"Be you."

After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he rushed forward again.

Zhuo Jian didn't even know when he took off his pants, anyway...

Later, Zhuo Jian realized that his expression was not right, and her eyes dropped. She seemed to be burned on their bare skin.

The thought of him suddenly drinking so much when they left suddenly came to her mind.

"Fu Yanye, you are sick, I will call a doctor for you."

"You are my doctor, wife."

Fu Yanye muttered.

Soon, the sofa turned into a battlefield.

Fu Yanye regained the happiness of a man.

Later, Zhuo Jian wore a skirt that was torn by him and was hugged by him on the sofa.

The phone rang in her black handbag under the sofa. Zhuo Jian reached out to get it, but he hugged her tightly and said, "It's so noisy."

"Fu Yanye, I need to go to the toilet."

Zhuo Jian called him sadly.

Only then did Fu Yanye let go. Zhuo Jian immediately got up, took her bag and ran to the toilet.

Fu Yanye narrowed his eyes, watching her figure getting further and further away, and then closed his eyes again

But besides the alcohol staining his face, there was more disappointment.

After Zhuo Jian finished the phone call, she took out the documents she had prepared in advance in the toilet, opened them, looked at them, and then turned to the door panel.

This time, will they be completely separated?

She looked at her watch again, it was already past two o'clock.

By this time, Yuan Man and Chang Xia should be gone.

The presidential suite has direct access to the roof. She thought for a moment and was about to go out when she suddenly heard a drunken voice at the door: "Honey, open the door, I want to use the toilet."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"Wife?"

Fu Yanye knocked on the door and took the trouble to call her.

Zhuo Jian felt relieved and opened the door.

Fu Yanye immediately hugged her: "Don't leave yet, we will be together later."

"..."

She almost thought he was asleep.

He is so lively and energetic now?

"You go up alone, I'll go out and wait for you."

"No, you will slip away."

"I won't run away, I still need your help with something else."

Zhuo Jian patiently talked to him.

"real?"

Fu Yanye looked at her disbelievingly.

Zhuo Jian had no choice but to look away, "You go to the bathroom, I'll wait for you inside."

Fu Yanye seemed to have some trust in his eyes, but he still put his arm around her shoulders and carried her somewhere.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

After going to the toilet, he had to wash his hands again. Zhuo Jian's patience in waiting was almost gone.

At this time, a helicopter was waiting for her and the children upstairs.

Fu Yanye suddenly held water in his hand and flicked it on her body.

Although it was warm water, Zhuo Jian was still startled, "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you always like to play with me like this when you were a kid?"

"..."

Why are you bringing up your childhood again?

All the fuss she made when she was little was on him.

Zhuo Jian wanted to avoid it, but who knew he would come again. Zhuo Jian called him angrily: "Fu Yanye, can you please stop making trouble?"

Perhaps her voice was too high, so he suddenly became quiet and looked deeply at her with drunken eyes.

Zhuo Jian was flustered and short of breath. She couldn't bear to see his humiliation and bear the burden. She lowered her head and said, "Let's talk after we get out."
Chapter completed!