Zhuo Jian turned and looked out the window, then looked at his watch. He didn't expect that Lin Ruxiang could endure it outside the door for so long.
But considering what Lin Ruxiang did to them, it doesn't seem surprising.
"I'm sleepy! Should I go back or stay here?"
Fu Yanye suddenly asked, naturally asking Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian looked back at him, a little surprised. Thinking of what he had said to her before, she didn't know how to answer.
"Why are you going back so late? This is not your home?"
Wang Yue questioned him.
Fu Yanye said nothing, but looked at Zhuo Jian.
Seeing his expression, Wang Yue mistakenly thought that he wanted to go out to see Lin Ruxiang again, and immediately said: "I have made the decision. You two will stay here tonight, and no one can leave."
After hearing this, Fu Yanye stopped retorting and stood up.
"Where are you going?"
Wang Yue raised her head and stared at him, thinking that he was so angry that he wanted to leave by himself.
Fu Yanye just said lightly: "Go take a shower."
Wang Yue: "..."
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"Jian Jian, it's your turn to go."
Zhuo Jian is playing backgammon with Fu Zhengzheng.
Zhuo Jian came to his senses, and then immediately lowered his head to look at the chess game. It was okay not to look at it, but when he looked at it, he realized that he was dead.
Fu Yanye turned sideways and saw that she was still innocently playing chess with his father, so he had to say: "After this game, hurry up and go upstairs."
Seeing that his son was still so aloof, Wang Yue couldn't help but slap him on the butt when he left.
But he was walking too fast and couldn't be photographed.
"You brat, do you know how to show off to your wife?"
Wang Yue muttered something, and then continued to move forward to watch the chess player.
It was almost twelve o'clock when Zhuo Jian went upstairs.
The rain outside was mixed with a small amount of snow.
Zhuo Jian stood at the window and took a look, and then had to go to the master bedroom.
Fu Yanye had already finished washing and was leaning on the bedside, scrolling through his phone. When he heard the door ring, he didn't even raise his eyelids, "I've put your pajamas in the bathroom for you. Go take a shower."
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Can't she sit down for a while before washing?
But she was indeed tired, but she was a little scared at the thought of lying on the same bed with him after taking a shower.
When Fu Yanye saw her obediently enter the bathroom, he threw away his cell phone and just lifted up his pajamas when he suddenly heard a knock on the door and immediately put it down.
Wang Yue quietly revealed her head and said, "Fu Yanye, you are not allowed to be rough with your wife."
Fu Yanye: "..."
"If you dare to hurt her, you will be dead."
Wang Yue threatened again in a low voice before closing the door for him.
Fu Yanye frowned, what's going on?
Suddenly the door was opened again, and he subconsciously looked at the door.
"It's best not to touch her, she's very fragile."
"..."
After Wang Yue finished speaking, he finally left.
But Fu Yanye frowned and couldn't let go. He couldn't help but think, what did that woman say to Wang Yue?
But if he doesn't touch her tonight, is he still a man?
Fu Yanye thought about it and started to take off his clothes again. However, Wang Yue opened the door twice just now and was caught in a shadow. He immediately jumped out of bed and locked the door.
But when he looked back, listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, he suddenly couldn't help it.
She had to dry her hair after taking a bath, and he would be burned to death after waiting for a long time.
Zhuo Jian was washing her hair. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she reflexively turned her head to look.
When she saw the person who had closed the door and was standing behind the door taking off her clothes, she suddenly stood there, her heart beating like thunder.