His ambiguous breath was on her face, and she was about to kiss her.
Zhuo Jian finally spoke and turned her head to prevent him from kissing her.
Fu Yanye was angry that she escaped so quickly.
He felt as if he hadn't kissed her for most of his life.
"I want."
He said.
Zhuo Jian just raised his eyes, but before he could see him clearly, his lips were suddenly sealed.
She leaned back, and he held the back of her head to prevent her from falling, which also made it easier for him to kiss her deeper.
Zhuo Jian felt like she was out of breath and a little hypoxic. She felt like she was shaking a little and couldn't even use the strength to push him.
The night of that year suddenly appeared in Fu Yanye's mind.
He deliberately asked her to drink a few more drinks.
But now, they don't need to drink to cheer up.
"Fu Yanye."
Finally, his kiss was reluctant to move away from her lips and tongue. Zhuo Jian raised her head and called out to him when she felt that her neck was about to be sucked off by him.
"Do you think I will cook for you for free?"
"..."
Sure enough, there is a price to pay.
"Then I will never eat the food you cook again."
The moment he picked her up, she looked down at him and said.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, "It's not up to you."
"..."
Zhuo Jian stopped talking again, but there were tears in his eyes.
He carried her back to the room. Just as he put her down, she suddenly got up.
Fu Yanye suddenly stopped and couldn't move.
He was standing next to the bed, and she hugged him?
how come?
Not long after, he lowered his head and saw that she was almost touching him.
Then......
Her hand was in his trouser pocket, wasn't she hugging him?
After a few seconds of excitement, Fu Yanye took her wrists and asked her, "What are you looking for?"
"Look for your cell phone and call those women who want to sleep with you."
"What did you say?"
Fu Yanye's lungs were about to explode when he heard this.
"Don't you want to vent? You shouldn't just come to me, right? We haven't had sex for so long, and you are so energetic, you must have done it with someone else. Go find them."
As she said this, she tried to look for his cell phone again.
But his cell phone was in his coat draped on the sofa outside.
Fu Yanye held her wrists and pressed her down on the bed, "If I have another woman, will I still come to you?"
"There is no truth in your mouth."
Zhuo Jian stared at him distrustfully.
"Is it because I'm not telling the truth or you can't tell the difference?"
Fu Yanye suddenly became more serious.
"I can't tell, Fu Yanye, go find someone else."
It's such a big holiday, why don't you go find someone who can tell the difference.
Fu Yanye let her push him no matter what, but remained motionless in front of her, looking at her with even some resentment in his eyes.
Zhuo Jian was tired and looked at him angrily, "Can you get up?"
"OK."
What she said that night suddenly came to his mind, or did she just not want him?
What does it mean for him to be like this now?
Fu Yanye didn't want to be a bitch again. As she said, there were plenty of women out there who wanted to sleep with him.
He got up and left, not coming back this time.
Zhuo Jian sat on the bed and gasped, and was angry that he slammed her door so hard.
And soon she remembered what happened to her grandparents.
She called Wang Yue, thinking that maybe she could conspire with Wang Yue.
Wang Yue was choosing jewelry when he received her call. When he saw it was her, he immediately picked up: "Baby."
"Mom, can you help me at grandpa's birthday party tonight?"
"Grandpa's birthday party, that's great, of course it's no problem."
Wang Yue's eyes flashed with intelligence and he immediately agreed.