ears turned red.
Fu Yanye saw the redness around her ears, raised his hand and pinched her chin, looking at her with domineering eyes: "What are you thinking about?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian's big black eyes wanted to find a place to hide, but they were pinched by him and couldn't dodge.
"I was wondering if we should change rooms?"
Zhuo Jian asked him softly.
After saying these words, Zhuo Jian felt that she was quite sane and secretly felt happy.
"Change rooms?"
Fu Yanye asked calmly, but he didn't want to ask a rhetorical question.
Because the next moment, she felt a chill on the back of her neck, and pain immediately hit her.
The door to his bedroom was pushed open from the outside, and then she was pinched by the neck and pushed in.
Zhuo Jian was so frightened that she stood inside and watched him closing the door and striding toward her, and stepped back in panic: "..."
"What room should I change to? It's not like I haven't slept in it yet!"
Fu Yanye suddenly came to her, as if he hated her, but said such words.
Zhuo Jian even felt that there was a bit of intimidation in his words, and...
The edge of her ears quietly turned red again, and she took a step back with her heels weak.
When I was about to take the next step to retreat, my slim waist was suddenly hugged.
Zhuo Jian held his breath and looked up at the man hugging him.
The look on his face was majestic, like a young master who had been provoked and was torturing the little thing who provoked him.
"Are you afraid of me?"
Fu Yanye suddenly asked.
Afraid?
Of course I'm afraid!
They are all going to get divorced!
He still teases her like this!
Zhuo Jian wanted to lower her eyes again, but soon he pinched her chin again to prompt her to look at him.
"Still as usual?"
Zhuo Jian could only ask him this, her voice so weak that she wanted to bite off her tongue.