Fu Yanye stared at her without any reservation.

"..."

wife?

Zhuo Jian still couldn't accept it.

"I can't let the place that belongs to you belong to someone else."

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at him, gradually seeming to sink into a place she shouldn't be.

Is it impossible to let the place that belongs to her belong to someone else?

Is he so nice to her?

"No need to be burdened."

Fu Yanye looked at her frown and said to her.

The corners of Zhuo Jian's mouth moved and she retorted: "It's weird if you don't have any burden!"

"If not..."

Fu Yanye suddenly squeezed her fingertips.

Zhuo Jian was confused and looked at the entangled fingers of the two people.

"Give yourself to me?"

Fu Yanye leaned forward slightly and whispered in her ear.

Zhuo Jian froze and subconsciously turned away from him: "Don't do this!"

"What is it like? It's these three words every time, and I'm so perfunctory?"

Fu Yanye still entangled her hand, his voice caressing her heart like warm wind and drizzle.

Zhuo Jian still looked at the fingers of the two people, which were different in thickness and color, but were entangled together. It took him almost half a minute to regain his senses. He quickly withdrew his hand from his fingers and said persistently: "I can't be with you."

Made."

She wanted to leave, but the car door was suddenly locked.


Chapter completed!