"If I want to kiss you, do I need other people's permission?"
Fu Yanye asked her, lowered his eyes to look at the ring in her hand, took it in his hand and touched it, and couldn't help but lower his head and kiss it.
Zhuo Jian felt his breath on her neck and whispered: "I really suspect that you are a germaphobe, why would you kiss a ring so dirty?"
After hearing this, Fu Yanye raised his eyes to look at her, then he sat up with her in his arms, and while untying her necklace, he said to her: "Anyway, I don't have any mysophobia for anything on your body."
Zhuo Jian didn't know whether to be happy or happy, she just held up her hair and asked him to take off the necklace.
Fu Yanye looked at the ring hanging on the necklace, and finally felt better. He looked at her again and said, "Stretch out your hands."
Zhuo Jian reflexively stretched out his hands, and his clean palms were filled with powder. He knew he was healthy at first glance.
Fu Yanye moved the necklace to one side, and the ring slowly fell into her palm along with the force.
It felt different from the previous time when he returned the ring at the airport.
At that time, it felt like a narrow escape from death.
But now, it turns out to be a sense of belonging.
She looked up at him after looking at the ring, "What are you giving it to me for? Don't you want to put it back on?"
"I said, it's only okay if you wear it for me."
Fu Yanye put his hand in front of her.
He felt that his greatest wish for her in his life was for her to help him wear the ring.
If she puts this ring on him personally, things will be different between them.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, hoping she wouldn't hesitate.
Zhuo Jian looked down at his hand, which was still so slender and beautiful, making her want to lick it.
"Then do you know why I didn't help you put it on before?"
Zhuo Jian asked him.
"You don't want to be responsible for me."
Fu Yanye gave an answer simply and neatly.
Zhuo Jian was stunned, then immediately retorted, "No, I'm afraid you will regret it."
"Then you are overthinking. I never regret anything I do. Keep the ring."
Fu Yanye said that he did not forget to order her in the end.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"Hurry up and put it on for me. I have other things to talk to you about."
Fu Yanye saw that she was reluctant to move and kept staring at him so hard that the hairs on his body stood up, so he couldn't help but urge her again.
Zhuo Jian glanced at him again, a little unhappy, and then looked down at his slender hand and his ring finger with distinct joints.
Unexpectedly, in the end, the result was still like this.
Some things cannot be avoided after all.
However, after being tortured by him for so long, Zhuo Jian felt that he could delay it for a while longer.
Fu Yanye stared at her and reminded: "Zhuo Jian."
Zhuo Jian raised his eyebrows pretending to be cold, pinched his fingers with two hands and touched them, then looked down on him and said, "It's not like you don't have hands yourself, why do you need me to give them to you?"
Wear."
"Zhuo Jian, believe it or not, I can make you cry while keeping that kid safe and sound in your belly."
"..."
"You know what I mean, huh?"
His eyes swept over her body.
Zhuo Jian froze, of course she knew what he meant.
He has a lot of skills in tormenting people, but he probably doesn't know what it means to put a ring on him personally this time.
She squeezed his hand hard, and that hand was also holding the ring, but she still looked at him seriously before putting it on, "Some things don't need to be written in black and white, but I am serious. Take it off next time,
Give it back to me, and I won’t keep it for you again.”
"Zhuo Jian."
He retracted his hand in front of her and suddenly called her name with an enigmatic smile.
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian's heart trembled, this was sudden.
"You threaten me?"
Fu Yanye looked at her with a hidden smile and asked.