Fu Yanye looked at her with gloomy black eyes, "In this case, then put the food you don't like into my bowl."
"real?"
Zhuo Jian immediately picked up the garlic cloves and put them in his bowl.
Fu Yanye: "..."
"Garlic has anti-inflammatory and sterilizing effects, which is very good."
Seeing his dark face, Zhuo Jian said to him in a good temper.
"My mouth, which has been sterilized by anti-inflammatory drugs, will give you a good kiss later."
"..."
Now it's her turn to be in trouble.
After dinner, Fu Yanye tidied up. When he went out, he saw no one on the sofa and the TV was turned off, so he glanced upstairs.
Zhuo Jian wanted to take a shower while he was cleaning up the kitchen. She didn't want to take a bath with him every day.
Bathing together was not a big deal, just looking at each other was fine, but she really didn't want to experience Mr. Fu's torture methods again.
But......
While Zhuo Jian was giving herself a bath, she suddenly understood something, that is, when the two of them are together, this kind of thing will always be inevitable in the future.
Ouyang Ping said that as long as Fu Yanye is coaxed, her life in bed will be very happy. Zhuo Jian thought to herself, don't be too happy! She can't bear it!
After taking a shower, I wrapped my hair in a towel, put on a nightgown, applied skin care products, and went out.
"..."
Fu Yanye was lying on the bed wearing a nightgown.
Zhuo Jian walked over in small steps: "Aren't you cleaning the kitchen?"
"I don't like doing housework that much. Tomorrow my aunt will come to clean and cook breakfast for us."
Fu Yanye said and reminded her: "Go get the hair dryer."
Zhuo Jian went back to the bathroom to get the hair dryer.
Later, Fu Yanye asked her to sit on the edge of the bed while he blew her hair.
But her hair is too long and is not easy to dry.
A little tired, he turned off the hair dryer and asked the woman sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, "Can you change your position?"
Zhuo Jian raised his head and looked at him stupidly. After a minute, the two of them finally found a suitable position.
To be precise, this is Fu Yanye's favorite posture.
Zhuo Jian sat cross-legged on the bed, while Fu Yanye stood under the bed.
Thus......
Zhuo Jian's head would often push against his abdomen.
And she suspected that he pushed her head down on purpose.
Zhuo Jian raised her hand and pressed it on his abdomen, which was firm and easy to touch, but her face felt as hot as if she had a high fever.
Fu Yanye didn't listen to the movements of his hands and just raised his breath unconsciously.
Her hands rested softly on him.
Fu Yanye finally couldn't help but stop, turned off the hair dryer and looked down at her.
Zhuo Jian also raised his head in cooperation: "That's almost it!"
"No, if you want to touch it, just put your hand in and touch it."
Fu Yanye said that he was about to untie his pajamas.
Zhuo Jian grabbed it immediately. She really felt that the game was about to end. When was she going to touch it?
Still reaching in?
"Well, I just feel pain from hitting my forehead."
She explained awkwardly in a low voice.
Fu Yanye didn't stand firm with her and turned on the hair dryer again to dry her hair.
It was a long night, and Zhuo Jian felt that this night was dangerous.
Especially in less than two minutes, Fu Yanye finally finished Teacher Tony's work, casually threw the hair dryer on the bed, and pinched her chin with his hand.
Before Zhuo Jian could see him clearly, his vision suddenly went dark.
Fu Yanye bent down and kissed her passionately, then pushed her down on the bed in the blink of an eye.
Zhuo Jian felt his body bounce on the bed and his hair was scattered all over the bed.
Fu Yanye looked at her confused look, and the next second he knelt in front of her, grabbing the strap of her pajamas with his nimble fingers.
She didn't want to do anything to him, but he had no reason to refuse.
Zhuo Jian was so frightened that she immediately grabbed him: "What are you doing?"
Inside her at this time...
vacuum!
Fu Yanye looked at her condescendingly and said: "Sleep."