I don't deserve your love

Chapter 903 Teach her to push him away when he is not prepared

When I was a child...

When he was a child, he was nothing more than a knife-mouthed bean curd heart.

"Zhuo Jian."

He called her again.

"What are you doing?"

It made her distraught.

"Tell me."

He took her hand apart and held it in his own, requesting in a low voice.

"What did you say? Say you give me a sweet date every time you scold me?"

"Is that so?"

Fu Yanye looked at her, he thought what she said was true.

"Of course it is? Otherwise, why would I like you? It's not because..."

Her eyes were red and her lips were trembling a little.

She stopped suddenly, and she suddenly remembered the agreement in the bag.

it's already over.

She didn't need to pester, feel sad, and recall to him anymore.

She looked at him until a drop of tear fell down suddenly, she became anxious and went to slap her hand again.

But he only exerted a little force, and she was in his arms.

She struggled in his arms and was pushed down on the bed.

She hoarse, "Fu Yanye, let me go."

"Then how about I give you sweet dates now? Can you still like me?"

How could Fu Yanye let her go, he just looked at her with pitiful eyes and asked.

Zhuo Jian didn't look at him, but just raised her hand to wipe her tears, then looked at his heart, "No."

"That's none of your business."

Fu Yanye looked into her tearful eyes and said.

Zhuo Jian didn't react for a while, she raised her watery eyes to look at him.

Fu Yanye only glanced at her, and suddenly kissed her trembling lips that were aggrieved.

Zhuo Jian's breath was taken away, and he pushed his hands on his chest, but he didn't push, but just opened his mouth to breathe before suffocating.

Fu Yanye took the opportunity to enter.

Zhuo Jian pushed him again, faltering for a long time, but in the end she was still entangled by him, with lips and teeth attached to each other.

I don't know how long it took, Fu Yanye held back the burning fire and pressed her forehead: "I really want to leave you alone."

No matter what.

Zhuo Jian didn't know why he said such words, but she still hugged her so tightly and said angrily, "Let go of me."

"kiss Me."

"..."

Zhuo Jian raised her eyes in surprise, and felt that she was hallucinating after seeing him clearly.

"My dear, I forget my shape, and you can push me away when I'm not prepared."

"..."

Zhuo Jian's heart beat faster, and suddenly she didn't know what he meant.

It's just that he kissed again suddenly, and her heartbeat was still so irregular.

What is he saying?

Did he know something?

Zhuo Jian couldn't suppress the little rabbit in her heart that wanted to rush out, and let it continue running and jumping crazily, even though his hands had already entered her clothes.

The headlight in the room was still on, and when she opened her eyes, she felt that it was shaking violently. She closed her misty eyes again, and let him kiss her down.

After an unknown amount of time, she was carried into the bathroom.

After giving birth, her lower abdomen has not recovered, so she refused to see him, "You go out."

She hugged her belly tightly not to be seen by him.

Fu Yanye stared at her for a moment, then kissed her again, and then forcefully tore off her clothes.

"Fu Yanye, what are you doing? Don't mess around, it won't work..."

"I know."

He said he knew, but didn't listen to the action.

Soon, her bra was exposed, and soon, he stopped, staring at her little black clothes with black eyes, suppressed the fire, and said to her: "Take a bath by yourself, we will take a bath tonight." sleep here."

There is no discussion, it is a decision.

She wants to listen to him.

He turned on the shower and backed out.

Zhuo Jian listened to the sound of water behind her and watched the front door being closed.

When I looked down and saw the thin fabric on my body, I was completely dumbfounded.

He just...

same.

Zhuo Jian took two steps back, and the warm water hit her weak body, drenching her little by little.

And those words he said, what kissed him so forgetfully, and then pushed him away when he was not prepared?

Isn't this exactly...

Did he remember something, or did he discover something?

Zhuo Jian thought, Ouyang Ping would not betray her, so where did he know?

She thought she was covering it up very well.

Zhuo Jian felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

After she took a shower, the hair dryer was turned on, and the door was pushed open from the outside.

She held the hair dryer and turned her head nervously.

When she saw who was coming, her hanging heart fell, but immediately after, she felt the danger approaching again.

Fu Yanye picked her up and put her on the sink, pressed his warm forehead against her, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll help you."

"No, no need."

Zhuo Jian stuttered in panic.

"use."

Fu Yanye didn't talk nonsense, and took the hair dryer from her hand.

Then blow her hair.

No matter how he fiddled with his hands, Zhuo Jian's head would go wherever he wanted, very obedient.

When he finished drying her hair, she still pressed against his chest and didn't move.

Fu Yanye put the hair dryer aside, looked down to see the back of her head, propped up her face with dry palms, and looked at her.

Zhuo Jian's frightened eyes made him smile unconsciously: "What's the matter? Afraid I'll eat you?"

"No, it's not."

"Why are you so nervous? Could it be that I, a beast, wanted you before you recovered?"

"..."

No, Fu Yanye actually has a good grasp of everything.

She just felt that he was a little strange tonight, which made her afraid.

From being weak like a sick person to being in control now...

No, how could he be weak?

Zhuo Jian, Zhuo Jian, you are so stupid.

Zhuo Jian realized that the descendant had already been picked up by him, turned around and walked out.

Yes, he put her on that bed again.

"Don't worry, I just want to hug you."

"Humph."

Zhuo Jian wanted to laugh, but almost cried.

Why does she listen, so it's not true?

Moreover, within half a minute after he had finished speaking, he began to kiss her again.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but put her hands on his chest and wanted to push him away.

But her strength on his chest was meaningless at all.

"Okay, just for a while."

He kissed her, pausing occasionally, to reassure.

When Zhuo Jian could breathe, her eyes were still blurred.

He kissed her lips and teeth, spreading from the corner of her lips all the way to her neck.

His hands seemed to have magical powers, and he quietly guarded against the electricity on her body.

"Fu Yanye."

Zhuo Jian felt something was wrong with him, and pushed his shoulder again.

"Ok?"

"No, I can't do it yet."

"I know."

Fu Yanye responded with a hoarse voice, and then continued to ask her.

She was only wearing a thin nightgown, which was easily ripped off by him from her shoulders.

Zhuo Jian felt a layer of cold all over her body, and her fine hair seemed to stand on end quietly.

Until he touched her belly, she grabbed his hand tightly: "Fu Yanye."

She is a little angry.

"Huh? I'm here."

His hoarse voice revealed a bit of restraint of desire and dissatisfaction.

Zhuo Jian didn't speak, but held his hand tightly until he was willing to look at her.

"I will not do it."

He looked at her with dark eyes, restrained from explaining.

"Sleep, okay?"

All Zhuo Jian's anger was suppressed when they looked at each other.

"it is good."

He pressed against her forehead, and after agreeing, he kissed her lips again, once and for all, as if just scratching the surface...