Ouyang Ping obviously felt much more relaxed after receiving her support, and then asked her: "How are you and Fu Yanye doing? Does he know that he is going to be a father?"
"I gave you a hint, but it probably wasn't obvious enough."
So he probably doesn't know yet.
Soon she heard the bathroom door ring, and immediately replied: "Go to bed, good night."
Ouyang Ping knew that it must be because Fu Yanye was there, so she didn't send any more messages.
Fu Yanye's hair was mostly dry and he looked clean and handsome. He walked over and asked, "Who are you chatting with so late?"
"Ouyang Ping."
Zhuo Jian replied, staring straight at him as he lifted up the other side of the quilt, occupied a pillow with her, and leaned against the head of the bed.
Fu Yanye also turned to look at her and asked her, "Don't look at me so obsessed."
"..."
Zhuo Jian didn't know how fascinated her eyes were, but she turned her head subconsciously.
Fu Yanye approached her, "Unless you want to sacrifice yourself."
"sleep."
Zhuo Jian immediately lay down, put the pillow away, turned off the light and went to sleep.
Fu Yanye was still leaning on her side, seeing that she had no intention of dedicating herself to him, so he sighed softly unconsciously.
A wedding is also considered a wedding night?
Then let’s make up for the missing match that year.
Tolerate!
Tolerance has a knife on the head!
In the middle of the night, Zhuo Jian was hugged so hard that she couldn't breathe, and she hummed sadly. The man behind her said in a hoarse voice: "Are you afraid that the groom won't be able to make it through the wedding night?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian woke up in a daze, "Huh?"
The room was so dark and quiet that she thought she was dreaming.
Fu Yanye couldn't help but kiss her and murmured: "Jian Jian, do you like me?"
"Um!"
Her voice was still weak, and it was obviously a yes response. She didn't know what the other party asked.
"Then you must really want to give yourself to me, right?"
"Um!"
"love me?"
Fu Yanye asked gently in her ear again.
"Um!"
Zhuo Jian frowned, feeling a little headache from being fired.
"Then you say you love me!"
Fu Yanye's voice became softer and softer, but he kissed her from behind her ear to her shoulder.
He took off his pajamas easily.
Zhuo Jian just hummed twice and then lost his voice.
Fu Yanye raised his eyes, then pressed his shoulder against her shoulder in disappointment.
——
The next morning, when Zhuo Jian was brushing her teeth, she saw a red mark on her shoulder that she accidentally exposed. When she got closer to the mirror, she realized that it was a tooth mark.
She couldn't remember when she left it, but he didn't seem to bite her shoulder last night when she was awake.
Fu Yanye walked in and put the phone in front of her.
Displayed on the screen is a hot search.
A letter of apology.
All of us in the Lin family sincerely apologize to the new daughter-in-law of the Fu family, and especially to the daughter of my good friend Lin Jiaoyang...
Zhuo Jian read the letter with confusion, then looked up at Fu Yanye curiously, "What's going on?"
"Mr. Lin gave it to us as a wedding gift."
Fu Yanye raised his eyebrows and said to her in a good mood.
Zhuo Jian always felt that there was something fishy that she didn't know about.
How could Lin Jiaoyang make such an apology statement if he hadn't been choked by someone?
Fu Yanye slowly walked behind her with his long legs, passed his hand through her slim waist, and held it right on her lower abdomen.
Zhuo Jian came back to her senses, looked at the man's face in the mirror, and accidentally saw where his hand was, and suddenly her heart beat like thunder.
