But with the person on his shoulders and her legs tied by him, she waved her hands a little.
"Does your butt deserve a spanking?"
Then I really hit it.
Zhuo Jian stopped moving immediately until he threw him onto their big, soft bed. Zhuo Jian got up almost immediately and wanted to escape from the bed.
Fu Yanye grabbed her two thin legs and dragged her back, and quickly pressed on her.
"Fu Yanye, is there something wrong with your memory?"
She was so nervous and scared that her voice became thinner.
"Um?"
Fu Yanye responded while tugging on her dress.
"Why else would you always forget about our divorce?"
She really wanted to cry. It was really not like this. She was still so entangled after a divorce.
Fu Yanye listened to the movements of his hands for two seconds, and then came to her eyes: "Aren't you going to eat after the divorce?"
"..."
What does this have to do with eating?
Zhuo Jian pushed him hard and grabbed his hand, but many times, her hand hurt, and he still did whatever he wanted.
He suddenly stopped at the critical moment. Zhuo Jian thought he was weak, but...
"wait a minutes!"
He held her hand with one hand and tilted his upper body towards the bedside table. Soon, she saw him take out a security product from it.
"Fu Yanye, please stop making trouble."
Zhuo Jian panicked.
"Be good, you can't get pregnant again so soon."
Fu Yanye gently comforted her while unpacking it.
Getting pregnant again so soon?
What are you pregnant with?
Suddenly, his remorseful look since she got pregnant appeared in her mind, as well as the look of hatred in his eyes towards his son. When she realized this, she did not forget to run away.
Fu Yanye felt that he might be too excited, otherwise the package could not be opened for a long time. He was so angry that he wanted to throw it away and replace it, but...
Zhuo Jian relaxed his hands and used brute force to push him out.
When Fu Yanye was pushed away, he saw Zhuo Jian jumping out of bed and running out without even bothering to put on his shoes.
She really wanted to escape.
This late at night, he had already brought her.
This woman is really too naive.
Zhuo Jian was caught by him again before he could run to the door. Fu Yanye was angry and funny. He hugged her from behind and whispered in her ear: "It must be like this? It seems like I am
I'm forcing you."
"That's what it is."
Zhuo Jian completely ignored her dignity and shed squeamish tears in protest.
"But you are mine."
"I'm not yours."
She became even more angry.
"no?"
"no!"
Zhuo Jian stubbornly protested to him.
But his hand was suddenly pinched and his finger was bitten hard.
It hurt so much that she couldn't shake it off. She groaned in pain and yelled at him again: "Fu Yanye."
"Are you mine?"
He continued to ask.
"You, you do this every time."
"What kind?"
"Words and deeds force confessions."
Zhuo Jian groaned in pain and shed tears, but her words were not weak at all.
After hearing this, Fu Yanye couldn't help but laugh again, and gradually tightened her in his arms. He felt that this moment was extremely precious.