Zhuo Jian couldn't help but raise her hand to push him, and whispered anxiously: "Fu Yanye, Fu Yanye..."
"Um?"
Fu Yanye snorted and put another stick next to her.
"Don't sleep, it's known about our marriage."
Zhuo Jian's palm accidentally touched him, and she immediately held her wrist in pain. Only then did everything last night reappear in her mind.
At first, Lin Jiaoyang locked her in a private room and wanted to teach her a lesson with Mr. Zhao, then he rushed to rescue her, and then...
"We will hold a press conference tomorrow. You are my wife, don't hide it anymore."
The words suddenly came to mind, and she turned to look at him again.
"It's you?"
Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?
But when she was not at home, a thief broke into her house and stole nothing else but the marriage certificate?
"What am I?"
Fu Yanye still didn't want to open his eyes, he was too sleepy.
And she smells so good.
Zhuo Jian raised her hand to push him again: "Don't hug me, Fu Yanye, you bastard."
I told him not to make it public.
The results of it?
He promised well.
There is no press conference, but if it is announced like this, what is the difference between it and a press conference?
Fu Yanye's cell phone soon started ringing, and it kept ringing.
He was too lazy to pick her up and kept holding her in his arms: "Honey, let's sleep a little longer, I'm too sleepy!"
"..."
Zhuo Jian cried in anger, raised her legs and kicked the quilt off the two of them.
But after seeing his thin legs clearly, he immediately bent over and covered himself with the quilt.
She was actually wearing a nightgown?
Or a sling?
Where did this come from?
Zhuo Jian recalled last night again, then endured the pain all over his body and closed his eyes.
She really wanted to disappear into thin air.
Fu Yanye directly pushed her down on the bed again. She wanted to resist, but the pain in her lower back intensified and she lay there without moving.
"If you sleep a little longer, I'll get up and fix everything."
"real?"
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian said no more because he quickly fell asleep again.
She couldn't help but think, didn't they sleep together last night?
At this time, Ruxiang's private apartment was not so peaceful.
Ruxiang sat in front of the dressing table, enduring it again and again, but she gave up halfway through applying her makeup. Then she stretched her arms to the dressing table and disdained for a while. There were so many expensive skin care products and cosmetics on the dressing table, all of which fell off.
On the ground.
Wang Rui heard the sound and broke in from outside, saw everything on the ground, and then saw the woman sitting dully in the chair.
Her eyes were full of hatred.
Seeing Wang Rui come in, she gave her a cold look, and then ordered: "Come here!"
Wang Rui didn't know what she was going to do, but his heart made him obediently walk over.
Tears suddenly flowed from Ruxiang's eyes, and then he stood up, reached out to his neck, and kissed him on the lips.
"I want you to help me get rid of her! Can you?"
Ruxiang was tearful and pitiful. When he responded to her kiss, she suddenly left and asked him weakly.
"Ruxiang!"
"Please!"
Ruxiang's tears fell, and then she put her lips to his and kissed him, not only his lips, but also his Adam's apple.
She held his heart with one hand, reached behind his back with the other, pulled his shirt out of his pants, and begged: "Wang Rui, please, just this once."
Wang Rui looked down at her kissing him so actively, and suddenly grabbed her hand: "Will the child be born?"