Zhuo Jian shed tears of fear, pushed his chest away and retreated to the edge of the bed.
Fu Yanye came closer and said, "It's about to fall."
Zhuo Jian could no longer retreat, so she grabbed his strong arm and said, "Don't come over."
"You are about to fall, what should you do if you hit the baby?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously tightened her body and did not dare to move.
Fu Yanye grabbed her wrists with both hands, pushed her in with skillful force, and soon dragged her into his arms again.
Zhuo Jian stubbornly refused to stick to him, and stared at him with tearful eyes, "What on earth are you going to do?"
"I'll show you what sadism is."
Fu Yanye hugged her and leaned against the bed, letting her be in his arms. He turned around and took the phone.
Du Niang searched for the word sadism, and the top one was sadomasochism. Zhuo Jian only read a few lines and slid down quietly, trying to escape from his arms.
Sadism, also known as sadism or sexual sadism, refers to the desire to gain satisfaction by causing pain or humiliation to the opposite sex or a spouse...
Sex, change, too.
hehe!
Zhuo Jian was so frightened that his whole body went numb.
Fu Yanye also frowned and couldn't help but wonder, what the hell?
"Fu Yanye."
Her voice was hoarse and weak.
"Um?"
Fu Yanye looked down at her and narrowed his eyes when he saw her paralyzed with fear.
"I am afraid."
Her trembling, weak voice.
"..."
Fu Yanye suddenly felt a very bad feeling. He threw away the phone and directly put his hands under her armpits, lifted her up and pressed her under his body, "What are you afraid of?"
"Not only do you have mysophobia, you also have sadism."
After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he felt a gust of wind blowing blood from his hair.
That kind of cold, biting.
Zhuo Jian's eyes were red, and she looked delicate and frightened.
Fu Yanye felt as if he was stabbed in the heart, and then whispered: "I don't have such symptoms."
"But you always like to leave marks on me."
Her voice became weaker and weaker.
At this time, it seemed that all the messy problems were no longer a problem. What mattered was that he was sick.
Fu Yanye pressed the tip of her tongue against her back teeth, trying hard not to hit her.
Why did he leave two tooth marks on his wife?
Is he the only man in the world who can do this?
He doesn't believe it!
Damn bitch.
Fu Yanye cursed fiercely in his heart.
He originally wanted to use that to prove his innocence, but in the end...
Zhuo Jian shrank in front of him and whispered: "I want to go back to my old house."
"Um?"
"I'm afraid the baby is in danger."
Her voice became lower and lower.
If they weren't alone in the room, and they were so close together, he wouldn't have been able to hear what she said.
"Zhuo Jian, if you look like this again, I promise to leave traces on every inch of your skin. Do you believe it?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian's two tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and wetted the sheets.
Now I am more sure that he is sick.
"I'm going to make dinner. You stay here and don't run around. You know, you can't run out, but if I catch you running..."
Since she believes that he has sadism, he doesn't mind threatening her again.
Zhuo Jian looked at him with tearful eyes, pitiful and did not dare to say another word.