Zhuo Jian felt that she was impure again. She didn't want any injections today, haha.
"How many times did you do it last night?"
In the quiet elevator, a man's deep and deep voice suddenly came out.
Zhuo Jian thought he was delusional and looked up at him stupidly.
The only thing on her mind was that she couldn't do it again tonight, she was in so much pain.
"several times?"
He looked at her again and asked.
Zhuo Jian felt that her face was burning, her ears were a little itchy, and her throat was itchy.
Does she have a cold?
She seriously suspected that she was sick, otherwise why would she feel so hot all over?
She felt her blood flowing, felt...
"Zhuo Jian, answer me."
"You're not home yet, why bother?"
Zhuo Jian was upset but only dared to whisper in a low voice.
Fu Yanye saw her like that and endured it.
We finally reached the top floor and could go out and go home.
Zhuo Jian, however, looked at the door so close and began to have difficulty breathing.
After he opened the door, she raised her eyes and looked at him, pitifully, "You haven't been back to the old house for two nights?"
"Their parents have a good relationship, which will make them happier than guarding them."
"How could it be? What if..."
"There is no such thing as a contingency."
Fu Yanye knew what she was thinking.
That day he went to give her a bath and she ran away. If he lets her run away again tonight, he will write the words "Fu Yanye" upside down.
What's more, last night...
When he thought about last night, his heart agitated.
So, he didn't take her upstairs, but to the sofa.
He had some memory that the person he was holding on the sofa was her, it must be her.
He put her on the sofa again, then half-knelt in front of her like last night, and then looked up at her.
Zhuo Jian's eyes couldn't help but look around, but she didn't dare to look at him.
"Did you do this here last night?"
"You were drunk last night."
Zhuo Jian didn't know why she wanted to laugh.
He doesn't remember anything.
She concluded that there was something wrong with the surveillance system at home, and then she wanted to tease him, but she didn't dare. After all, she almost got into a fight when she teased him in the car.
But the way she looked at him, she just wanted to tease him.
So she was very humbly, cautiously, and reminded softly.
"I'm drunk, but haven't I been doing this all night?"
"You did it all night?"
Zhuo Jian frowned, thinking that you are too drunk to tell who is from whom?
"Is not it?"
When he got up in the morning and saw the mess on his bed, he knew he must have been fighting for a long time.
She pursed her lips slightly, looked at him and lowered her head with a smile, "Well, actually last night..."
"If you dare to talk nonsense, watch how I torture you."
"You did that last night and didn't forget to put on a condom."
"Um?"
"I thought you were pretending to be drunk?"
"Zhuo Jian."
"So you're not pretending to be drunk?"
Zhuo Jian asked him again.
Fu Yanye suddenly stopped talking and just stared at her, and then gradually he couldn't help but laugh.
She also laughed, feeling the strength with which he touched her bracelet. She guessed that he must have liked this bracelet very much before giving it to her. She couldn't help teasing him, "You said a lot of weird things last night."
"say what?"
"Whatever you say, if you make me cry again, you will die."
"Um?"
He frowned, somewhat examining her words.
"You also said that you loved me so much that you almost died."
As she spoke, she began to act very pretentious.
Especially those beautiful big eyes, shining brightly, staring at him.
In fact, she felt uneasy when she said this.
But she wanted to confirm that she heard correctly.
Fu Yanye opened his mouth, then looked at her with a smile.
It seemed that he was no longer angry no matter what she said.