"Can't you tell me? Auntie's reason has been exposed. You can't think of anything else, right?"
Fu Yanye chuckled and unbuttoned her pants.
Zhuo Jian nervously grabbed his strong hands: "I, my stomach hurts."
Fu Yanye smiled: "Oh? You've made up all these reasons. I'm not a doctor, right?"
"It's really painful. It's been for several days. Maybe there's something wrong with my stomach."
Zhuo Jian grabbed his hand and forced tears from his eyes.
Only then did Fu Yanye look at her, got off her body and placed his hand gently on her lower abdomen: "Tell me where it hurts."
Zhuo Jian felt his warm palm pressing on her lower abdomen and trembled hard.
He probably didn't know what he was touching now.
Zhuo Jian knew the feeling of stomach pain. She had experienced it more than once, so she pressed his hand and said to him: "This is it."
Fu Yanye looked at her painful expression and couldn't help but become nervous. Could she have enteritis, or could it be something more serious?
Suddenly remembering the cause of her mother's death, and thinking that she had been very haggard recently, couldn't eat a few mouthfuls, and wanted to vomit, he immediately got up and said: "Go to the hospital."
"Go to the hospital?"
Zhuo Jian was stunned and raised her head to see him getting dressed in a hurry. She felt pain in her neck and lay back down again, but her heart was trembling.
Why are you going to the hospital in the middle of the night?
"Yes! Let's go for a check-up. I'll call the doctor at home and ask him to arrange it right away."
"What kind of check-up are you doing in the middle of the night? It's just gastroenteritis. Just take some medicine and it'll be fine."
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to get up. Seeing that he had already gone to look for formal clothes, she frowned helplessly, thinking that she would have known better than to say that it was due to gastrointestinal discomfort.
"Fu Yanye, I, I'm fine."
She could no longer deceive him.
Once I went to the hospital, everything was probably exposed.
It's better to think of another way.
Fu Yanye stopped taking the clothes and turned to look at her, "Okay?"
Zhuo Jian lowered her eyebrows in embarrassment and nodded, "Yeah!"
Fu Yanye walked back again and asked, "What's going on?"
"I do not want!"
"..."
Fu Yanye closed the cupboard door and angrily stood on the edge of the bed with his hands on his hips and looked at her.
He should have known she was faking it a long time ago.
I just don't want to do it with him.
But with my daughter-in-law pregnant, is there any reason not to do it?
Fu Yanye went to the bed again, lay down next to her, put his arms under her pillow, and called her: "Lie down here."
Zhuo Jian glanced at him reluctantly and asked him, "Can you refuse?"
"How many rejections do you think I can tolerate from you in one night?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian lay down silently and rested her head on his arm.
"Put it all down. How did I teach you? Have you forgotten?"
Fu Yanye couldn't feel the weight and reminded her.
Zhuo Jian simply lay down on it and thought, I'll just crush you to death.
Fu Yanye turned around and hugged her, and even put his long legs on top of her.
He has a great figure, but he is tall and has long legs. Zhuo Jian felt like he was being crushed to death, and his face suddenly turned pale.
Fu Yanye murmured: "Sleep."
"pain."
"Um?"
"You crushed me."
"I've pressed you a lot."
Having said that, I still put my legs down when turning off the lights.
Zhuo Jian waited silently, and soon heard heavy breathing.
She couldn't help but look up at him and found that he was already fast asleep.
But she couldn't sleep.
She looked at the roof and counted sheep for a while, then quietly got out of bed when he turned over.