"Um."

Zhuo Jian took a deep breath of pain and held her neck up for a long time, not daring to move any more.

Until he is willing to stop and let go.

He looked at her biting her lip, her face flushed with anger, smiled helplessly, and whispered against her neck: "Divorce was not my intention, it was you who made me drunk."

Zhuo Jian felt a wave of heat in his heart.

Soon, the heat wave faded away, leaving a layer of hot water droplets on her heart.

Did she get him drunk?

She had a plan, but didn't he?

That night, he refused to accept anyone who came.

"What will it take for you to give up? Am I so bad?"

He murmured, and soon looked up at her.

The lights in the car were dim, but his poor eyes were still as bright as stars.

And Zhuo Jian's gentle eyes could no longer contain him.

"I can at least warm your bed. You like your legs to be cold. How can you survive alone in the winter?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian felt that this person was absolutely amazing.

"Zhuo Jian, can you please don't dump me?"

He murmured, looking at her with pity in his eyes.

Zhuo Jian was going crazy. What happened to him suddenly?

Zhuo Jian's cell phone rang, and she reached out to touch it. Finally, she found a series of numbers in front of her.

Fu Yanye immediately threw her phone behind, then held her wrists and placed them above her head: "Didn't you block him?"

"..."

"Who told you to take him back from the blacklist?"

Fu Yanye questioned, and in Zhuo Jian's questioning eyes, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

He said: "I don't allow you to contact him."

This was Liu Yuntian's number, but it was Liu Yuntian's new number. Zhuo Jian only remembered it, but Fu Yanye obviously knew it too.

Zhuo Jian couldn't struggle, and her mouth hurt from being kissed by him.

Fu Yanye looked at her angrily, "Block him."

"Fu Yanye, you simply... don't come to me again after seven o'clock in the evening."

Especially after meals.

He likes to drink two cups, and after drinking, he likes to act randomly.

That little bit of wine was not enough to make him drunk, but he was making noises as if he were really drunk, making her unable to resist.

"Tell me a reason and listen."

Fu Yanye was puzzled, but couldn't help but kiss her again.

Well, what he wants now is more than just kissing her on the mouth, he thought, looking down at her career line.

When Zhuo Jian found out, she wanted to slap him, but she was trapped and couldn't move.

"Why can't I see you after seven o'clock?"

Fu Yanye asked again. When she turned away angrily and ignored him, he directly sucked her neck, which was exposed for him to kiss.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Why else?

That's why.

"Zhuo Jian, do you want to do what Mr. Zhong said? I want to test my endurance, and as a husband, I haven't handed in homework to my wife for a long time, right?"

"Fu Yanye, you..."

"I want to give you a satisfactory answer."

Maybe you won't want a divorce then.

Zhuo Jian was shocked by his words, her face turned red and she was speechless.

Psycho, neurosis, he is simply a psycho now.

"and......"

He whispered in her ear, but before he finished speaking, the cell phone in his pants pocket also started ringing.

He was unhappy, and his eyes suddenly turned cold and stern, but after thinking about it, he continued to hold Zhuo Jian's wrist above her head with one hand, and reached for the phone before his eyes.

"It's Liang Yu."

He looked down and suddenly smiled slyly.

As soon as Zhuo Jian heard Liang Yu, she struggled reflexively. Fu Yanye immediately looked at her and said, "I don't care if she makes any noise and is heard."

In the small carriage, his deep voice suddenly became full of intimidation.

Zhuo Jian has indeed settled down.
Chapter completed!