He put his arms around her neck like a bastard, held her chin and kissed her. She was like a pitiful and neglected marginalized person.
The gangster hinted that he wanted to have sex with her, but she tried to escape but was locked tightly.
——
Fortunately, the reality is still different from what we see with the naked eye.
"You said you wanted to chase me, but you don't look like you are chasing me now."
Zhuo Jian suddenly mentioned something that disappointed him.
Fu Yanye immediately narrowed his eyes: "Huh?"
"Weren't you been playing hard-to-get tricks with me a while ago? You deliberately sent your children to my door without even seeing me."
"you caught me?"
He was a little surprised.
"I've never been like that before."
"If you think about it more carefully, how about I help you recall it?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian questioned, did she dare to play hard-to-get with him? When?
"Who doesn't show up for several days after being scolded by me?"
"How can that be just playing hard to get?"
Zhuo Jian immediately retorted.
She was angry, waiting for him to coax her.
"That's playing hard to get."
He was like a great judge, giving her a firm seal of approval.
"no."
"that is."
"no."
"..."
She was annoyed and argued with him with a squeamish frown.
Seeing her like that, Fu Yanye suddenly softened his heart and changed his tone, "Then give me the benefits you promised me. If you don't, then you won't."
"You hugged me and kissed me."
"You know it's difficult for you as a man in the early morning, right?"
"Who cares about you? You can figure it out yourself."
Zhuo Jian pushed him out, but couldn't push him away.
"Mrs. Fu, when will you let your husband catch up with you? You won't wear a wedding ring, you won't be allowed to sleep in the wedding bed, and you'll put me in the cold palace. How can you be willing to let me go? Huh?"
The little girl who was not willing to let him get wet even with a drop of rain finally left him?
He actually didn't believe it.
At this time, he believed that she still loved him extremely.
Zhuo Jian didn't want to look at him, but he couldn't break free from his embrace, so she could only continue to tell him, "Who dares to put Boss Fu into the cold palace? I am the one who lives in the cold palace, right?"
"Then I'll move you out immediately. If you touch me, I'll feel cold all over."
As he spoke, he stuffed her hand holding his chest into his clothes.
Zhuo Jian struggled for a while without struggling, and finally looked at him, furious.
"You're really hard to catch."
Fu Yanye saw that she was angry and did not dare to provoke her again.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Suddenly I no longer have the energy to compete with him.
Is she still difficult to pursue?
"Do you think I look like a clown?"
He lowered himself again, and Zhuo Jian felt his breathing and turned her head away from him.
"Can you at least smile at me and let me know that I still have some hope?"