I don't deserve your love

Chapter 1330 It's really been a long time

Zhuo Jian felt that her waist was numb, so she pushed his hand away as she walked, but she pushed him away and put him on again, repeated this several times and finally reached the car door.

Chengcheng and her younger siblings were already sitting inside, lying on the window to watch the excitement.

It's been a long time since their parents are like this.

Zhuo Jian whispered: "Can't you walk well?"

"I walked well, but I was afraid that you would fall."

"..."

So he still took care of her?

Zhuo Jian glanced at him unhappy, but quickly lowered her head and got into the car.

Fu Yanye followed her in a good mood, sat down beside her, and closed the car door consciously.

how to say?

Just one, happy.

The kind of joy of holding his wife in his hands.

Seeing her little grievance that was obviously unhappy but couldn't stop him, he felt like his heart was stuffed with cotton candy.

-

"Sister, I'll go with you."

Jian Qian was about to catch up immediately.

Feng Ying stood in front of her: "Miss, do you think the husband and wife are not separated often enough?"

Jian Qian gave him a sideways glance: "You look familiar, may I ask who are you?"

"My lord, surnamed Feng, let's get acquainted. This one is about to give birth? Pregnant woman?"

"..."

"Ok?"

"Not interested in."

There was a tingle in Jian Qian's eyes, and she wanted to leave with a faint sound.

Feng Ying didn't rush to follow, but smiled.

Not interested?

He has a way of keeping her interested.

Later, when he got into her car, he fastened his seat belt and said, "Let the pregnant woman drive me. Really, please drive more steadily."

"..."

Jian Qian thought it was lucky that he would say something.

But she still ignored him, if he didn't go down, she wouldn't drive.

Feng Ying's hippie smile finally put away.

Soon, he turned his head to look at her again, but he was a little more serious than he didn't know before, and asked her in a low voice: "Shall I drive?"

"I just want you to get out of my car."

"flourishing."

He called her, even went to grab his hand.

Jian Qian only felt that her hand being held by him was numb, so she immediately pulled it away.

Feng Ying's Adam's apple also moved, and he had no choice but to open the seat belt again, but before getting out of the car, he said softly: "I will follow your car, and I will go back when you get home safely."

"..."

Jian Qian didn't speak.

After he got out of the car and closed the door for her, she started the car.

When the tears fell, she was very sober.

She doesn't mind him following.

It's all over between them.

After so long, he was finally willing to come to her.

-

Fu family.

After finally coaxing the children to sleep, Zhuo Jian sat on her own bed with tired back and back pain.

No, it wasn't her bed either.

She suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but after thinking about it, she resigned herself to sitting on the edge of the bed, pinching her shoulders.

The children regard her as their own mother.

I heard that they almost had a child, but failed to give birth.

Well, she had a miscarriage.

Zhuo Jian suddenly thought of the man in the prison. He hung up the phone without saying what to do in the future. How is he doing now?

She missed him a little bit, and then her heart seemed to be affected by something. She began to miss him very much, very much.

The scene that appeared in front of her eyes, he called her very gently: "Give me your hand."

When she was full of bread crumbs, he carefully wiped the toilet paper for her, very gentle and careful. He said that the conditions in the prison were not good, and he had wronged her by letting her come to see him.

But she didn't feel wronged at all, she could live in it.

but……

After all, he didn't let it go, he said, he couldn't bear it.

He doesn't talk much, but every word is very considerate of her.

In such a dim environment, he can still be so gentle, he must be a good husband.

but……

A pair of hands suddenly landed on her shoulders, and those hands gently massaged her shoulders. Soon, she heard a voice she had recently become familiar with: "Shoulders hurt? Is this more comfortable?"

His voice was obviously very soft, but she just felt scared.

She didn't run away immediately, she just missed that person even more.

Will he be in danger?

Was it the danger from the person behind her?

Soon, she turned her head, "Mr. Fu."

Fu Yanye stopped moving, and looked at her quietly with his black eyes.

"Will you not hurt him? He's had enough in prison."

"is it?"

Fu Yanye let out a faint sound.

"Ah."

She nodded, worry in her eyes, worry about the other man.

Fu Yanye wanted to laugh, but he didn't. He lay back on the bed and patted the place beside him lightly.

Zhuo Jian glanced at him, and then at him.

"Come here, lie here."

Fu Yanye said.

Zhuo Jian didn't move, and even lowered her eyes.

"If you want me not to hurt him, you have to make me happy."

He said.

Zhuo Jian listened, and gradually understood something, and then lay down slowly in a cautious manner.

He looked at the person lying next to him, raised his hand to gently caress her face, and then murmured: "Take off your clothes."

Zhuo Jian couldn't do it, and looked at him with pleading eyes.

Fu Yanye caressed her face and asked softly, "Can't it be done?"

"I can't betray my husband."

"Humph."

He suddenly laughed, just for a moment, and when he looked at her again, his eyes were extremely sharp, and there was no smile at all.

You can't betray your husband.

Is she loyal?

Does she know that she has already betrayed?

Fu Yanye couldn't help but asked her again: "Is he treating you well?"

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian agreed.

"on the bed."

He continued.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"Zhuo Jian, answer me."

He said it again, still very softly.

However, those who are familiar with him know that he is going crazy with depression.

His woman, by another man...

And now she not only doesn't remember him, but also lies beside him and says that man treats her well.

Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes and never said a word.

She didn't know where to start.

That person was really kind to her, but...

Fu Yanye raised her chin, made her look at him, and continued to ask her: "Is he treating you well in bed?"

His eyes were full of pain, and his neck even seemed to have bulging veins.

He didn't know what to do to calm himself down.

He wanted her to say she was unhappy.

Zhuo Jian was frightened by him, and she didn't know how long it took before she forced a "hmm."

Fu Yanye was instantly shattered.

His forehead was pressed against hers, and it took a long time before he could say that: "You used to think I was too cruel, Jian Jian, isn't he like that?"

Zhuo Jian thought, he must regard her as his wife again, so, is he jealous now?

She thought that she had to remind him to let him know that he was unconscious again, so she whispered, "Mr. Fu, I'm not your wife."

He wanted to be angry, but laughed first.

She said she was not his wife.

She was so sure that he recognized the wrong person.

He wanted to kiss her, as unscrupulously, domineeringly and forcefully as before, but then he suddenly couldn't kiss her, he just slowly supported her jaw and looked at her lips, " How did he kiss you?"

His world seemed to have suddenly plunged into darkness and collapsed...