I don't deserve your love

Chapter 398 Smoking on His Lap

He never dared to be so deviant, but it didn't mean he didn't have this idea.

"Shen Kuan."

Zhang Mingmei called him coldly again.

Only then did Shen Kuan come back to his senses, and immediately let go of his guilty conscience.

Zhang Mingmei glanced at him, turned her head and left.

Shen Kuan stood in the crowd in despair.

After watching the whole scene, the three people upstairs felt that Shen Kuan was indeed quite different from Zhang Mingmei in terms of momentum.

Zhang Mingmei came upstairs and saw all three people standing beside her, so she knew that they had seen the meeting between her and Shen Kuan just now, and they walked over to find Zhuo Jian to continue drinking, but Su Bai stood in front of her: "You It’s fine to be so horizontal in Fanxing, but don’t be like this outside.”

Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye watched from the sidelines, pretending to be transparent.

Zhang Mingmei looked up at him: "Then what should I do? Should I compromise?"

"You don't know kung fu. It doesn't matter how you flirt in Fanxing. Fanxing is your territory, but when no one is protecting you outside, you have to know how to endure. Contact me first, and wait until I go." It's not too late."

"..."

"I don't have any other thoughts about you. As my personal doctor, you can't have any accidents."

"What can happen to me?"

"With your personality of turning your head and wanting to leave just now, why don't you beat up someone who has a bad temper outside?"

"The big deal is a death."

Zhang Mingmei said.

Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye listened beside him, and felt that Su Bai had suffered a little, but it was good, someone had to take care of him.

"Are you so unafraid of death?"

"I have no family, and my master died a few years ago. If there is an accident, I will go to accompany him as an old man in advance."

"you……"

"What are you? Are you reluctant?"

Zhang Mingmei approached him on tiptoe and asked him suddenly.

Su Bai's old face froze: "Nonsense."

Then turned around and entered the private room.

Seeing him like that, Fu Yanye couldn't help laughing.

A man who once bought drunk for his wife should soon buy drunk for another woman, yes.

Fu Yanye looked down at Zhuo Jian, and couldn't help but frowned seeing her admiring Zhang Mingmei's eyes, and suddenly hugged Zhuo Jian tightly, and said in a low voice, "You and Zhang Mingmei are not suitable to be friends."

Zhuo Jian raised her eyes and said with a smile, "Honey, your wife is 25 years old."

She no longer needs to be told if this person is suitable for a friend.

As long as you like it.

She felt that Zhang Mingmei's distinctive personality was simply not too pleasant.

What Zhang Mingmei said was what she had never dared to say.

It was the first time Fu Yanye heard her call my dear so softly but felt cold all over.

Zhang Mingmei watched Su Bai enter the private room and said to Zhuo Jian: "Shall we go back and continue drinking?"

"it is good!"

Zhuo Jian agreed, gently pushed Fu Yanye away and left with Zhang Mingmei.

Fu Yanye couldn't help but sneered, laughing at himself, thinking to himself, drink more, Mrs. Fu.

Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye didn't leave Fanxing until almost eleven o'clock. Zhuo Jian's face turned red from drinking, but he looked quite calm and calm before leaving Fanxing.

It's just that as soon as I go out, the whole person starts to feel out of shape.

Fu Yanye carried her into the car and hugged her. After the driver drove, he looked down at her: "How much did you drink?"

"Just one bottle."

Zhuo Jian raised a finger.

Seeing her gentle fingers, Fu Yanye sighed unconsciously.

"pretty good."

He hugged him a little tighter.

Zhuo Jian struggled, her eyelids barely opened: "Fu Yanye, don't hug me so tightly, it's uncomfortable."

Fu Yanye looked down at her lying limp in her arms, and thought, no matter how uncomfortable you are, can it compare to mine?

He didn't relax until he saw the crystal clear eyes in her, and gently stroked her arm and whispered: "Is this light enough?"

"It's too light, don't you want me anymore?"

Zhuo Jian muttered.

Fu Yanye's heart twitched, what nonsense are you talking about?

When the two returned to Shengyuan, Fu Yanye put her on the big bed and lay on top of her, "I'll put the bath water in, and I'll sleep after I take a bath."

Zhuo Jian nodded her head in a daze, the blush on her face was even more intense at this time, the alcohol played the best role, making her confused.

At the same time, Zhuo Jian's cell phone rang, Zhang Mingmei's call, Zhuo Jian suddenly got up, looked around, found her bag at the end of the bed, opened it and took out her cell phone, and saw the words "Sister Mingmei" Immediately picked it up, and lay down at the end of the bed again: "Sister, I'm home."

"It's fine when you get home. You, aren't you drunk?"

Listening to her voice, Zhang Mingmei asked worriedly, just now Su Bai told her that Zhuo Jian can't drink well.

"a little bit."

Zhuo Jian smiled foolishly, her eyes narrowed into slits.

Zhang Mingmei: "Where's your husband?"

"Husband? Husband?"

Zhuo Jian murmured and roared and shouted all over the room.

Fu Yanye ran out of the bathroom, thinking that something had happened.

Zhuo Jian saw him with narrowed eyes, and said to the person on the phone with a smirk, "He's here."

"That's good, let's hang up."

Zhang Mingmei said.

"Alright, goodbye, Miss Mingmei."

After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, she threw the phone away and fell into a coma at the end of the bed.

Fu Yanye stood at the door of the bathroom and sighed helplessly, then walked forward, "Go take a shower."

Zhuo Jian was silent, but his rosy face and every inch of his beautiful skin made him lose his temper, but his adrenaline kept soaring.

With his warm fingers, he gently unbuttoned her shirt, and his heart beat even harder without undoing one more button.

This woman's damn magic power made him lie at the end of the bed with her involuntarily, kissing her lips while whispering: "Baby."

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian didn't even open her eyes, and agreed in a daze.

"say you Love Me."

Zhuo Jian's body was itchy after being kissed, and she twisted under him, trying to turn around and go to sleep.

I can't hear clearly.

Fu Yanye's lips brushed against her face, and he lay there looking at her in disappointment.

The light in the room was warm, and the slender body of the man at the end of the bed slowly approached the back of the woman, and then his forehead rested on the back of her neck, silent.

After an unknown amount of time, when the room was quiet enough, he suddenly got up, picked up the sleeping person, and went to the bathroom.

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At twelve o'clock at night, when the stars are still at their peak, the men and women writhing on the dance floor on the first floor are releasing their pressure and charm to their heart's content.

Zhang Mingmei took the initiative to find Su Bai's room, watched Su Bai half lying on the bed smoking, closed the door, the bustle outside had nothing to do with them.

Su Bai raised his eyes to look at her, his heart stopped, and then he pretended to get up again: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Mingmei walked up to him, took his cigarette from his lips, put it in her own and took a sip.

Su Bai looked at her, suddenly he couldn't speak irritable words in the dim space.

Zhang Mingmei kicked his leg, and he stepped forward consciously.

Zhang Mingmei rode on his lap, smoking a cigarette.