The rope from last night suddenly popped into Zhuo Jian's mind and she immediately refuted him.
"Well, it was originally meant for you, but in the end it was used on myself. Baby, no matter how you look at it, I should have eaten you down to nothing but bones and dregs now, right, my little sweet wife? Hmm?"
Fu Yanye provoked.
"Fu Yanye, please don't mess around, we..."
"What are we?"
"We are not divorced yet."
The words "divorced" stopped on her lips. After changing to this sentence, she really started to cry angrily, especially delicately.
She was really mad at herself.
I originally thought that I helped him last night and taught him a lesson, but why did I forget that this man will settle the score after the fall?
Fu Yanye saw her crying delicately, with fire in his black eyes that wanted to eat her.
But in the end, he just kissed her skin lightly and murmured: "It would be nice to know that we are not divorced yet. It is our husband and wife's duty to be together now."
Zhuo Jian thought to herself, the obligations of husband and wife are nothing.
But she couldn't open his eyes, so she could only continue to pretend to be cowardly, crying and scolding him: "Fu Yanye, you are a liar."
"fraud?"
"Isn't it? You said we were divorced."
Zhuo Jian reminded him with a choked voice.
"Nothing I did could make you give me sleeping pills and tie me up all night."
Fu Yanye seemed to be talking about a very common thing, kissing her neck while talking.
Zhuo Jian was stunned when he heard this. He actually knew it was a sleeping pill?
In fact, sleeping pills were not originally prepared for him, but she was really angry with him last night. Thinking that she kept telling him about their divorce every day, but it turned out to be a fake divorce, she became impulsive.
"It's obviously your fault first, Fu Yanye, don't kiss me."
She mumbled and resisted, her voice unclear.
"It's not like you couldn't be stimulated when you were pregnant with that brat, otherwise I would agree to divorce you just because you shed a few tears? It's impossible to lie."
Fu Yanye was so upset by her crying that he reminded her of this fact in an annoyed manner.
Zhuo Jian suddenly stopped struggling and just continued to sob delicately.
Fu Yanye kissed her for a while and felt that her heart was trembling. He couldn't help but raise his eyes and looked at her unwillingly: "Why are you still crying? You don't like me?"
Zhuo Jian was speechless for a long time, he clearly knew why she wanted a divorce.
But now is not the time to be reasonable.
She said: "It's all my fault."
"Of course it's your fault, you should be beaten first."
"Ah, no."
As he spoke, he turned over her. Zhuo Jian was so frightened that she immediately covered her waist, and her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
"No? You've done so many wrong things, why don't you just say you don't want to?"
Fu Yanye knew that he drank too much last night, otherwise he would not dare to make trouble with her like that.
Later, he was so carried away by her sudden tenderness that he listened to her in everything. What was the result?
Fu Yanye suppressed her, wrapped the quilt around the two of them, and threatened in his ears: "You want to murder your husband, don't you? Chengcheng doesn't want it anymore?"
"Chengcheng? Just two sleeping pills. Don't threaten me with Chengcheng."
When she heard that Chengcheng might not belong to her, she immediately panicked.
Fu Yanye saw that she was really nervous and couldn't do anything.
In fact, he clearly saw it when he went to the kitchen to look for her last night, but at that time, he had completely lost the ability to judge.
"Why are you giving me sleeping pills?"
Fu Yanye asked her again, stroking her smooth waist with his hands.
"You said the divorce was fake, and I was angry."
Zhuo Jian lay on the bed, completely losing his temper.