"honey, I miss you so much."

In her sleep, she hugged the person who called her tighter.

Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and looked at her, gently patting her shoulder with his hand.

She misses him so much?

How much do you want it?

He looked down at her, not daring to disturb her anymore, and just hugged her gently.

Zhuo Jian continued to sleep in the warm embrace.

The dream faded, but she slept soundly.

——

It's dark.

Zhuo Jian hasn't woken up yet, but the person holding him is looking through her phone.

Someone in the WeChat group took a picture of her and sent her some photos of the party.

Fu Yanye looked at the photo of his wife with cold eyes.

That boy, he must have fallen in love with his wife, right?

Her body was warm and soft, and when she acted coquettishly in her dream, it made him feel so soft. Are there other men who want to know how coquettish she looks?

Ah.

That boy should be glad that he was not here at this time, otherwise he would have been killed by Boss Fu's eyes.

Soon, a video was sent to WeChat.

Fu Yanye half-squinted his eyes, hugged Zhuo Jian into his arms, and answered the call.

"Sister Zhuo Jian, we..."

"Sorry, my wife is still sleeping."

Fu Yanye had long arms, one arm hugged her and the other raised to a suitable height.

In this second, it was as if the whole world saw how tender they were as a couple.

It was just getting dark, and the two of them were actually in bed.

Zhuo Jian, on the other hand, buried her face in his arms.

Fu Yanye found the correct position and felt that the angle was pretty good.

But after showing it to them, he immediately moved away and looked coldly at the person holding the mobile phone on the other side of the video, "Is there anything else?"

The person on the other end had been stunned for a long time, and could only shake his head at this time: "No, no, we just want to tell Sister Zhuo Jian that we haven't finished playing since noon. We originally wanted to invite her to play together, but

It seems..."

"Invite her to play together? She is pregnant with the child now, so it is not convenient for her to go to some occasions with you. If there is nothing else, I will hang up."

Fu Yanye felt the person in his arms was moving, probably wanting to wake up, and quickly hung up the video.

The people on the other end of the video were still stunned.

How can any man be so annoying?

Why should you interfere in your wife's private life?

Even if she is married, it does not mean that she cannot have her own private life and her own circle.

Fu Yanye put down the phone and looked down at Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian also raised his head, feeling that this sleep was extremely satisfying.

but......

Her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and then she looked at him without blinking.

She felt her hands hugging a waist that didn't belong to her. The waist was strong and sexy.

She also felt that she was being held, what was on top of her head?

his hand?

Zhuo Jian's heart was beating like thunder, but her expression was dull.

"Have you slept yet?"

Fu Yanye asked her softly.

"Um."

Zhuo Jian made a dull sound and continued to look at him.

what happened?

Why is he here?

Zhuo Jian recalled carefully and looked behind him again.

This is in their house.

And this is the bedroom.

Doesn’t she live here by herself now?

Most of the time, her son would accompany her.

Zhuo Jian focused his eyes on the person in front of him again, his throat moved, and then he said: "Fu Yanye."

"Um?"

"Why are you here?"

Zhuo Jian smelled the unique cold fragrance on his body and felt his body temperature.

His temperature doesn't seem to be as high as it was in the morning, but it probably hasn't completely subsided yet.

Fu Yanye still hugged her, and the tenderness in his dark eyes could not be hidden, "You are dreaming."

"Um?"

dream?

She seemed to remember.

But what does her dream have to do with him being here?
Chapter completed!