Zhuo Jian was a little worried, worried that he would become darker when he was unhappy.

She was afraid that she would not be able to take it.

She has seen what he looks like when he becomes fierce.

When he came back from the bathroom, he just said lightly: "Go to sleep."

She only had a bath towel around her.

If it were in the past, he would have been imagining, but this time he didn't even look at her, and he also cared about finding her a conservative pajamas.

Zhuo Jian was always a little nervous because he was actually sleeping next to her.

The two were in the same quilt, although their backs were facing each other.

And soon...

Her slender waist was tightly tied.

Fu Yanye hugged her from behind and pressed her against the back of her neck.

There was no words, she was tight all over, but the person behind her was just holding her silently.

He also wore a complete set of pajamas today, and the one he had with her was a couple style.

The two of them felt their temperature after several seconds through two sets of pajamas.

Zhuo Jian's heartbeat kept climbing force. Fu Yanye felt her tension, and the force of holding her tightened again.

Zhuo Jian pinched the corner of the quilt with restraint. After a few seconds, his waist suddenly became loose.

The person behind her was turned to her back again...

Later, she slept in a daze and felt her waist tightening again. She felt a very familiar feeling that made her dream quickly.

——

The next morning.

Reis held a blood-stained dagger and a white cloth. While slowly rubbing the blood on the dagger, he said gently: "Baby, don't blame me."

"don't want."

She lowered her head and saw the person lying on the clean floor. Blood from her heart was overflowing, and a large area with red and rich red floor. She panicked and kept shouting: "Why? Why? Save him, save him..."

"The game is over."

He smiled and said softly, in standard English.

"Help, help...ah..."

Zhuo Jian crawled up, his forehead covered with sweat.

She gasped and tried to look at her side.

There was no one else on the bed except her.

She suddenly felt a bad feeling in her heart, she lifted the quilt and ran towards the door.

"Zhuo Jian."

“…”

Zhuo Jian stopped at the door and turned around and looked in the direction of the bathroom.

"Where are you going?" Fu Yanye asked frowned at her pale face.

Zhuo Jian's heart, which was only one that reached his throat, could finally slowly lower it. As soon as his legs were weak, he squatted on the ground along the wall.

She tried hard to look at him, although she couldn't see clearly, but she knew it was him.

Her tears are still falling one by one.

It's just a dream.

She was scared to death.

She pressed her heart hard and breathed hard.

Fu Yanye walked over, squatted in front of her with her trousers, and his slender and sexy fingers pinched her chin and raised her: "Where are you going?"

"Look for you."

Her voice was weak.

Fu Yanye looked at her and looked at her so nervous. Are you looking for him?

He felt funny in his heart, she thought he was as easy to deceive as she was?

But when he looked down at her bare feet, he still let go of her chin, then picked her up from the ground, and told her while walking to the bed: "Remember, no matter what, you won't walk without shoes."

“…”

Zhuo looked at him frantically.

Don't walk without shoes?

She was afraid that he would die, and she was so anxious that she was going to die. How could she have to come and find shoes?

Fu Yanye put her on the bed and asked her, "Want to get up?" Zhuo Jian nodded a little dullly, but still couldn't help but go to see him.

He looked fine, it was OK.

It's fine if it's okay.

Zhuo Jian was very grateful that it was just a dream.

Why would Reese say that it was just a game?

Zhuo Jian hugged her knees and huddled on the bed.

Fu Yanye sat next to her. He was unhappy, unhappy about her rejection, and her longing for another person, and her just...

The moment he saw her running out, his heart almost burst out.

Fortunately, she stopped.

Fu Yanye raised his hand and stroked her warm hair, "Jian Jian, can you stop thinking about leaving?"

leave?

Zhuo Jian looked at him in a blink of an eye and told him in a hoarse voice: "I didn't want to leave."

"Then what are you running?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

I still ran barefoot, and my hair was floating.

Her hair is so short now...

Zhuo Jian thought about it for a while, then hugged himself and remained silent.

She wasn't sure if she wanted to let him know that she had a bad dream.

"Breakfast is almost done, go and wash, huh?"

Fu Yanye didn't want to force her to say anything, but just whispered to remind her.

Zhuo Jian nodded and agreed: "Yes."

——

After breakfast, Fu Yanye went to the office, but he was not energetic in anything he did. Soon after, he picked up his cell phone and called Wang Rui: "Look at her."

"Madam? She hasn't gone out today."

Wang Rui always felt that Fu Yanye's tone should not be about Zhuo Jian.

"Didn't go out? What is she doing?"

Fu Yanye asked in confusion, and then opened the notebook specially used to monitor the home.

"I heard that Yuan Man said that his wife has not come out of the study."

Wang Rui returned to him.

Fu Yanye also found her in the study. She was holding her legs in the chair, but her eyes were staring at the computer, not knowing what she was thinking.

"I know, she is going out, remember to follow her closely."

"yes."

Wang Rui hung up the phone, looked at his phone in confusion, thinking what happened again?

Before Fu Yanye put down his cell phone, Wu Fei knocked on the door.

"Boss, Mr. Feng is here." "Which Mr. Feng?"

Fu Yanye asked unhappily.

"It's your brother-in-law."

Feng Ying himself went in from Wu Fei, raised his hand with Wu Fei and closed the door.
To be continued...