Thinking back to when we first met, he was actually the same pitiful person he was before he was kidnapped by his father, and he is like this now.
I hope their fate ends here.
Fu Yanye was relieved when she agreed. Before he laughed, he licked his lips and continued to remain serious. He then pinched her chin and said in a cold tone: "Reward me."
Suddenly he kissed her on the mouth.
Zhuo Jian was stunned, this is called a reward.
Fu Yanye thought that she didn't understand how nervous he was just now. That man was so meddlesome that he almost tore down their family. Thinking of Zhuo Jian saying that he liked him and how considerate and caring he was, Fu Yanye felt that
There may be shadows throughout your life.
As her husband, she was actually compared to someone she had known for a short time?
He can't accept it.
"Mom, Dad, have you decided? What should we eat tonight?"
Suddenly there was a banging sound outside the door, and several little guys knocked on the door, with Chengcheng holding his head high and shouting.
Fu Yanye's thin lips were on hers, and he could only stop, slowly move away, and smile helplessly, "Why does he always appear when he shouldn't?"
"I think it came out at the right time."
Zhuo Jian's voice was low.
"Mom, Dad, can you hear us? We heard you say, oh, we can't hear clearly, please speak louder."
"Fu Chengqian, write the word a hundred times tonight."
"What? Dad, I can't hear you clearly. I'll take my brothers downstairs first."
Chengcheng quickly left with her brothers.
In fact, there is an aunt downstairs who is already preparing dinner, but the little ones like to follow them and make trouble.
Fu Yanye listened to the child's footsteps fading away, and looked at Zhuo Jian again with his deep eyes, "You still know how to pretend to be stupid, and you don't know who to follow?"
"It's not with me anyway."
"It's not like you follow me."
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him in disbelief.
"Maybe she's like Fu Yanqing. That girl has been a liar since she was a child. She married a foreigner and said she was traveling around."
"..."
Well, Zhuo Jian thinks this answer is barely acceptable. There are quite a few nephews who look like aunts.
It was Aunt Fu Yanqing who was far away from home and sneezed several times in a row.
In the master bedroom of Domestic Garden, the man was still staring at the person standing next to him and whispered: "Mrs. Fu."
"Um?"
"How long do you think your husband can endure it?"
"What?"
After Zhuo Jian asked, she felt her slender waist being caressed. She understood instantly and looked straight at him, "Anyway, you have to get my permission."
"Um?"
"You said you were chasing me."
"Then let's ask Zhuang's legal team to go back to the south first, okay?"
Fu Yanye thought for a while and asked her.
"Don't think that you can rest easy now that the legal team is gone. If you dare to do that to me again..."
"I don't dare anymore."
He held her hand, extremely nervous.
"You have to get my permission before you can enter my house. You can't force me in anything. You have to explain everything clearly to me. If you can't explain everything clearly, it's not a misunderstanding. It's just something you didn't do well."
"Is it so delicate?"
"I don't want to be bullied by you anymore."
She suddenly remembered what happened in the past, her eyes felt sour and filled with tears.
"Sometimes I have a bad temper. If you remind me in time, I will change it immediately, okay?"
"You have to be conscious."
"Well, I feel conscious, then, tonight..."
“Still sleeping in the guest room.”
"So cruel? Can you just sleep? I promise not to do it."
Fu Yanye tried to convince her that if she was pitiful, he would be even more pitiful than her.