I don't deserve your love

Chapter 975 Can't be widowed, wear back the ring

"..."

"Widowed."

Fu Yanye said two words tightly, Zhuo Jian collapsed in panic.

"Do you want me to be widowed?"

Fu Yanye asked her patiently.

Zhuo Jian is now tired, sleepy and speechless, she no longer wants to argue or explain.

She shook her head dully.

Why would she want him to be widowed?

She hasn't lived enough.

She also wants to watch the children grow up.

"good."

Fu Yanye said a word with satisfaction, then looked at her haggard appearance, suddenly suppressed her smile, and frowned at her, "How did you make yourself like this?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian couldn't understand.

You don't need to understand, because the next moment, she was already hugged by him.

"Go to bed first."

"..."

Zhuo Jian had forgotten her fear and just stared at him blankly.

What's the matter with him?

If I didn't remember, it was really because she mistakenly thought that she was going to elope with Liu Yuntian, so she suddenly changed her sex?

Zhuo Jian couldn't figure it out until he kicked open the door of the master bedroom and put him on the bed.

He still frowned, "However, I have to take a shower first."

"..."

Zhuo Jian didn't understand anymore, and it could even be said that she was already in a state of confusion.

"I can suffocate as long as I think of another man touching you."

"..."

But just now downstairs, he kissed them all, not only kissing, but also kissing and touching.

Fu Yanye wanted to hug her up again, but Zhuo Jian immediately supported his shoulders with both hands.

"Ok?"

Fu Yanye was not happy about her resistance.

"It seems that my aunt is here."

Zhuo Jian felt as if something flowed out.

"..."

Fu Yanye frowned directly into the word Chuan.

You know, the bathroom is one of the best places to create emotions.

As long as he carries her in, she will be slaughtered by him.

"Really are."

Her voice softened, because she was sure, and she stopped being awkward, and calmed down.

Fu Yanye looked at her expression, and gradually sighed helplessly, "Should there be an aunt's towel at home?"

"If you didn't throw it."

Zhuo Jian said.

Fu Yanye knelt in front of her, laughing angrily.

What he wants to throw away most now is her, but...

And reluctant.

He lay on her body again, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and said in a vague voice, "Little thing that tortures people."

Zhuo Jian didn't dare to refute, but she was happy in her heart.

God help her too.

So after taking a shower, he tossed and gnawed on the bed several times, and finally lay safely on his own pillow and fell asleep.

-

Everything before dawn is like a dream.

The next day when Zhuo Jian opened her eyes, the sun was already shining, and the curtains were not closed, so she could feel the intensity of the sun when she opened her eyes.

His whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he moved his fingers with difficulty, as if there were different temperatures on them.

Still a lap.

She opened her long eyelashes, and on her sunny finger was a plain ring...

Vegetarian ring?

Zhuo Jian got up suddenly, and then seriously looked at the ring on her hand.

what happened?

She looked around, but he wasn't there.

last night……

Not dreaming?

But what about the ring?

They are going to divorce, how can she...

She held the ring without any hesitation, but when she was about to take it off again, her hand froze.

He put it on her?

While she is asleep?

Her eye sockets were hot again, and she stared eagerly at the ring.

What is he doing?

I found a dress with no label cut from the closet and put it on, washed up and went downstairs.

There was no one downstairs, she looked around, and when she finally looked in the direction of the kitchen, someone came out of it.

White shirt and black trousers, Fu Yanye.

Zhuo Jian felt something rolling and boiling quietly in her heart.

"Come over for breakfast."

Fu Yanye looked at her for a while, and gave a gentle reminder.

She looks good in a light colored dress.

Zhuo Jian's eyes drooped, not understanding what was going on, and walked over.

When Fu Yanye served the porridge, he glanced at the ring on her clasped hand on the table.

Zhuo Jian also subconsciously looked at his hand holding the spoon, this...

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look up at him.

Why didn't you force her to put it on for him?

She didn't beat around the bush and find someone else to let her wear it.

Did he have a fever and burnt out his brain?

"Look at what?"

He didn't say a word about the ring, but asked her what she was looking at.

She lowered her eyes and thought, what else can I look at.

However, it seems that it has been a long time since I ate the breakfast he cooked.

Fu Yanye brought some bowls of porridge in front of her, and Zhuo Jian reached out to take it, "Thank you."

The bowl was obviously upright, but he just didn't let it go.

Zhuo Jian had no choice but to look at him again, wanting to ask him what he wanted to do, but thinking it was a meaningless question, she said, "It's hot."

Only then did Fu Yanye let go of the bowl.

Then give her the spoon again.

Still don't let go.

No matter how good-tempered Zhuo Jian was, she couldn't bear it this morning, and couldn't help but glared at him.

Fu Yanye watched his eyelashes move slightly, and when he let go of the spoon, he said, "The spoon is not hot."

"..."

childish.

It's really childish.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but glared at him again.

But being caught by him, and in his opinion, at this moment, her face turned red and white from anger at this time, she was really squeamish in his heart.

but……

How is this enough?

"brown sugar."

He suddenly opened a box from the side and sent it to her.

Zhuo Jian glanced at the box, and then couldn't help but look at him again, "Are you okay?"

"Yes, but you have to send your aunt away first."

"..."

your aunt.

Zhuo Jian retorted silently in her heart.

"My aunt too."

"..."

Who knew he could suddenly say such shameless words?

After breakfast, Fu Yanye leaned on the chair holding the ring and looked straight at her, "Something happened to the Liu family's business."

"..."

Zhuo Jian immediately looked at him with questioning eyes.

"Just a little lesson."

"A little lesson?"

"Don't get angry with me about this."

"I……"

Zhuo Jian was so angry that she couldn't speak, she got up and left.

Fu Yanye looked at her leaving figure with sharp eyes, then got up silently to clean up the dishes on the dining table.

Zhuo Jian stood at the door for a long time, then kicked the door angrily.

It's really pissed off, the door of this house can always be remotely controlled by him.

Fu Yanye unhurriedly put all the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, and then looked outside in a blink of an eye.

Sure enough, she was back, though she looked like a very angry kitten.

"What's the matter with you? Why did you lock the door again?"

"..."

No matter how angry she is to ask, the only answer is air.

Fu Yanye supported the edge of the stage lazily and gracefully, and the waist curve of the upside-down sentient beings stood out.

He was calm and patient, looking at her silently with his inscrutable black eyes.

"Fu Yanye, can you stop doing this? Can you be normal? There is a problem between the two of us, and we can make trouble anyway, why bother to involve others?"

Zhuo Jian didn't know what was wrong with her, she suddenly became so impatient.

"What? Only the father and son are allowed to have unreasonable thoughts about my wife?"

Fu Yanye finally spoke, in a lukewarm manner.

"That was all in the past, and in the end nothing happened."

"I can't get over it."

"..."

"I can't get over it, and no one should think about it."