Fu Yanye's alcohol-smelling breath touched her ear. His hands passed through her slim waist, he held her and whispered in her ear: "Why isn't it better yet?"
Zhuo Jian chuckled and turned to look at him: "Almost."
"Shall we sleep on the couch tonight?"
Fu Yanye asked her childishly, looking a little dissatisfied with the sofa.
"Well, it would be bad if I woke up my son."
Zhuo Jian agreed. After stirring the special honey water, she placed the beautiful spoon on the plate on one side, then picked up the cup and turned around: "Here."
"You feed me? Then sleep on the sofa with me."
Fu Yanye stared at her with his dark eyes, his thoughts still undisguised.
Zhuo Jian nodded, then raised the water glass to his lips: "Open your mouth."
Fu Yanye obediently opened her mouth and drank the honey water she made by herself. Zhuo Jian smiled and said, "How obedient."
"Call husband."
Fu Yanye pinched her small waist and said.
"husband."
Zhuo Jian hugged his neck and called him obediently.
"You are also very good, give me a kiss."
After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her again and again, and then he was so in love that he couldn't bear to leave.
Then Zhuo Jian was picked up by him, and her small thin legs climbed on his strong waist habitually. She let him kiss her and murmured: "Go to the sofa."
"Um."
Fu Yanye agreed, then hugged her and walked towards the sofa with her long legs.
He thought that this woman was probably scared out of her mind.
In fact, he was just scaring her.
He's not that perverted yet.
only......
This effect is enough.
Fu Yanye lay down on the sofa, and Zhuo Jian lay in his arms, looking at the lights on the roof and waiting quietly.
Fu Yanye moved his hands around her body for a while and whispered: "Why have you lost so much weight again?"
"Really?"
Zhuo Jian asked him back.
"Well, it's all bones."
Fu Yanye muttered unhappily, and then his body slowly bent.
Zhuo Jian looked down at him in front of her, raised her hand and gently held his hair, whispering: "Husband."
Fu Yanye felt that he was really drunk and couldn't help but kiss her lips hard as a reward: "Be good."
"Lie down and don't move, I'll do it."
Zhuo Jian suddenly pressed down on his shoulders, preventing him from moving any further.
Fu Yanye stared at her with his deep black eyes, and after a while he slowly lay down.
Zhuo Jian lay on top of him, kissed his lips gently, again and again, and asked him: "Do you like it? I kiss you like this."
"like."
More than just like it.
He felt like he was going to love it to death.
Zhuo Jian kissed his two thin lips. Just when he wanted to kiss him deeper, he left again and kissed his neck.
Fu Yanye suddenly felt a little dizzy.
I don't know if it's because of the immortality or something.
He thought that he was probably too happy.
That's why it feels like a dream.
Zhuo Jian raised his hand to unbutton his shirt, slowly and slowly. Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and looked into her charming eyes, and immediately felt that he was doomed.
"Husband? Husband?"
"Um?"
"Wake up, Fu Yanye, Fu Yanye?"
Zhuo Jian patted his face gently to confirm that he had finally fallen asleep, then slowly straightened up, sat on him and looked down at him.
How dare you use a rope to scare her, and how dare you get a fake divorce certificate, it's really...
Zhuo Jian thought about what he had done these days, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Soon after, he turned his head and quickly looked at the convenience bag on the ground at the door of the bedroom.
——
After struggling for most of the night, when she returned to the room, she fell asleep.