I don't deserve your love

Chapter 1001 You Have Nothing

"I don't have anything, what can I use to torture you?"

Her voice was muffled, and she was almost speechless.

Except for crying, the only thing she can do without effort.

Fu Yanye looked at her for a long time, and finally, his long legs moved forward slightly, his tall body pressed against her, and pressed her head on his shoulder, "Yes, you have nothing."

Zhuo Jian just breathed hard and couldn't do anything more.

The silence of the whole room seemed to be silent mourning.

Mourning silently for her innocent love when she was young, which was finally reduced to ashes.

In silence, the promise he had made to her was finally burned away.

-

After an unknown amount of time, he stepped back and ordered, "Go upstairs."

Zhuo Jian couldn't stand upright against the wall, and when she heard his words, she glanced at him, "I won't go."

"Do you think you have the right to lose your temper with me?"

"But I have nothing, and I'm not afraid of you."

Her voice trembled from too many tears, but she remained stubborn.

This is also her last stubbornness.

Nothing left but stubbornness.

Fu Yanye was held back for a while by her voice of not knowing anything, and then he nodded, "That's right here."

He raised his hand to tear her clothes.

Zhuo Jian pressed her hands against the wall behind her back without moving.

Where is love.

Anyway, she is just a piece of meat, and he can flip through it as he likes, as long as he can still eat it.

She thought she must be hard to chew now.

She better be smelly and hard and make him sick.

Zhuo Jian just looked at him stubbornly, her tears seemed to be running dry, only the tears on her chin made her feel uncomfortable.

She is patient, and Fu Yanye is even more patient.

He simply stepped forward again, unhurriedly unbuttoning her clothes.

Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered that Liang Yu touched him, and then muttered damned: "You'd better wash yourself before touching me."

"I didn't think you were dirty."

"You're the one who's dirty."

Zhuo Jian's beautiful eyebrows frowned, and she roared stubbornly.

The person in the world who has no right to despise her is him.

"Yes, I'm dirty, but that's all I want for you."

Fu Yanyewohuo's movements were a little heavier.

"Do you want to love me or not? Anyway, I will treat myself as dead. Boss Fu comes here at will. I don't feel it."

Zhuo Jian was afraid in her heart, but her mouth was even more stubborn.

"..."

As soon as Fu Yanye stopped moving, he had to admit that her words had irritated him.

"Go on, why did Mr. Fu stop? Didn't you want to do it a long time ago?"

Zhuo Jian glanced at his stopped hand, and was irritated again.

"How did your mouth become so prickly?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

"Isn't President Fu good at teaching by example?"

Zhuo Jian responded nonchalantly, stubbornness matters.

Fu Yanye felt that with her stubborn appearance now, she was even more ignorant than their son.

Somewhere in my heart is hot, and I am about to soften my heart, but when I think of her running to the airport, I think that she doesn't want anything, he doesn't want, even the child she regards as his life, he puts his hand on her On the slender waist, he looked at the sexy little sling inside her, and immediately picked her up, turned around and left.

Zhuo Jian hugged his head reflexively with her hands in shock, but in fact she just thought she was going to fall to death.

"Do you want to suffocate me with this? Or..."

Fu Yanye had to stop, buried his face in her heart, and sighed helplessly.

Zhuo Jian let go immediately, nothing more.

Fu Yanye didn't care, and walked forward with her in his arms. She lost her center of gravity and leaned back, feeling as if her waist was about to snap.

A pair of warm and powerful palms held her back before her waist was broken, and people still had lingering fear.

The two looked at each other, Zhuo Jian was shy and anxious, and didn't know how to react for a while.

"Believe it or not, I'm letting go now? You can forget about falling to death."

He was angry and threatening.

Zhuo Jian was also angry, and when he didn't know what to do, he suddenly lifted him on his shoulders.

She's not a sack.

When he went upstairs, he deliberately carried her upside down, and the person who was going to be a living dead reflexively grabbed the cloth on his body.

That's right, when she was angry, she said that she would die when she was angry, but they were all stupid things. In fact, she was just a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death.

Fu Yanye didn't look at her, but continued to walk up with her in his arms.

Soon, the phone in his pants rang.

After entering the bedroom and reaching the bedside, he put her down and took out his cell phone to look at her.

It's Su Bai.

He picked it up: "What?"

Zhuo Jian wanted to run, but he immediately hooked her small waist and tightly held her in his arms.

"Has anyone been found?"

"Stay with me now."

"That's good. Don't scare her. Zhong Mai said that she seems to be a little depressed recently."

"I didn't see it, spend your birthday with your wife well, hang up."

After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he threw the phone on the bed, and then looked at the person in his arms.

depression?

He wanted to run away when he couldn't see for a second, and his movements were so quick that he thought it was ADHD.

Zhuo Jian also glanced at him, listening to the chat, it was her brother Su Bai.

Suddenly he remembered that he asked Su Bai to be her boyfriend, and then he became even more angry and turned his head to look away.

"Do you believe it broke your neck?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian's neck felt cold, and he felt that he was a devil.

Fu Yanye didn't take her to the bed, but this time he didn't carry her roughly again, but directly picked her up and went to the bathroom without saying a word.

The door is closed.

Soon the woman's panicked voice came from the bathroom, "Fu Yanye, what are you doing?"

"You don't think I'm dirty, wash it first."

"I don't want to wash with you."

"You use it yourself, you wash it yourself."

"Who wants to use it?"

Then it was on the bed.

Zhuo Jian was moaned and whimpered by him, her hands couldn't pull his strength, her whole body was full of anger, she couldn't get anywhere, Fu Yanye finally pressed on her and murmured: "Do you miss me?" Tied you up like before?"

Zhuo Jian was frightened and honest for a few seconds, and after recovering, she raised her hand to hit him, but she missed, Fu Yanye quickly pinched her wrist fiercely, Zhuo Jian raised her other hand, and was caught again. He held it, but his fingers still reached his jawline, scratched it, and red marks appeared soon.

Fu Yanye didn't feel it, but felt that this little wild cat was really uneducated.

-

The next morning, Fu Yanye got up, and when he was shaving, he saw that his jaw was scratched. He leaned over to take a closer look, and then continued to shave.

He didn't find it ugly or uncomfortable.

Zhuo Jian was weak and dragged into the bathroom without opening her eyes.

He didn't stop until he hit a wall, and when he raised his eyes, he felt even worse.

"morning."

Fu Yanye glanced at the person bumping into him, and greeted him in good spirits.

Zhuo Jian remembered how ruthless he was last night, so she didn't want to talk to him at all, but when she saw that his chin was a little red, she couldn't help squinting her eyes, and leaned over to look at him a little.

Deserve it.

Realizing that her movements were too close to him, a little ambiguous, she quietly stood up again, looked at him indifferently, "I want to go to the bathroom."

"The toilet is over there."

Fu Yanye pointed not far away.

Zhuo Jian glanced at the toilet, and then at him.

Fu Yanye asked her: "No strength? Shall I help you?"

Zhuo Jian suddenly glared at him tearfully.

The tears were all shed last night, and I can't shed them today.

Fu Yanye didn't speak, but quickly finished shaving and left.

When Zhuo Jian turned her head to watch him go out, she couldn't help snorting.

-

She couldn't eat at breakfast, so she just looked at the man with a good appetite and asked, "Going back to the old house tonight?"