What kind of aunt is still here for seven days?

Fu Yanye lowered his head to look at her. Seeing how dull she was, he sighed helplessly, then continued to carry her inside.

"Open the door."

When he arrived at the door, Fu Yanye reminded him.

Zhuo Jian hid her face in his chest and stubbornly hid her hands under her armpits, refusing to do as he was told.

Fu Yanye smiled, put her down directly, and then pressed the password himself.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

How could she forget? He knows the password.

It's so annoying that she still has to open it after knowing the password.

"I will change my password tomorrow."

Zhuo Jian muttered when she saw him opening the door.

Fu Yanye glanced at her, smiled, and wanted to hold her hand, but she quickly avoided her and he held her wrist.

But it's all the same to him. Anyway, when he really wants to take her, he won't care about her.

"Go take a shower first, and then go to bed."

"Hey, Fu Yanye, who let you in?"

"So what? Widowed?"

"you......"

When we first met today, as soon as she pushed him, he mentioned being widowed.

It's absolutely, absolutely amazing.

She was very upset, but there was nothing she could do.

"You are not allowed to go in. You should go back to your own place. I have not disinfected this place."

"Do you believe that I will disinfect you now?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian's face turned red with anger and he did not dare to refute.

"I think you just need to be pumped."

Fu Yanye raised his hand and hooked it around her neck, leading her inside.

Zhuo Jian felt like a pitiful little animal. Why was he allowed to go where he wanted so easily?

But for Zhuo Jian, the most worrying thing this night was yet to come.

When she came out of the shower, she saw him lying on her bed.

When did you become so shameless?

Apparently I would sleep on the sofa by myself a while ago.

Zhuo Jian usually only had her and her child on this bed, but suddenly a huge figure appeared on the bed. He walked over and muttered: "Is this my place?"

"Yeah. I know."

"Do you know you're still here?"

"Your place is cleaner."

"You think your daughter is dirty?"

Finally, I found a question that I could ask him in turn.

Fu Yanye sighed, "Your patience is about to run out, come up."

"I won't. You go out and sleep on the sofa."

"I will get a fever if I sleep on the sofa. Are you sure you want me to sleep on the sofa?"

"..."

"Come up quickly."

He moved further in, making room for her again.

Zhuo Jian looked at him, then at the place where he had just lay, losing the ability to get on the bed.

"The air conditioner was turned on just now. It's a little cold in here. I just warmed you up."

"..."

What the hell?

"Come up quickly, it will get cold again later."

Fu Yanye was a little angry.

Zhuo Jian knelt down on one leg and continued to stare at her.

Fu Yanye laughed angrily, threw the phone in, and grabbed her directly, protecting her from being thrown and holding her in his arms. Zhuo Jian hadn't recovered yet, only hearing a low threat in her ears.

Voice: "Or do you want to sleep on me all night?"

They are really an old married couple.

Even though he lost his memory, it took her a long time to get him back.

And this time after she got him back from abroad, he had actually been very restrained and polite, and he really had never been so horny again.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look up at him, trying to see something in his eyes.

But from his shrewd eyes, she could see nothing.

She just asked in a weak, hoarse voice: "You really didn't remember?"

"I can't remember it at all. When your aunt leaves, I'll probably remember it if I do it again."
Chapter completed!