I don't deserve your love

Chapter 1358

Zhuo Jian was a little worried, worried that he would be unhappy, and then he would become dark.

She was afraid that she would not be able to eat and walk around.

She has seen what he looks like when he is fierce.

When he came back from the bathroom, he only said lightly: "Go to sleep."

All she had on was a towel.

In the past, he would have dreamed a lot, but this time he didn't even look at her more, and thoughtfully helped her find a set of conservative pajamas.

Zhuo Jian was always a little nervous because he was actually sleeping next to her.

Two people are in a quilt, although their backs are facing each other.

And soon...

Her slender waist was bound tightly.

Fu Yanye hugged her from behind and pressed her against the back of her neck.

She didn't speak any words, her whole body was tense, but the people behind her just hugged her silently.

He also wore a complete set of pajamas today, and hers were couple styles.

It took several seconds for the two of them to feel each other's body temperature through two sets of pajamas.

Zhuo Jian's heartbeat kept climbing up, and Fu Yanye felt her nervousness, and the strength of holding her tightened again.

Zhuo Jian pinched the corner of the quilt cautiously, and after a few seconds, her waist suddenly loosened.

The people behind turned their backs to her again...

Later, she fell into a drowsy sleep, feeling her waist tightened again.

There was a very familiar feeling that made her fall into a dream very quickly.

-

the next morning.

Reese held a blood-stained dagger and a piece of white cloth, and while slowly wiping the blood on the dagger, he said softly, "Baby, don't blame me."

"No."

She lowered her head and saw the person lying on the clean floor, with blood overflowing from her heart, covering a large red area on the floor, she panicked and kept shouting: "Why? Why? You save him , help him..."

"Game over."

He smiled and said softly, using standard English.

"Help, help... ah..."

Zhuo Jian crawled up, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

Panting heavily, she tried to look around her.

There was no one else on the bed but her.

She suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart, she threw off the quilt and ran towards the door.

"Zhuo Jian."

"..."

Zhuo Jian stopped at the door and turned to look in the direction of the bathroom.

"where are you going?"

Fu Yanye looked at her pale face and asked with a frown.

However, Zhuo Jian could finally let go of the heart that had reached her throat, but her legs softened, and she squatted on the ground along the base of the wall.

She tried to look at him, although she couldn't see clearly, she knew it was him.

Her tears were still falling one by one.

Just a dream.

scared her to death.

She pressed her heart hard, breathing hard.

Fu Yanye walked over, squatted in front of her with his trousers in his hands, pinched her chin with his slender and sexy fingers and lifted it up: "Where are you going?"

"Looking for you."

Her voice was weak.

Fu Yanye looked at her, seeing how nervous she was, looking for him?

He thought it was funny, did she think he was as easy to cheat as she was?

But when he looked down and saw her bare feet, he still let go of her chin, picked her up from the ground, and told her as he walked towards the bed: "Remember, in the future, no matter what, you can't walk without shoes. "

"..."

Zhuo simply stared at him.

Can't walk without shoes?

She was afraid that he would die, and she would die in a hurry. How could she still bother to look for shoes?

Fu Yanye put her on the bed and asked her, "Want to get up?"

Zhuo Jian nodded dumbly, but still couldn't help but look at him.

He looks fine, all right.

It's fine.

Zhuo Jian rejoiced in her heart, fortunately it was just a dream.

Why would Rhys say it was just a game?

Zhuo Jian hugged her knees and curled up on the bed.

Fu Yanye was sitting next to her, and he was not happy, not happy about her rejection, missing another person, and what she just...

The moment he saw her running out, his heart almost burst out.

Fortunately, she stopped.

Fu Yanye raised his hand and caressed her warm hair, "Jian Jian, don't think about leaving anymore, okay?"

leave?

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, and told him in a hoarse voice: "I don't want to leave."

"Then what are you running for?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

He still ran barefoot, and his hair fluttered when he ran.

Her hair is so short now...

Zhuo Jian thought for a while, then hugged herself again and fell silent.

She wasn't quite sure whether to let him know that she had a bad dream.

"Breakfast is almost ready, let's go wash up, huh?"

Fu Yanye didn't want to force her to say anything, but just reminded her softly.

Zhuo Jian nodded and agreed: "Yes."

-

After breakfast, Fu Yanye went to the office, but he didn't have the energy to do anything. After a while, he picked up his mobile phone and called Wang Rui: "Keep an eye on her."

"Ma'am? She hasn't gone out today."

Wang Rui always felt that Fu Yanye's tone should not be referring to Zhuo Jian.

"Didn't go out? What is she doing?"

Fu Yanye asked suspiciously, and then opened the laptop specially used to monitor the home.

"I heard from Yuan Man that Madam has been in the study all this time."

Wang Rui returned to him.

Sure enough, Fu Yanye found her in the study. She was hugging her legs in the chair, but her eyes were fixed on the computer, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Got it, she's going out, remember to follow her closely."

"Yes."

Wang Rui hung up the phone, looked at the phone suspiciously, and wondered what happened again?

Before Fu Yanye put down his phone, Wu Fei knocked on the door.

"Boss, Mr. Feng is here."

"Which President Feng?"

Fu Yanye asked unhappily.

"It's your brother-in-law."

Feng Ying went in beside Wu Fei, raised his hand with Wu Fei and closed the door.

Wu Fei went to help pour tea, and Feng Ying sat on the sofa by himself, looking at the sullen man: "What's the matter? Young Mistress Fu made Boss Fu unhappy again?"

"You are so yin and yang, Jian Qian took it?"

"..."

Feng Ying was even more unhappy when he heard this, sighed, and said after a while: "She said that as long as your wife doesn't recover her memory, she won't have any plans to get married."

"Hmph, Zhuo Jian didn't hurt her in vain."

Fu Yanye said lightly.

In fact, he didn't care about Jian Qian's actions at all.

He didn't like Jian Qian in his heart.

But his wife liked it.

So he can only admit it.

"Does your wife have no memory of the past?"

"Ah."

Fu Yanye agreed and wanted to work, but when he opened the file, he found that he couldn't read anything, so he closed it again and glanced at Feng Ying: "There is a badminton court next to it, let's play a game?"

"what?"

Feng Ying doesn't like this sport very much.

but……

With the mentality of being indebted, he changed clothes with Fu Yanye and went to play badminton.

result……

It feels like being targeted.

In less than an hour, I was sweating and my arm was swollen and painful.

-

Zhuo Jian went out in the afternoon and went shopping with Jian Qian.

Jian Qian said, "Sister, let me give you a present."

Zhuo Jian glanced at the wallet in Jian Qian's hand, and said with a smile, "I don't even have cash, what do I do with the wallet?"

"You can put the certificate."

Jian Qian reminded her.

"nor."

When it comes to documents, Zhuo Jian feels sad.

"It must be with my brother-in-law. He should keep all the valuables in your house."

Jian Qian returned to her while looking at the material of the wallet.

"for……"

Zhuo Jian was about to ask her why when suddenly the phone rang.