I don't deserve your love

Chapter 1199 She is drunk, please take pity on her

What she was not sure about was whether Fu Yanye would be so obedient.

she has no idea

"You started liking him when you were a child when you didn't understand love. How many years has it been? Why can't he work harder for your relationship when you have been tortured by him for so many years? Didn't he threaten to let you go?"

Ouyang Ping continued.

"That's a good idea."

Zhang Mingmei couldn't deny it.

Even she felt that it was unlikely that Fu Yanye could follow Zhuo Jian's wishes.

"Of course it's an idea, and it's the best idea at the moment. You have to be firm, or you won't be able to do it."

Ouyang Ping is the most determined one here at the moment, she must first make sure that Zhuo Jian can do this.

"..."

Zhuo Jian smiled wryly.

But compared to everything being under his control now, this is indeed the best way.

Zhuo Jian even thought that she might have the opportunity to live alone.

Thinking of this, thinking that she could breathe freely and live a comfortable life, she suddenly felt that she had to carry out this proposal.

After drinking two more glasses, Zhuo Jian put down the glass, "Call Fu Yanye for me later."

"Are you still on the phone? In the private room next door, he and Su Bai are drinking."

Zhang Mingmei reminded her.

Ouyang Ping smiled, "Now I'm sure you have 80.00% chance of persuading him."

"100%."

Once you decide to do it, you have to make a name for it.

Zhuo Jian poured another glass of wine while speaking.

Ouyang Ping and Zhang Mingmei looked at each other, Zhuo Jian who was so confident and radiant was the Zhuo Jian they knew.

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Zhang Mingmei was afraid that she would not be able to grasp the level of alcohol, after all, she was not a good drinker.

And then she was laying on the table with a red face and giggling, looking at Zhang Mingmei, her voice was already hoarse, "Go to him and lie to him that I'm drunk."

"Hehe, you're like this, aren't you drunk?"

Zhang Mingmei thought to herself, still need to lie?

Visible sin.

Ouyang Ping could drink well, she continued to sip her wine and looked at Zhuo Jian, she thought, Zhuo Jian would not disappoint her.

Zhuo Jian was a very determined person since she was a child.

If you love something, you will always love it, if you like someone, you will always love it.

When Fu Yanye pushed the door open, he turned and looked in, and Ouyang Ping also raised his eyes, "Oh, Mr. Fu is here, so I'll take my leave first."

Fu Yanye looked at her with a smile in his phoenix eyes, "You made her drink so much?"

"What can I do if she wants to get drunk? Mr. Fu still thinks that we, Ajian, don't even have the qualifications to get drunk."

Ouyang Ping questioned him.

"Oh, why do you talk so much, let's go."

Zhuo Jian stood up suddenly, and when she was driving Ouyang Ping away, her feet became unsteady and she was about to fall to the ground.

Fu Yanye found out quickly, and immediately reached out to catch her, "Be careful."

Zhuo Jian hugged him instantly, then smirked, "Hey, it's Fu Yanye."

The fun has begun.

Ouyang Ping stared at Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye, then withdrew instantly.

"How much did you drink?"

Fu Yanye asked, seeing her drunken eyes blurred and turning to look at Ouyang Ping, but seeing that Ouyang Ping had already left, she sighed helplessly and continued to look at her.

"Fu Yanye, why are you so haunted?"

She asked, and then lied weakly on his chest.

Fu Yanye looked down, only to feel that his chest was sore.

"Drink so much and dare to say that my ghost is still there? If I don't follow you, who will take you away?"

"Zhuang Mingli, he's so handsome."

She suddenly said to him with a silly smile.

Fu Yanye's expression changed instantly, "Say it again?"

"Fu Yanye, you idiot, I hate you to death, woo woo."

Unexpectedly, she suddenly lay in his arms and sobbed aggrievedly.

Fu Yanye couldn't figure it out, but just stared at her with a frown.

"You let me not even have a place of my own except yours, and you still say you can't let me go, and you still say you love me."

Her voice became more and more unclear, crying like a little fool.

"I'll take you home first."

Fu Yanye said to her with a wrenching heart.

"No, I don't want to go home, that's not my home, that's the prison you gave me."

She shook her head and began to struggle.

Fu Yanye was afraid that she would fall, so he didn't dare to let go of her, "Then what do you want from me?"

how?

Zhuo Jian burst into tears suddenly, and looked at the black leather sofa inside, "That's right there."

Fu Yanye looked up at the sofa, and sighed helplessly, "Okay, there it is."

He picked her up and took her to sit on the sofa.

Zhuo Jian was on his lap, hugging his sobbing snot and tears, and wanted to wipe him. He looked at the tissue on the high table next to him for a moment, and took one to cover her face.

"Wow, do you want to suffocate me?"

She struggled away, then looked at him with teary eyes, quickly struggled away from his arms, and rode on his lap.

Fu Yanye: "..."

She still had a tissue on her face, which looked a little funny.

but……

Fu Yanye raised his hand and gently removed the tissue from her face.

Zhuo Jian struggled again, then pushed back and forth by herself, and soon there was only a little stain on her eyelashes left on her face.

"This brand of tissues is terrible."

He was already leaning back on the back of the sofa, making complaints when he removed the little tissue for her.

Zhuo Jian suddenly held his face, kissed him hard on the mouth, and tried to pry his mouth open.

Fu Yanye's brain was a little short of oxygen, the kiss came too suddenly.

and……

But I can't take care of it anymore, she is aggressive and too gentle, there is no way to deal with it.

Fu Yanye supported her with both hands, and wanted to fall down while holding her.

Unexpectedly, he was pushed down on the sofa.

"Fu Yanye, can you give me some alone space?"

She gnawed on his mouth and spoke occasionally.

"You have your own space."

He said.

"I don't, you're all blocked. I rent a house and you destroy it, and I rent another house and you destroy it. I live with Sister Zhong Mai and you don't go to me. You want to be with me all the time. together?"

Zhuo Jian sat up suddenly, on his waist, dancing while talking.

Fu Yanye looked up at her. Under the silver light, she looked a little funny like that, which made him feel distressed.

However, he did want to be with her.

She threw herself into his arms again, "You broke my heart, and then you said that if you want to get back together, I have to get back together with you?"

She touched his neck, stared at his Adam's apple, and suddenly bit down on him.

Fu Yanye couldn't breathe well, and he put all his strength on her slender waist.

Zhuo Jian gnawed on his neck again, muttering while gnawing, "I'm going to leave a lot of strawberry marks on your neck too, I think you're embarrassed to go to work."

She was childish, and all of a sudden, Fu Yanye felt that her body was so stiff that she was going crazy.

"Do you want to get back together?"

She raised her head suddenly again, looking at him with blurred eyes.

"Yes."

"You're not, you don't look like you're getting back together at all, you're still so strong, and you still like to misunderstand me so much."

Her voice was soft and stubborn, but also full of drunkenness.

"Then what do you want from me?"

He held her waist with both hands, and her waist was unbelievably soft.

"I want I want……"

She suddenly raised her head and looked at the roof stupidly.