"Otherwise, the tiger will not eat any more. I believe you will be willing to poison me, but I don't believe you will be willing to poison your son, even though you always say you don't like him."

After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he ate pudding in big stutters.

Fu Yanye frowned slightly and lowered his head.

Does she think the child is more important than her?

Why doesn't she understand him at all?

Fu Yanye suddenly remembered the words in his ears, and there would be no generation gap between them. He was very sure of this in terms of bed affairs.

But she was like this now, and he sighed helplessly.

When Zhuo Jian was eating pudding, he kept thinking about how their relationship was normal. He didn't think about it after eating, but there was one thing she had to do, that was, leave.

So after eating the pudding, she put down the bowl, sat upright on the sofa and said to him politely, "Can I leave?"

Fu Yanye raised his eyes to her, but no answer.

"I originally planned to come back and leave for the weekend, but it has been delayed."

Zhuo Jian replied to him.

Fu Yanye lowered his eyes, looked at his hand that had originally worn a ring, and then touched it.

Zhuo Jian looked at his hand and immediately understood what he meant, but he still pretended that he didn't see it and said, "Then I'll book a plane ticket."

She picked up the phone next to her, Fu Yanye watched her really open a software to book a plane ticket, reminding her, "Don't order today's."

Zhuo Jian raised his eyes to him, and after a few seconds he nodded, "Then tomorrow morning, it can't be too late."

He needed time, and when he heard that she didn't insist on leaving today, he felt a little relaxed and didn't question it anymore.

"The plane will be at 8:30 tomorrow morning."

Zhuo Jian said to him after he finished booking.

Fu Yanye lowered his head and remained silent.

It started to rain outside again. Zhuo Jian looked outside in a blink of an eye, then looked at him again and asked him, "Are you okay today?"

Fu Yanye looked at her and continued to remain silent.

Zhuo Jian always felt that his silent silence seemed to be accusing him, but she just asked him a question and he just had to answer.

Fu Yanye sighed in dismay, and soon asked her, "Do you still want to eat?"

Zhuo Jian: "…"

The two of them looked at each other, and in just three seconds, they looked out the window again.

The rain outside became denser and denser.

Zhuo Jian got up and walked to the window. Looking at the sky connecting the sea in the distance, it was so gloomy. He couldn't help but think that there might be a heavy rain later.

What's behind?

She looked at him in a blink of an eye and found that he was looking at her too.

His cell phone rang again. He glanced at it and found that it was Lin Ruxiang. He subconsciously glanced at Zhuo Jian again, and lazily picked it up, "What's the matter?"

"Yan Ye, I heard that A Jian and Li Yuqing were surrounded by reporters in the hotel last night? How was she okay?"

Lin Ruxiang spoke in a very concerned tone.

Fu Yanye looked at Zhuo Jian and said, "Look for you."

Zhuo Jian was stunned, but subconsciously walked over and took his phone and put it in his ear.

"What do you want to know?"

Zhuo Jian asked.

"I, you are with Yan Ye? Haven't you quarreled?"

Lin Ruxiang was a little surprised. She actually dared to answer Fu Yanye's call.

"We are a couple quarreling. Miss Lin may say anything directly. If you have nothing to do, I will die."

Zhuo Jian said something lightly, but unexpectedly he looked at Fu Yanye, and immediately lowered his head guiltily and turned around to look elsewhere.

"You are indeed husband and wife, but you..."

“…”

Zhuo Jian couldn't listen to her nagging and hung up the phone.

She was short of people, and Lin Ruxiang had no business, just an excuse to call Fu Yanye.

She returned the phone to Fu Yanye, but Fu Yanye refused to answer.

Zhuo Jian lowered his head and put his cell phone on the table, saying to him, "She seems to be just an excuse to talk to you about the phone. There is nothing else I want to go upstairs and have a nap."

"Since she is talking to me about the phone, why do you hang up instead of returning it to me?"

Fu Yanye asked her back.

Zhuo Jian: "…"

I really didn't expect him to ask this question.

"Then you can call her back."

Zhuo Jian said unhappily, then turned around and left.

Fu Yanye saw her going upstairs, knocked her fingers on the sofa a few times, then got up and put away the bowl.

He was not interested in calling the woman.

But aren’t Lin Ruxiang really afraid that Lin’s family will go bankrupt early?

Zhuo Jian went to take a shower, then changed into his comfortable pajamas and lay on the bed.

She is so sleepy.

I don’t know what time it was, but she felt that her stomach became hot and she moved unconsciously.

Fu Yanye sat beside the bed, looking at her lower abdomen, and couldn't help but touch her. When she saw her move, she moved, and then couldn't help looking at it.

She was wearing a suit, her top was a little short, and her beautiful belly was exposed as soon as she moved. He saw that it was different from before, and couldn't help but lean on it gently.

Zhuo Jian's breathing stagnated and he didn't breathe for a long time.

Fu Yanye lay gently close to her, listening to something in her belly, was it that boy?

Zhuo Jian heard her heartbeat like thunder. Yes, she woke up, and was awakened by his sudden movements.

But she didn't dare to move around, so he rarely communicated with the child like this.

Until his hands gently stroked her skin, her hair gradually stood up, and then she had to move again.

Fu Yanye left her lower abdomen and then came to her.

Zhuo Jian felt that there seemed to be someone in front of him, and he closed his eyes and pretended to be a reaction after falling asleep, turning over.

But when she moved, her slim waist would attract his eyes. From the side, the curve was so good that it made his heart itchy.

His hands couldn't help but pressed against her waist, and then slowly went in, still reaching her lower abdomen.

Zhuo Jian was tense all over and didn't dare to breathe at all.

"Do you want to suffocate yourself to death?"

Fu Yanye asked her behind her and pressed against the back of her head.

Zhuo Jian then took a deep breath and then exhaled heavily.

"What are you doing?"

She asked him in a low voice, but her voice was still very vague when she didn't wake up.

"Ask that kid if he was abused by his mother."

Fu Yanye said.

After hearing this, Zhuo Jian's lips moved and murmured, "There is only one person in our family who abuses others. That person's surname is Fu but Zhuo."

"Is that true? Why do I think that person's surname is Zhuo?"

Fu Yanye retorted.

The room was a little dark, a little heavy, and a little quiet. They endured each other for half a minute. Zhuo Jian slowly turned around and looked up at him.

Fu Yanye also looked at her with dark eyes, not so cold, but she still made her unable to understand.

“The abuser often doesn’t know that he has abused.”

In her eyes, she looked very stubborn.

Fu Yanye's hand was still on her warm skin, and he tried a little harder, "I don't think I'm an abuser. If you don't understand what abuse is, I don't mind letting you know."

"What does it mean? Do you still want to, right, a pregnant woman moves thickly?"
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