I don't deserve your love

Chapter 1148 He asked, do you want me to feel like a lost dog?

"You haven't chatted with me on WeChat like this, why should he?"

The sourness was unbearable, he rushed over and held her face and gritted his teeth and asked.

"You smoke..."

What wind?

Suddenly his mouth hurt a little, he didn't want to listen to her words that hurt him, he just wanted to punish her well, together with her hand that was holding the phone.

Zhuo Jian felt pain in her hands, more so than her mouth.

He squeezed her hand, stretched it directly from his coat, and caressed his hot chest through the thin shirt fabric.

Zhuo Jian's face became hot in an instant, and he wanted to take her hand away but he held it tightly, and then his kiss became deeper and deeper.

Wang Rui is still in the car.

Zhuo Jian resisted for half a minute, then stopped.

special.

What she thought in her heart was, forget it, anyway, Brother Rui has seen a lot.

But after she didn't resist or respond, he gradually calmed down and only pressed his breath against her forehead.

Zhuo Jian turned her face slightly dissatisfied.

The person who had just calmed down suddenly raised her beautiful jaw in dissatisfaction after feeling her rejection, then lowered his head and sucked on her neck.

"Humph."

Zhuo Jian let out a muffled sound in pain.

Then he gripped the fabric of his coat tightly with both hands and endured the piercing itch until he stopped voluntarily.

The road to the old house was a bit far, so far that she was pressed on the sofa and her back was uncomfortable.

Zhuo Jian didn't comment on his little actions in the carriage.

However, waiting for the car to finally arrive at the old house and slowly stop behind the door.

"Boss, madam, here we are."

Wang Rui didn't dare to look back.

Fu Yanye sighed on her body, looked at her bright red face, unconsciously leaned forward and bit her again, then got up and got off the car.

Well, after Boss Fu got out of the car, he was well-dressed and ready to go.

Zhuo Jian lay in the car and couldn't get up for a long time, so she felt that when she was a child, she should really listen to her mother and learn Taekwondo or something, and let her daughter learn it in the future, otherwise she would be bullied too easily.

When she came out of the car with her bag on her back, her hair was messed up, the lipstick on her lips was almost gone, and her clothes were not in order. She had completely different feelings from him.

Fu Yanye stepped forward, "Can you still walk?"

Just a few words, she suddenly glared at him in embarrassment, turned around and strode towards the door.

Fu Yanye felt that she was too delicate just now.

But seeing the red skin on her chin, he couldn't help touching his lips, then turned to look at Wang Rui, waved his hand to indicate that he could go home, and followed Zhuo Jian into the house.

There is no moon in the night of City A, but there are people around her.

Fu Yanye quickly caught up with her, and suddenly grabbed her wrist when he reached the living room.

"Boss Fu has any advice?"

"No advice, just ask Madam Fu for help."

"Oh? What's the matter? Mrs. Fu will definitely help."

Zhuo Jian held his breath and smirked back at him.

Fu Yanye could see that she was angry, but he still dragged her to the French window.

Zhuo Jian stood in front of the window and watched him suddenly take out his mobile phone from his pants pocket, and then opened it...

Shooting function?

"Look at your phone."

Fu Yanye put his arms around her shoulders, reminding her.

Zhuo Jianjian raised his eyes and glanced at the screen.

Isn't it just taking pictures?

Are there any photos of the two of them?

There is no shortage of this one for him.

but……

When she thought it was just a simple photo with her arms around her shoulders, when she looked at the phone screen and concentrated on trying to make herself look unhappy but not too ugly, her profile suddenly changed.

Um, whose mouth is kissing her?

Zhuo Jian blushed immediately, turned around and pushed him, "What are you doing?"

"There's no moon tonight, but it feels good."

He was pushed away and didn't get close again, and said to her with a smile.

"are you crazy."

Zhuo Jian cursed and left, halfway through, Zhuang Mingli's WeChat message about the moon suddenly appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help turning her head to look at him again.

He was still standing there, looking at his phone, not knowing what to make up, but...

Was he for Zhuang Mingli's wechat?

Neuropathy, really neuropathy.

She was even angrier and strode upstairs.

Just after returning to the room, I wanted to take a shower to hug my daughter, but before I could take a shower, Zhong Mai called, "Your husband is really interesting, I can't see your disgusting face at all."

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian was in a fog when he heard it.

"Didn't you see? The picture he just posted on Moments, kissing you, saying that on a moonless night, he is satisfied with stars."

"..."

Zhuo Jian sat down on the edge of the bed and sighed helplessly.

"What's wrong? I thought you forgave him, didn't you?"

Looking at it like that, it is completely the feeling of a little wife being teased, a unique feeling.

"He suddenly said that he wanted to take pictures, and I just cooperated with him if I didn't want to be troublesome. Who knows what he did, he kissed him suddenly, and even posted that kind of Moments."

She turned on the speakerphone while talking, and then opened Fu Yanye's circle of friends.

He dared to say it.

Where are the stars?

Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered that he talked about the origin of the stars a few years ago, and she couldn't get angry immediately.

Why can't he, can't love her well?

He didn't even know how envious she was...

Either love her well, or let her go, why is it so difficult?

Tears were about to come out again inexplicably, she chatted with Zhong Mai for a few more words, then hung up the phone and went to take a shower.

It's just that when she was about to pick up her daughter after taking a shower, when she opened the door, she was suddenly stunned by the scene in front of her.

Fu Yanye was wearing pajamas, holding his sleeping daughter at the door, and said in a low and steady voice, "I'll see my daughter off."

Holding her daughter to sleep is a must for her every night in the old house. He has already figured out the rules, and she will lock the door behind her back.

Zhuo Jian subconsciously stepped aside.

Fu Yanye looked at her smoky eyes, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

I don't know why she looks like she is about to cry all of a sudden, and she seems very sad.

He walked in with his long legs holding his daughter in his arms, and turned his head to look at her, guessing suspiciously, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Zhuo Jian didn't look at him, just lowered her head, and said in an inaudible stubborn voice, "Put her down quickly and go out."

Fu Yanye: "..."

Immediately, the thought of caring was swept away, and he just felt that in this family, where it was his turn to care about others, he was the most pitiful one who needed the most care.

But even his always prudent father told him that day that if he continued to struggle, the father would not mind finding a lawyer for Zhuo Jian to file a divorce lawsuit.

Even though Zhuang Mingli was pursuing Zhuo Jian, Fu Zhengzhi actually said that there was nothing wrong with it.

Fu Yanye went to put down her daughter, covered her with a quilt, and sat on the edge of the bed, not wanting to leave.

Zhuo Jian was still standing at the door, which was wide open.

For two or three minutes, it was very silent, very quiet.

"Fu, Yan, Ye."

Zhuo Jian called his name gently and slowly.

Fu Yanye lowered his head, then had to get up, put his hands in the pockets of his pajamas, and walked in front of her, "This was originally my room too."

"Then I'll go."

"You know that's not what I mean, what can I do if I stay a little longer? Do you want me to feel like a lost dog?"