"Why did you stop suddenly?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him, puzzled.

"He's that young?"

Fu Yanye asked in depression and dissatisfaction.

"He is indeed younger than you."

Zhuo Jian looked at him with innocent eyes.

Fu Yanye sneered, looked out the window, then looked at her again, and asked, "So you like it?"

“…”

Zhuo Jian looked at him unexpectedly, and soon after, he only frowned and looked out the window next to him.

Chengcheng sat behind, not very understanding what was wrong with them, and looked at them curiously.

What's young or not?

What do you like or not?

"Zhuo Jian, answer me."

Fu Yanye asked seriously.

"What are you answering you? You agree with the young man. Didn't you say he was young before? Why was he shocked? He suddenly stopped the car, and what happened to everyone thinks we were wrong?"

Zhuo Jian said and looked out the window again.

Fu Yanye didn't care what was going on outside the car, what he cared about...

It was her, did she like others?

The car slowly set off the road again, but Fu Yanye was in a bad mood all the time.

"Dad is very old?"

I don’t know how long it took, but there was another innocent and curious voice behind it.

Fu Yanye felt a thrust in his heart.

Zhuo Jian was even more worried and thought to himself, little ancestor, please stop talking about gold.

Finally, I took Chengcheng to school, and there were only two people left in the car.

"Or why I'll take the car behind."

Seeing that he was unhappy, Zhuo Jian reminded him.

"Oh, now I'm in a hurry to see the young one, afraid that I'll drive too slowly?"

“…”

Zhuo Jian shut up and no more explanation.

Fu Yanye turned the car and took her to work.

Zhuo Jian didn't know what he was angry about, he was not old.

And in her opinion, he is at his best now.

I don’t know how many times better than those boys who have just entered society.

But how did he...

Probably because of amnesia.

Fu Yanye was so confident before, so confident that he was so conceited.

Why.

Zhuo Jian thought silently, you should recover quickly.

The car arrived at the door of the TV station, and Fu Yanye stopped the car again.

The convertible hood was opened, and the autumn wind made people's faces stiff.

Fu Yanye had a calm face and saw someone walking towards his car from the rearview mirror. He seemed very excited and took a big step?

Oh.

Even if he has no memory.

But this cannot change the fact that his wife is sitting next to him.

Do these people remember that she is a married woman?

Her belly isn't obvious enough?

Or is it that he comes to pick her up every day or too few?

"I'll go to work first, you can slow down on the road."

After Zhuo Jian said that, he let go of his seat belt, lowered his head and took his cell phone and wanted to get off the car.

Fu Yanye didn't say anything, just watched the man get closer and closer.

The bad things about youth are here, everything is written on your face, and you don’t know how to hide it.

Fu Yanye looked at it and suddenly became extremely angry.

"Zhuo Jian."

"Um?"

Zhuo Jian turned around and saw nothing clearly.

Fu Yanye suddenly approached, pressed his thin lips against her soft lips.

Zhuo Jian maintained that position dullly.

Heartbeat, pounding.

It's more intense one after another.

His thin lips pressed against her and did not move too much.

Just pressing her so hard, she already made her brain deficient in oxygen and she was about to forget to breathe.

The man who was stroking towards him suddenly seemed to have a gust of wind, pressing his body against him.

Liu Yuntian stood diagonally behind them.

In this world, the most unresisting thing is the intimacy between husband and wife.

Liu Yuntian did not walk forward, but the anger in his eyes became more and more.

In the car, Fu Yanye slowly let go of Zhuo Jian.

Just now, his heart almost jumped out.

He kissed her.

That feeling was strange, with a surge of impetus.

He actually wanted to continue kissing.

Her lips seemed to be prepared for him.

His dark eyes looked at her lips, and he didn't know how long it took to breathe slowly.

Zhuo Jian had already recovered and looked at him calmly.

Didn't it just kiss?

He looked like his first kiss.

Still unexpected, reluctant.

He forgot that he kissed her on the day he had a fever? And it was much better than this time.

Zhuo Jian moved his eyelashes, but he still pursed his lips unconsciously, with a slightly hoarse voice, "Then I'll leave first."

Fu Yanye didn't say anything, but just raised his eyes to look at her.

Zhuo Jian also looked at him. In fact, they hadn't kissed him like this for a long time, and she was a little uncomfortable.

But she believed that as long as he kissed him a little more, she would respond immediately.

She knew that she missed it.

But he didn't.

She swallowed, and when she opened the car door, she turned to look at him seriously, "Didn't it just kiss me? Isn't it? I have given birth to three children, so there is no need for too much psychological activities."

“…”

Fu Yanye didn't say anything, just saw her get out of the car and walk inside.

yes.

All the children have three.
To be continued...