I don't deserve your love

Chapter 1154 I Want You Right Now, Wife

"Sit down, let's go."

Zhuo Jian glanced at the green light, and immediately elbowed him as a reminder.

"I want you now, wife, can you pull over?"

He muttered, discussing?

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian glanced at him, then looked at the road ahead seriously, and didn't hear what he said at all.

He felt a little stuffy in his chest, and after sitting back, he moaned heavily, and a sharpness suddenly flashed in his drunken eyes.

Zhuo Jian glanced at him again, seeing that he was finally no longer so pestering, she was also relieved.

Fu Yanye was actually unwilling, but for the sake of safety, he had other thoughts, so he could only endure it first.

I have never felt that the road home is so long, this time, Fu Yanye felt it for the first time.

Seeing that he got out of the car quickly, Zhuo Jian quickly dialed Wang Rui's number. It took a long time for Wang Rui to answer, and it was so long that Fu Yanye had already opened the car door on her side.

She felt a cold wind blowing on her arm, as if it had blown into the bone crevice, and it hurt a little, then she turned her head and saw him.

On the speakerphone, Wang Rui said, "Hello? Boss."

Fu Yanye leaned in, turned off the phone, then looked at her with such a drunken look and smiled, "We're home."

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at him, she wondered if she was hallucinating just now, when he turned off the phone, he was not vague at all, he didn't seem to be drunk at all, and his expression was very serious?

But now...

His eyes were clearly stained with drunkenness, and it was very strong.

"get off."

He said.

Zhuo Jian stayed there looking at him, almost forgot to breathe.

But the more she tried to judge the truth, the more difficult it was to judge.

"No, I hug you, I love hugging you the most."

Fu Yanye smiled again, but when he was about to hug her, he was blocked by the seat belt. He frowned and muttered: "It's really in the way."

Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes to see that he was angry with the seat belt, and her originally immature brows also frowned.

"Okay, let's go home and sleep together."

Fu Yanye carried her out of the car and was about to leave.

"Hey, the door is still open."

Zhuo Jian quickly recovered and reminded.

He took a few steps back reluctantly.

Zhuo Jian reached out and closed the car door.

"Hold me tight."

Fu Yanye said suddenly.

Zhuo Jian stared at his drunken appearance, then put her hands on his shoulders.

She tried hard to recall whether he had really been drunk in front of her.

Although he approached her several times under the pretext of being drunk, had he really been drunk?

There were also times when he said that he didn't get drunk so easily.

And the way he walked home with her in his arms didn't look like he was drunk.

Powerful as a handsome young man?

No, it should be a stunned young man.

Zhuo Jian looked at him and unconsciously remembered her childhood.

Hey, he is always very powerful. Thinking about it this way, the sense of security increases a lot unconsciously.

At home, she opened the door, and he was responsible for carrying her in. All the way until he reached the stairs, he stopped and asked, "Do you want something to eat?"

"Ok?"

"I'm afraid you'll cry hungry later if you're not full."

"Fu Yanye."

There was no outsider in the house at the moment, she called him softly, slowly and patiently.

"Who is Fu Yanye?"

"My husband."

Zhuo Jian thought for a while, afraid that he would make trouble again, so she directly gave him the answer he wanted.

"Hmph, you're smart."

He suddenly became very angry.

Looking at him like that, Zhuo Jian just felt, um, a little...

Angry and funny.

"Are you hungry or not, I won't stop halfway to cook for you later."

"Oh, you want to do it all night?"

"wrong."

"Ok?"

"I want to die with all my strength."

"..."

Zhuo Jian thought she understood him, but unexpectedly, she was still surprised by him.

How many years has this boss been hungry, and is he planning to feed himself to death?

And he wasn't blushing or out of breath.

"Wait a moment."

Just when she was about to laugh at his stupid appearance, he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly said wait a minute.

Zhuo Jian looked at him curiously, "What's the matter?"

"There's still something to do first."

As Fu Yanye said, he suddenly carried her to the sofa.

Zhuo Jian stared at him, and she didn't move her eyes after being gently placed on the sofa.

She likes Fu Yanye who was thinking about feeding her before doing that.

"What are you doing?"

But he began to rummage through her pockets.

"Where's your phone?"

He searched all her pockets, then asked her with an unhappy frown.

"My cell phone? It's in the car, with my bag."

"Hmph, you did it on purpose."

He suddenly sat down on the carpet next to her.

Zhuo Jian looked at him quietly, what happened to him suddenly?

"Honey, change it quickly."

"what?"

He turned around again, lying on her lap and childishly told her to change.

When Zhuo Jian asked him what, he immediately felt aggrieved and muttered, "You know it yourself."

"..."

How did she know this?

He seemed to be really drunk, caught in some kind of time and space that she didn't know well?

Zhuo Jian watched him lying on her lap so peacefully and aggrieved, and tears welled up in her eyes soon.

Soon, he saw a bracelet on her wrist, and then his eyes gradually cleared up a little, and he took her hand, "It's pretty good, who bought it?"

He suddenly looked up at her.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

She felt the warmth of her pinched wrist gradually warming her blood, from her wrist to her limbs, she suddenly wanted to laugh, how could he boast himself so much?

"I do not know."

She consciously pretended to be stupid and said something.

"I don't know? Is it a wild man?"

Fu Yanye was suddenly unhappy, and frowned at her.

"..."

Zhuo Jian stared at him, carefully looked into his eyes, trying to determine what he was going to do.

"You are not allowed to take things from wild men, you know?"

Fu Yanye said again.

Now, seeing how drunk he was, his eyes were no longer bottomless, but drunk and seductive.

"I know."

Zhuo Jian replied helplessly.

Fu Yanye was relieved when he heard this sentence, and then hugged her again, kneeling on the carpet, like a wounded little boy, "You are mine, since childhood."

Hey!

Zhuo Jian sighed inwardly.

This is Fu Yanye.

Domineering and bossy.

She is his, no one can snatch her away.

She leaned on the sofa and was pushed by him.

Because he also lay on top of her and pressed her directly there.

She no longer cared much about the posture or the messy clothes, and just looked at the ceiling quietly.

forget it.

Stop fussing.

She put her hand on his shoulder lightly, looked down at him like a poor child, couldn't help but raised her hand to stroke his hair, "Fu Yanye?"

"Ok?"

There was a little sleepiness in his voice.

After Zhuo Jian heard it, she didn't speak any more, she just stroked his hair lightly.

He has been sleeping well, in the days without her.

Later, for some reason, the two of them lay on the sofa.

Zhuo Jian didn't have the thought of sending him back at the beginning, she just lay in his arms obediently, being held by him, listening to his breathing.

I don't know how long it took, but it was so long that she was about to fall asleep with her eyelids fighting, but suddenly there was some coolness around her waist, but a certain place was very hot.

But he bowed his head and murmured to her: "Honey, I'm so cold."