"Probably not!"

Zhuo Jian answered while feeling whether there was any pain in other parts of his body.

"should?"

Fu Yanye raised his dark eyes and looked at her profile.

"No!"

How could you use an uncertain tone when talking to Mr. Ye?

Fu Yanye lowered his head after hearing her say no.

Just a pair of hands couldn't help but gently hold her slender waist, and once they grasped it, they wanted to hold it all.

Zhuo Jian subconsciously shrank into her stomach and blushed: "Are you ready?"

Only then did Fu Yanye come back to his senses, "Yeah."

Zhuo Jian relaxed for a moment and immediately got up, sitting side by side with him in shame and embarrassment. Then she looked at the door: "Thank you for saving me. If there's nothing else, I'll go back first..."

"As a price for saving you, you are not allowed to leave tonight."

Fu Yanye suddenly tightened her waist and hugged her as they both fell onto the bed.

Zhuo Jian's heart trembled, and her hand reflexively covered his arm on her waist. She considered it again and again before whispering: "This is not appropriate."

"We will hold a press conference tomorrow. You are my wife, don't hide it anymore."

Fu Yanye buried his face in her neck and declared in a low voice.


Chapter completed!