I don't deserve your love

Chapter 942 Poor

When Fu Yanye came back, the road was a little dark, and they didn't see him carrying anything special.

"What do you think he took? Isn't it a property gift agreement?"

"Do you want us to serve as witnesses for little sister Jane? He wants to give all his assets to little sister Jane?"

"Seeers have a share."

"Agree."

Those two were very curious about what you said to me.

Because Fu Yanye was too deep tonight, it gave them a feeling that something big was about to happen.

but……

A black peaked cap.

Put it directly on Zhuo Jian's head.

Zhuo Jian was pressed down and lowered her head, then looked up at him again.

Fu Yanye sat down beside her, seemingly not interested in eating.

But everyone looked at the two of them eagerly as if they wanted to see a good show.

Fu Yanye raised his eyes to look at them, "What's wrong?"

"They thought you were going to gift me property."

"Didn't you say nothing?"

Zhuo Jian gave a friendly reminder.

Fu Yanye looked at her in a blink of an eye and asked in a deep voice.

Zhuo Jian thought for a while, then smiled helplessly.

That's exactly what she said.

Why did she suddenly feel a little regretful?

Well, not a little.

I regret so much that my intestines are green.

"You just said to get something, where are the things?"

Su Bai asked him.

Fu Yanye glanced at the top of Zhuo Jian's head.

The other four people: "..."

Not long after, Su Bai finally couldn't help it, "You said to get something, is that ugly hat?"

"Ugly?"

Fu Yanye looked at Zhuo Jian carefully again.

Although this hat is very simple, Zhuo Jian wears it very girlishly.

In short, with a beautiful face under the brim of the hat, you absolutely don't want to be seen by others.

It’s just so nice to see to such a degree that I want to hide it.

Su Bai frowned angrily, speechless.

"Speaking of which, if you two are going to divorce tomorrow, shall we open another bottle of wine to celebrate?"

Zhong Mai proposed.

It was on purpose.

I want to see Fu Yanye's reaction.

Does he really want a divorce? If so, what is his plan with Zhuo Jian after the divorce?

Zhong Mai felt that Fu Yanye was so thoughtful, it was impossible not to think about it.

Fu Yanye was not in the mood to celebrate, but when everyone was looking at him and waiting for his opinion, he seemed to be provoked, with a faint smile in his phoenix eyes, he said, "Okay."

So soon Wang Rui came over with a bottle of wine.

Then took two more bottles.

Zhuo Jian couldn't drink, so she just watched helplessly.

This wine can't be drunk anymore, she smells so heavy on him.

What if he drank too much and went crazy?

But everyone is playing a game of guessing and guessing, and drinking if the guess is wrong.

Fu Yanye always loses.

When it was time to guess that the little bird depends on the person, Zhong Mai pointed at Fu Yanye at Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian didn't understand, why did she point at her?

Shouldn't it mean the bird or the chair?

Or it's OK if she makes a move with Yan Zheng.

Fu Yanye turned his head and glanced at Zhuo Jian, then at the other four, and then smiled: "Frail and strong?"

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Su Bai: "What the hell? Why are you attacking personally?"

Zhang Mingmei couldn't help laughing, and Zhuo Jian glared at him a little bit angrily.

Fu Yanye thought again: "You are so pitiful?"

Zhuo Jian became even more angry, "What's wrong with me?"

Fu Yanye looked at her for a few seconds before saying, "I thought there was a dumb person around me."

"..."

She hadn't spoken for a few minutes.

Zhuo Jian angrily turned her head and ignored him.

"Neither is right."

Zhong Mai said.

Fu Yanye glanced at Zhuojian again, and suddenly raised his hand to hook her shoulders and put her in his arms: "So, is the bird dependent?"

He looked into her eyes when he spoke.

Zhuo Jian couldn't calm down and stared at him for a long time, unable to react.

Zhong Mai smiled helplessly, and only then did he realize that it wasn't that he didn't understand, but that he was just teasing his wife on purpose.

Yan Zheng shook his head helplessly.

Su Bai was not happy, "Personal attacks are not allowed in the future, what's wrong with me being physically disabled?"

"Don't make it up yourself, okay? Boss Fu didn't mean you either."

"Then where is little sister Jane disabled?"

Su Bai refused to accept Zhang Mingmei's explanation.

So everyone looked at Zhuo Jian again.

Isn't she weak and weak, with a kind of firmness in her eyes, she looks weak and strong.

Zhuo Jian had to look at her friends and said, "I just have a cold. I don't want to be finished. It's enough for those who have a cold to accompany you to blow the sea breeze for so long."

She wanted to get up and leave, but Fu Yanye's hand was firmly on her shoulder. She didn't get up all at once, and almost fell on his lap. She was so scared that she held his thigh firmly, raised her eyes angrily: " let me go."

"..."

There was no words, but there was some tenderness and pain in the usually deep and cold eyes at this time, and it seemed that there were endless and continuous love words.

One side of Zhuo Jian's face was hot when he saw him, but she still stared at him so hard that her eyes were so dry that she was about to cry.

"I'll accompany you back."

Fu Yanye let out a soft sound.

It finally reached this point, and no one wanted to interrupt them.

It seems wrong to divorce like this.

They should have a longer way to go.

Where did he think of some all-powerful big shot, but a poor little courteous one.

Zhuo Jian ignored him, just wanted to leave after being released, but she was suddenly hugged into his lap, and then Fu Yanye turned and looked at the others: "She is weak, I will take her back to take medicine and rest first, You guys continue."

"Ah."

Yan Zheng agreed, while the others watched eagerly.

When Fu Yanye walked away with Zhuo Jian in his arms, Su Bai said, "Why do I feel like I ate a mouthful of dog food?"

"No, it doesn't look like two people who are going to divorce?"

Zhang Mingmei couldn't help but sigh.

Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye helped them a lot, but in fact Zhang Mingmei didn't want them to divorce in private.

Everyone here knows that their husband and wife love each other very much, but they still don't know how to persuade them to make up.

Fu Yanye took her back to the room and put her on the bed. Zhuo Jian hung her hands loosely around his neck, not letting go in a hurry.

It seems that it is not ambiguous.

This kind of action is already very familiar and used to.

Zhuo Jian looked at him and asked, "Shall we go back early tomorrow morning?"

Fu Yanye supported her body with one hand, clasped the back of her head with the other, pressed his forehead against hers to test her body temperature, and then said in a low alcoholic voice: "If you get better from a cold tomorrow, We'll go back."

"It's just a cold."

How can a cold be cured overnight?

Anyway, in her situation, it will take at least two or three days.

Fu Yanye was silent, feeling her resistance, but he pressed the back of her head and touched her forehead, whispering: "Trust me, there will be no accidents."

Zhuo Jian stopped talking, but rolled her eyes inwardly.

Well, in reality, she is not very good at it.

"I'll make you cold medicine, don't sleep yet."

Fu Yanye told her.

Zhuo Jian's hand had been put down when he was touching her forehead, and she only tried to escape, but she couldn't escape from his arms. Now that he was finally willing to leave, she quickly agreed: "Yeah .”

But Fu Yanye didn't move for a moment.

He wanted to do something for her immediately, but the fragrance and temperature of her body made him reluctant to leave.

He even held back his breath and looked at her lips, again and again, almost unable to bear it.

Zhuo Jian raised her eyes slightly.

He was kissed to the tip of the nose.

Zhuo Jian: "..."