Zhuo Jian scolded him with eyes: "Fu Yanye, you bastard."

She didn't read it out, not wanting to quarrel with him anymore, all her anger was on her teeth, biting his shoulder hard.

He was wearing a white shirt, and even her saliva was on it. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to see clearly.

He watched her actions in the mirror and saw the mist on her eyelashes.

Zhuo Jian was unwilling to let go until her teeth were tired.

"Have you bitten enough?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

Zhuo Jian did not raise his head, only looking at his nose and heart.

Fu Yanye came out of the bathroom with her in his arms, put her gently on the bed, and sat down beside the bed: "Don't let me find out that your hair is one millimeter shorter, otherwise..."

As soon as he said otherwise, Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and looked directly at him.

Yes, the eyes protest.

She hates his threats.

Fu Yanye stopped when he saw her eyes and quickly raised his hand to touch her hair, "I like it, okay?"

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Suddenly tactful?

"Do you want me to stay if you like me? Then I want you to trust me completely, can you do it?"

"I'll try."

Faced with her stubborn question, he thought for a moment and responded patiently.

The word "effort" actually doesn't make people satisfied.

Zhuo Jian slowly lay down and turned her back to him.

Some things are useless no matter how much you say.

In fact, guarantees are useless.

Only when that time comes will everything fall into place.

The moment it is implemented, you can see clearly what is true and what is false, what is false and what is false.

Zhong Mai later sent her a message: "You didn't see how green Miss Liang's face was when she left." There was a big heart behind it.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but laugh after seeing it.

She knew that Zhang Mingliang and Zhong Mai were both on her side, and she felt somewhat comforted.

After Fu Yanye took a shower, he made a phone call with Chengcheng and then went to bed.

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, and Fu Yanye also looked at her and asked her if she had any questions.

Zhuo Jian said nothing and continued to turn her back to him.

But Fu Yanye suddenly came over and put his hand on her bulging belly.

Zhuo Jian immediately grabbed his wrist and took it away.

Fu Yanye put it on again.

This was repeated twice, and the third time Fu Yanye hugged her and said, "I am trying to build a good relationship with my daughter."

"..."

Zhuo Jian was speechless. She tried to break it off twice but failed, so she changed her position and lay down.

As a result, it was easier for him to hold it.

In fact, he moved forward a little and hugged her.

"I feel cold in my stomach."

Zhuo Jian blinked and said simply.

"Um?"

When Fu Yanye heard her words, he narrowed his eyes nervously.

"Can you go get me a cup of hot water?"

Zhuo Jian asked again.

"Wait."

Fu Yanye didn't dare to delay.

Zhuo Jian lay on the bed and watched him pour the hot water. After taking a sip, she gave it back to him: "I'll drink it later. I also want to eat some hot food."

"Um?"

Fu Yanye stood by the bed, a little unsure of what she said.

"Your daughter, she eats a lot lately, so I get hungry quickly."

Zhuo Jian explained.

Fu Yanye looked at the belly she was touching and smiled, "Wait."

He went to cook noodles, noodles in clear soup, and sprinkled some chopped green onion on top.
Chapter completed!