I don't deserve your love

Chapter 356 Wow, My Husband Is Really Amazing

Zhuo Jian stood at the door of the bedroom and looked at him, seeing him carrying a convenience bag, approaching her little by little, looking at her with a smile, touching her cheek, and said: "Honey, I'll take you go home."

"You think too much."

Zhuo Jian was a little upset about his trespassing.

"You choose yourself, how to go."

Fu Yanye was still smiling, and he threw the convenience bag on the ground.

Zhuo Jian subconsciously glanced at the ground, and then...

rope?

Ah!

Zhuo Jian's heart beat faster for a few seconds, and then slowly raised her head.

"I am a little scared."

When she looked at Fu Yanye with clear eyes, she smiled softly and obediently.

I was a little scared of that sound, it was too soft, too soft, too coquettish and too pretentious.

Fu Yanye was fascinated by it for a moment, he thought he must be drunk, otherwise how could he see her such a gentle and lovely smile.

He gently pinched her chin with his hand, and lowered his head to get closer to her so that he could look at her.

He said, "Are you smiling at me?"

"How much did you drink? Wang Yinuo is that good?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him tenderly and asked.

"Wang Yinuo? Who?"

Fu Yanye questioned, but couldn't think of such a person in his mind.

Zhuo Jian felt a pain in her heart, and raised her hand to hold his face: "So, who did you drink with again?"

"Su Bai and Yan Zheng, Su Bai threatened to take you away, I agreed, but the premise is that he must drink me down first."

Fu Yanye laughed, her phoenix eyes half-closed but shining brightly.

"The one who got drunk first must be Brother Su Bai?"

"Well, you are not allowed to call him Brother Su Bai."

After Zhuo Jian finished asking, Fu Yanye nodded and then raised his hand to cover her mouth.

Whether she is angry or not, she always speaks in a gentle and gentle way, and calling her Brother Ren is confusing.

He thought so.

Zhuo Jian took his hand away from his mouth, still looking at him: "Shall we go sit on the sofa first?"

"No, go to the bedroom."

He raised his eyes to look behind her.

"My son is asleep, you will disturb him if you go in, be good."

Zhuo Jian coaxed him to walk to the sofa.

Fu Yanye kept looking down at her, she must have thought he was drunk.

As soon as Zhuo Jian looked up at him, he looked ridiculously drunk, and leaned against her while sitting on the sofa.

Zhuo Jian looked at him in the blink of an eye, raised her hand and gently touched his face: "Do you want to drink more? We haven't had a drink alone in a long time."

"can."

Fu Yanye thought of her appearance after drinking, nodded slowly, then looked up at her, "Kiss me first."

Zhuo Jian's heart trembled, and after looking at him for a few seconds, she gently kissed his forehead.

But as soon as her lips fell on his forehead, she forgot to leave.

Since the divorce, she has always acted very cold and ruthless, even she herself thought that was the case.

I no longer want to be a passionate person, thinking that as long as I work hard to live a good life and have a good relationship with the elders of the Fu family's old house, I can see my son often. As for him...

The past is the past.

When I was about 25 years old, it seemed that I was not as eager as I used to be about emotional matters.

But as soon as she met him, all her previous self-confidence seemed to be shattered.

She kissed his forehead gently, her eyes blurred unconsciously.

After a long time, she went to get the wine, and then prepared two wine glasses.

Fu Yanye was paralyzed on the sofa, staring at the wine she poured with dark eyes, then turned to look at her.

Zhuo Jian picked up the wine for the two of them and brought a glass in front of him.

He sat up again, looked at her in a blink of an eye, and asked her, "Are you trying to get me drunk?"

"I have such a poor capacity for drinking, how did I get you drunk?"

Zhuo Jian asked him.

Fu Yanye looked at her so deeply for a while, and then smiled faintly: "It's true, you really can't drink to death."

Zhuo Jian smiled and lightly clinked glasses with him.

Fu Yanye's warm fingers suddenly pinched her hand holding the wine glass.

Zhuo Jian looked at him.

"Bring a cup."

"..."

Fu Yanye pulled her hand into his.

Zhuo Jian didn't forget to remind her when she watched him drink, but she had no choice but to bring the wine glass to her.

But after only one drink, Fu Yanye pushed her down on the sofa again: "I think about it."

What kind of heart, no secret.

Zhuo Jian thought to herself, didn't you say that you can't do it when you're drunk?

but how?

"I haven't finished the wine yet."

Zhuo Jian raised her hand and gently pressed the lips that he was about to offer, reminding him softly.

Fu Yanye immediately held her soft hand, and moved it directly to his heart for her to caress.

He pressed against her heart and murmured, "Baby, it hurts here."

There were tears streaming down the corners of Zhuo Jian's eyes, but she quickly looked down at him and said softly, "Do you want me to rub it for you?"

"Ah."

"Then you sit down."

Zhuo Jian sat up with him, and Fu Yanye held her in his arms and said softly, "Sit down, let's start."

She gently rubbed his heart with her hands, and her face was pressed against him. For a long time, the two people were good, and they often cuddled like this.

Fu Yanye looked down at her, his drunken eyes were full of thoughts.

She was not so honest.

Rubbing it on his heart can go to other places.

Fu Yanye called her hoarsely: "My wife."

Zhuo Jian came back to her senses, looked up at him with a smile, "Huh?"

"I miss you."

He confessed.

Zhuo Jian smiled: "That's it, husband, we are not divorced, are we?"

Looking at her cute appearance with deep black eyes, Fu Yanye suddenly smiled, "Yeah."

"So, you hired someone to do the divorce certificate and those videos?"

Zhuo Jian lay on his heart and looked up like a little girl who adored him, and asked him.

"Ah."

"Wow! My husband is amazing."

Zhuo Jian laughed and praised him.

Fu Yanye smiled, "How could I really get divorced, you forgot what I said, in this life there is only..."

"Only widowed, not divorced."

Zhuo Jian took what he wanted her to say.

"The memory is really good, reward one."

He went to kiss her again, but she cleverly avoided his entanglement after only one touch, then leaned over to help him pour another glass of wine, and said to him: "You drink first."

Fu Yanye took the wine glass and looked at her puzzled, "What about you?"

"Me? Go to the kitchen and make you a cup of honey water. Drinking too much wine hurts your stomach."

Zhuo Jian coaxed him nicely, kissed him on the cheek before leaving.

Fu Yanye held the wine glass and watched her go to the kitchen, then leaned on the sofa, couldn't help smiling.

It seems that the trick works.

Fu Yanye continued to drink, and suddenly felt that the taste of the wine was not very good.

He turned his head and glanced at the rope at the door of the bedroom, feeling better.

After Zhuo Jian went to the kitchen, she looked out quietly, and saw that he was drinking by himself, and the sharpness in his eyes flickered, then took his beautiful crystal cup and poured half a cup of hot water into it, and then found the honey bottle, power He unscrewed it and took out a large spoonful of honey from it.

While she was stirring, she was suddenly blocked by someone behind her.