Zhuo Jian was easily lifted from the ground and placed on the glass table by Fu Yanye. He spread her thin legs with his big hands, sandwiched himself inside her, and whispered: "You are not allowed to answer his calls in the future, do you understand?"
"I didn't know it was Master Mu just now."
Zhuo Jian blushed and explained, because the posture of the two of them was a bit ambiguous at this time.
Fu Yanye gently squeezed her small waist with his hands and reluctantly let go, but he didn't stop talking and said, "So you won't pick her up again after you know it, right?"
"Um!"
Zhuo Jian nodded and agreed obediently.
Fu Yanye is very useful and Zhuo Jian is well-behaved.
He couldn't help but pinch her chin again to make her raise her face to look at him. He kissed her lips again in the blink of an eye and sucked her gently into his mouth.
Zhuo Jian's breathing was a little disturbed by the kiss, Fu Yanye whispered: "What should I do if I want to eat you?"
Zhuo Jian was so frightened that she immediately pushed his shoulder: "Don't! You already did it last night."
"Your husband wants to do it eight times a day."
Fu Yanye's thin lips came close to her ear.
Eight times a day?
Zhuo Jian froze.
Fu Yanye saw her lowering her eyebrows and not daring to move. He opened her shirt with his hand and whispered, "Are you scared?"
"You do it eight times a day, which woman wouldn't be scared?"
Not to mention a pregnant woman.
"Not always!"
Fu Yanye said, looking down at her again, suddenly feeling that this moment was precious.
Zhuo Jian raised her eyes and saw his dark, deep eyes staring straight at her, feeling panicked: "Anyway, please be restrained now, I'm pregnant."
The word "pregnant" made Fu Yanye's expression instantly become more serious.
Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat, wondering if he was still angry?
"Why are you pregnant?"
Fu Yanye asked her, his hands moving continuously.
"You're so good, you hit it in one go."
Zhuo Jian murmured in panic.
Fu Yanye smiled after hearing this: "Yeah! It sounds like you are praising me for being awesome. I will definitely remember to wear a condom in the future."
"..."
Zhuo Jian couldn't beat him in this aspect anyway, so she gave up.
Fu Yanye was upset. Before they could enjoy their world together, another little thing suddenly wanted to join them.
But this way, that's fine.
As long as Fu Yanye thought that she would not run away for the sake of the child, he would feel much more at ease.
"What do you want to eat tonight?"
Fu Yanye asked her and carried her to the refrigerator.
Zhuo Jian said: "How about eating green leafy vegetables tonight?"
"Add a tofu soup!"
Fu Yanye suggested.
Zhuo Jian thought for a while and nodded.
Fu Yanye opened the refrigerator and took something from it, but then she felt something was wrong.
Why is he holding her?
Still such an ambiguous posture.
And she was actually riding on his waist like this, and she didn't realize it until now.
Suddenly her face turned red and she was about to bleed, and she whispered softly: "Put me down first."
"I don't want to let go."
There are only two people at home, so we can go wherever we want.
Seeing him like that, Zhuo Jian stopped talking.
At this moment, she suddenly understood what small happiness was.
Suddenly a bad idea popped into my head. I looked at him squeamishly and said, "If you can, you can hold me like this while cooking."
Fu Yanye: "I'll cook you first."
"no!"
Zhuo Jian hugged his neck and clung tightly to his waist as if she was growing on him.
Fu Yanye was suffocated to death, and what was even more disgusting was that the fragrance of her body made him immediately swell and hurt. He couldn't help but grit his teeth and reminded her: "If you don't want to be fucked to death by me, just let go."
Zhuo Jian suddenly realized something was not quite right and immediately let go of him.
