His voice was low and deep, with a strong sense of bewitchment.
Zhuo Jian's mind suddenly went blank. He opened his mouth for a long time before he said two words, "Forgot!"
"forget?"
The man frowned dissatisfied, kissed her punitively a few times with his lips, and then ordered in a low voice: "Think of it as soon as possible, huh?"
"Um!"
Zhuo Jian agreed with difficulty.
Seeing that she had no temper at all after being tortured, Fu Yanye chuckled with satisfaction and kissed her more gently.
After the bath, he took her out, dried her hair, and then blew her hair casually a few times. After throwing away the hair dryer, he pressed her on the bed again and directly opened her nightgown.
"Two more days."
His breathing was a little unsteady, and he looked at her shy look to remind her.
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian was a little dizzy and couldn't even make a sound.
"wedding!"
Fu Yanye reminded her, and the next second he bit her chin.
Zhuo Jian was so flustered that time passed too fast. However, she felt the changes in her body and body. She still tried to open her eyes and smiled gently, "It's about to happen. You can bear it a little longer."
"good!"
Fu Yanye agreed, but his dark eyes looked at her more and more deeply.
How could the long night end like this?
——
At seven o'clock in the morning, the bedroom covered by curtains was still dark.
In the bathroom, the sound of vomiting continued.
When Zhuo Jian finished vomiting, his head went blank, and his whole body felt like he had been beaten violently, not to mention that his stomach felt as if he had been hung up to dry, and even his two thin legs had no strength.
When she went back to bed and lay down, she thought of the person beside her pillow, and then turned her head.
The man's dark black eyes were looking at her calmly.
Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat. She just hoped that he couldn't see her nervous look in the dimness, and asked him feebly: "Are you awake?"
"Um!"
Fu Yanye agreed, moved forward slightly, and took her into his arms.
Zhuo Jian's heartbeat accelerated, and she didn't know why he was acting like this suddenly.
Did he discover it?
Fu Yanye hugged her tightly, his voice was a little hoarse because he had just woken up, and asked her, "Have you remembered?"
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian raised his head in confusion and saw his angular chin clearly.
"When did you start liking me?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian's heart dropped, but she really didn't have time to think about it.
Which year and day is it specifically?
Maybe you have liked him since you were a child, from the day you met him?
Zhuo Jian forgot when she first met him, but in her mind, he had always been there since she was born.
But my mother said that a child doesn’t know anyone in the first few months.
That's what happened later.
Zhuo Jian lowered her head and got into his arms. Unaccustomed to it, she put her hand against his chest and murmured: "I haven't had time to think about it yet."
"Tell me on the wedding night."
Fu Yanye wasn't angry, he lowered his head to her ear and gave her ambiguous grace.
Zhuo Jian blushed as red as blood and thanked the curtains for blocking all the light.
After breakfast, Fu Yanye took her to the TV station and asked her before she got off the car: "You don't have to go to work tomorrow, right?"