Zhuo Jian's heart was beating very fast, especially when she saw his cold face, as if he was going to a party...
"Fu Yanye, you promised me."
"What?"
"Don't touch me recently."
Zhuo Jian reminded him humbly.
But Fu Yanye saw the alertness flashing in her eyes in the blink of an eye, and couldn't help but be irritated, "Shut up."
There is no need to constantly remind him to exercise restraint.
If he really wanted to have sex with her, did she think the agreement he gave her verbally would be meaningful?
He can ignore even the divorce agreement she signed.
Zhuo Jian shut up obediently, but her heart couldn't help but be wary of him.
Fu Yanye carried her back to the bedroom. Since her aunt had seen something she shouldn't have seen before, he kicked the door shut this time.
There was a ‘pop’ sound.
Zhuo Jian's heart also tightened.
Fu Yanye put her on the bed. Zhuo Jian's mind was racing. She didn't know what was going to happen next. If he wanted to force her, she would kick him away. If he just wanted to hug her, then she would
to beat.
Just when she was thinking about this, Fu Yanye suddenly covered her big black eyes, and then covered her lips with his thin lips.
Zhuo Jian felt that his breath was taken away instantly, his eyes were dark again, and his nervous heart almost jumped out of his chest.
"Fu Yanye..."
"what is it call?"
"husband!"
"good!"
Fu Yanye's hand wasn't very strong, he just lifted up her overly long skirt and moved his lips freely on hers.
Zhuo Jian felt her legs were cold, so she began to toss with her little hands. Fu Yanye bit her chin and warned her: "I won't damage your wedding dress, so don't move around."
"Fu Yanye, we agreed."
"I'm just kissing you."
Fu Yanye was upset and kissed her even more forcefully.
He doesn’t even believe it himself!
But what can he do?
He planned to endure it before the wedding, but it was hard to say whether he could endure it or not.
He persuaded himself to hold back. She had just fainted not long ago and was weak. It was understandable that he could not bear the attack.
But how could he bear it when she was dressed like this in front of him today?
Fu Yanye wanted to take off her wedding dress, but the thick cloth made him very uncomfortable.
Zhuo Jian felt his increasingly uncontrollable behavior and immediately grabbed his hand again: "Fu Yanye..."
"Um?"
He agreed impatiently.
"You'll ruin your wedding dress."
Zhuo Jian felt that he was going to bite her neck off, so she raised her hands to hold his face. She looked at him with tender eyes in fear, and coaxed him: "I don't want it anymore, okay?"
Fu Yanye was very satisfied with her behavior and stopped immediately, but his longing eyes could not be moved away from her face.
Zhuo Jian looked at his thin lips pursed and gently stroked them with her fingers, then raised her head and kissed him on the lips: "I'm hungry."
"..."
Fu Yanye suddenly became weak and fell on top of her, resting his forehead on her shoulder.
"Kiss me a little longer."
Fu Yanye suddenly held her waist, gently pulled her over, and turned over to lie on her pillow, while she lay on top of him.
Zhuo Jian was startled, why did she suddenly come up there?
Fu Yanye gently stroked the back of her head: "Be good, until I'm satisfied with the kiss, I'll let you go downstairs to eat."
Zhuo Jian didn't expect that she would never be able to leave again after returning to the city. She also didn't expect that not only would she have to hold a wedding with him, but she would also have to call him husband and take the initiative to kiss him until he was satisfied.
"Kiss or not?"
Fu Yanye looked at her, his eyes full of torment.
"relative!"
Zhuo Jian murmured in dissatisfaction, then moved up slightly and smacked his forehead.
Fu Yanye didn't move, but chuckled. Her lips were soft and fragrant. But when she kissed his eyebrows, as if kissing his lips with great love, he suddenly couldn't breathe, and then
He tightened his grip on her small waist and reminded her in a hoarse voice: "Baby, use more force."