In the past, I always said that I didn't like my son, but now I actually care about him.
Zhuo Jian tried his best to finish the bowl of porridge. After all, he couldn't starve his son.
Fu Yanye watched her finish the porridge, and then looked at the potion she was hanging. When she was about to finish, he said when he took the bowl, "Don't pull it out by yourself."
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and saw, oh, it turns out it's almost over.
Fu Yanye took the porridge bowl away, and when she came back, she saw that scene. She peeled off the gauze wrapped around her hand, and then pulled it out.
only......
She forgot to pinch it.
For a moment, I saw that the needle was still dripping liquid, and I didn't know what to do. Then I saw the back of my hand was bleeding again, and I was stunned.
"Didn't I tell you not to pull it out by yourself?"
Fu Yanye suddenly arrived in front of her, and when she raised her eyes, she saw his angry and anxious look.
in a hurry?
Why is he anxious?
He must have disliked her for being stupid.
Zhuo Jian wanted to take his hand out and tell him, "Turn off the needle switch first and make the ground dirty."
"Your hands are bleeding, but you don't care if the floor is dirty? Zhuo Jian, what are you thinking about all day long?"
Fu Yanye wiped her hands clean, put the gauze on again and pressed the needle hole, and asked her angrily.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and felt that the area between her lips and nose was particularly hot.
But what could she think about?
Apart from work and children, she only missed him.
And recently, she couldn't even concentrate on her children and work. He was thousands of miles away from her every day and made her uneasy.
"Why on earth did you hold a wedding with me?"
Zhuo Jian's nose felt sore. She couldn't hide her tears anyway, so she stopped holding back and asked him directly.
Fu Yanye raised his eyes and looked at her, "Am I doing it for my children as people say?"
"Or I shouldn't come back at all."
At this moment, she suddenly regretted it.
It's really so easy for couples to have disagreements.
Zhuo Jian lowered his head and lifted the quilt.
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going back. I won't come back to disturb you for a while."
Before Zhuo Jian's feet even touched the ground, his wrists were firmly grasped, and then he was pressed onto the bed.
Fu Yanye stared at her with dark eyes, "Say what you just said to me again."
"I want to go back, Fu Yanye, I never want to see you again."
As soon as she finished speaking, she burst into tears.
Only then did she realize that she was still so naive.
I couldn't even control my tears.
She actually missed the deep affection she had with him. She actually loved being in his arms and listening to his heartbeat.
They were once very happy.
"Don't ever see me again? Are you willing?"
Fu Yanye looked into her crystal eyes, which were filled with broken diamonds.
"I'll... um."
Her mouth was suddenly bitten hard, and she closed her eyes tightly in pain.
Two lines of tears fell directly from the corners of my eyes, crisp and clear.
Fu Yanye's thin lips wrapped around hers and sucked hard.
"You're not allowed to go anywhere today, you hear me?"
Fu Yanye kissed her several times until she no longer resisted, let go of her, and ordered her.
Zhuo Jian didn't move, but stubbornly turned her head not to look at him.
Fu Yanye got up, moved her legs back to the bed, and covered her with a quilt.