The door opened and after they entered, the room was quiet.
Fu Yanye held her in his arms and turned around to close the door. He pressed her against the door panel and couldn't keep his lips away from her skin.
Zhuo Jian's neck was itching terribly, and she pushed hard from his collarbone to his neck with both hands, but his two thin lips still lit fire randomly on her neck.
"Fu Yanye."
She called him hoarsely.
Fu Yanye stopped for a moment, but still maintained that posture, panting unbearably.
"do not do that."
Her thick long eyelashes were curled up, like moving butterfly wings spread under her eyes, she panted slightly and pushed him gently.
Fu Yanye slowly moved his face away from her neck, his dark eyes clearly seeing her blushing face, ashamed, ashamed and helpless.
How could he just give up?
Her lips let out a little breath, and she was immediately pressed gently by him.
Zhuo Jian reflexively avoided, but the back of her head was held by his hand. All the movements were done in one go. He pressed her against the wall and kissed her in the way he wanted, lovingly.
Zhuo Jian felt that he was obviously the one being lifted high, but it was meaningless at all. He just couldn't escape.
Until he could hardly hold back the kiss, he stopped on his own initiative and asked her in a rich voice: "Eat first or me first?"
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian was stunned, and it took him several seconds to make a sound, but after understanding what he meant, he turned away, his voice still rustling, "Put me down first."
What to eat or eat you?
She cursed in her heart.
We are both divorced.
But she won't say these five words often anymore, because he will be irritated, and if he is irritated, he will not be as good as her.
Fu Yanye put her down reluctantly, and Zhuo Jian moved slightly towards the wall.
Fu Yanye watched her move in his arms and followed quietly.
When she reached the wall, she raised her eyes a little angrily and glared at him. That look was squeamish and tricky, but he just liked it.
He even wanted to kiss her again and tie her to the bed.
She looked angry, like an angry little rabbit.
Zhuo Jian looked inside and suddenly asked: "Is there any hot water? I want to drink hot water."
Fu Yanye stared at her intently. The restless look in her eyes made him smile unconsciously. He pressed his forehead against hers and asked softly, "Do you want to run away again?"
"..."
Unexpectedly, his thoughts were exposed, and it was hard to say anything else for the moment.
Fu Yanye smiled again and leaned into her ear: "I can control all the doors in this house, have you forgotten?"
I really forgot!
Zhuo Jian was so angry that she immediately turned her face away and tilted her head to prevent him from touching her so ambiguously.
"Baby, you haven't been back for a long time."
Facing her blushing face with embarrassment, he just held her face and made her look at him, and said this to her seriously.
Zhuo Jian watched as his facial features began to magnify infinitely in front of her face, and subconsciously raised her head: "What is that?"
"Spider, spider?"
she exclaimed.
"spider?"
He didn't respond to the first sound, and turned his head subconsciously when he heard the spider.
"Really, it's so big, ah, is it going to fall on your back?"
Zhuo Jian continued to scream.
Fu Yanye glanced over his shoulder.
Zhuo Jian instantly pushed him out and opened the door.
"Ah? It hurts."
It was obvious that the door handle was already in her hand.
But she was in his hands.
Zhuo Jian realized that it was too late when he grabbed her wrist, and her heart was on fire. She couldn't escape the feeling, as if she had been judged to be in his bed tonight.
"It seems you want to eat me first."
He told her firmly.
The two were so close that Fu Yanye didn't know what she was thinking. She was so confident in herself that she thought she could escape.
In just a second, he caught her and directly carried her up.