I don't deserve your love

Chapter 1169 Fu Yanye Possessed?

After Zhuang Mingli washed and changed, he answered the phone. When he went downstairs, he saw Zhuo Jian sitting there, also talking on the phone, so he walked lightly and didn't disturb her.

"How are you doing?"

"Fortunately."

She didn't answer the old lady's call, and Ouyang Ping called her again shortly after hanging up.

"It's okay if I don't want to listen, do you want me to fly back now?"

"It's okay, the treatment was timely, so my life was saved."

Zhuo Jian said softly indifferently.

"I almost scared Jian Jian to death. I will go back as soon as possible. As long as Fu Yanye finds out that person, I will definitely let that person sit out of prison."

Ouyang Ping controlled her excited voice on the phone.

This New Year, even Ouyang Ping suddenly received an urgent mission to go on a business trip.

But when she was on a business trip, Zhuo Jian almost lost her life.

"By the way, where are you now?"

Ouyang Ping asked again.

"Here, we lead the family."

"What leader?"

"Zhuang Mingli's mother, Yin Ling."

"Oh, she, sometimes I think, Zhuang Mingli is so caring to you, get along with him, at least he won't bully you pervertedly like Fu Yanye."

"I can't be here for long either, I'll be looking for a house again soon."

"What else are you going to look for? Finding Fu Yanye to pick one up is not enough to waste time. Yin Ling doesn't... come right away, I have to go out now, take care of yourself, think twice before doing anything, and talk later. "

Ouyang Ping was called suddenly, so she had to hang up the phone.

Zhuo Jian saw Zhuang Mingli standing beside him in a blink of an eye, and before he could speak, Zhuang Mingli put his hands behind his back and looked at her with a somewhat disappointed look, so that she didn't know what to say.

"Are you so afraid of being alone with me?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at him, but Fu Yanye's face soon appeared in his mind.

She had just returned to the city that year, and he seemed to be talking to her in the same way.

"My mother's place is still safe now, so you can live here first. If you find it inconvenient, I'll find another house for you."

Zhuang Mingli sat next to her and talked to her.

"You've done enough."

"I'm not trying to be a good person, what if I move you?"

"Moving is not the same as falling in love."

Zhuo Jian reminded patiently.

"Then I can't control it, I haven't even got it yet."

It doesn't matter if it's emotion or love.

When you get it, you know what you want.

Zhuang Mingli didn't want to go that far, and couldn't help but look at her again, she was so haggard, he couldn't help raising his hand to touch her forehead.

Zhuo Jian retreated subconsciously.

"do not move."

He covered the back of her head with one hand and pressed her forehead with the other.

"Baby you have a fever."

"..."

"what happened?"

Zhuo Jian's hairs stood on end when she heard those words, she immediately pushed him away and retreated to the edge of the sofa, looking at him defensively.

Zhuang Mingli didn't understand why she suddenly seemed a little prickly?

"you……"

"Me? How am I?"

"Don't say that kind of thing."

Zhuo Jian's heart was beating violently, but she still had reason to stop him.

"What kind of words?"

He just thought she had a fever. After thinking about it, he asked her in a low voice in doubt: "Baby?"

"All, don't say anything."

Zhuo Jian stared at him with horror.

He even wondered if he was possessed by Fu Yanye.

"I'm just worried about you."

"The doctor said that it is normal to have a slight fever before the poison is completely discharged. As more and more poison is discharged, the fever will naturally subside."

She stared at him like a frightened girl, but she was still clear in her mind.

Zhuang Mingli was very sad.

She looked like she hated him.

Is it...

He had heard of emotional cleanliness, and he couldn't help staring at her, wondering if she had emotional cleanliness.

And Zhuo Jian has already hugged herself defensively, her mind is full of messy past.

Soon her mobile phone remembered, it was still an old lady, she looked at it, and sighed helplessly.

"Do you need me to pick it up for you?"

"No."

Zhuo Jian immediately refused.

She didn't want him to scare the old lady into a bad situation.

And the old lady's call at this time is probably related to Fu Yanye.

Zhuo Jian pondered, and then sent a WeChat message to the old lady to reassure her.

"We've known each other for a long time, Zhuo Jian, can I call you A Jian or Jian Jian like your friend?"

"You can call me Zhuo Jian."

Zhuo Jian glanced at him and said.

In fact, she wanted to find a room to rest.

Zhuang Mingli was not very happy, feeling a little aggrieved, he leaned slightly in front of her, keeping a little distance, "Are you a clean freak?"

"what?"

Zhuo Jian was stunned.

How could she have a cleanliness?

Cleanliness is...

Zhuo Jian looked at him seriously again, and suddenly fell silent.

"When I touch you, you are very upset. You don't think I want to do something to you, do you? I am such a strong and good young man, if I really want to do something to you, wouldn't it be a long time ago? At that time, it was in the south, that was my site, and we were on the roof, and you looked like..."

"Zhuang Mingli, if you want to do this again, I'll leave."

Zhuo Jian leaned back, feeling that he was getting closer, so she had to propose.

"You looked like a [-]-year-old chick at the time, but you couldn't help but want to peel it off to see the thorns all over your body."

He hasn't had a drink yet, but he thinks he's starting to lose his sobriety.

What is he talking about?

His voice was very hoarse, but in this huge sofa, it was just the two of them, and they were so close together.

Zhuo Jian moved further and further back, when his waist was unable to support and was about to fall, his hand was placed behind her back, and that posture was even more ambiguous.

Zhuo Jian was dumbfounded, her heart almost jumped out, when she looked at him.

"But I swear, I'm only in love with you, unless you agree, I just touched you, just want to know your temperature, don't, treat me with cleanliness, okay?"

He was negotiating with her.

Zhuo Jian remembered when the two met at the police station, and when he was kidnapped for the first time when they met, and suddenly felt that he didn't have to compromise so much.

"Zhuang Mingli, I can't hold you in my heart."

"Sooner or later you will forget him, I have a way."

He said.

Then he left and went to the kitchen.

He cooks well.

Fortunately, it is average.

Otherwise, she would really be scared to death.

He poured himself wine, while eating.

Looking at the glass of wine, Zhuo Jian suddenly said, "Don't drink."

"Ok?"

Zhuang Mingli was surprised and thought he was hallucinating.

"Ah, I mean, drinking is bad for you, and you'd better not drink it."

"You, this is, no, no, no, you must not care about me. Could it be that you care about me and comfort me because you feel that what you said on the sofa hurt me too much?"

Zhuang Mingli looked at her, not daring to be sentimental, so he could only cautiously ask her tentatively.

Zhuo Jian: "..."