"..."

Fu Yanye's body, which was full of strength, suddenly became weak, until he smelled the sweet fragrance on her neck and leaned forward to suck her neck hard.

"Um!"

Zhuo Jian pursed her lips tightly in pain.

Fu Yanye had enough sucking, licked it with satisfaction, and murmured: "What did you call me?"

"Fu...Young Master Ye?"

"Think about it carefully, what should a married woman call her husband?"

Fu Yanye kissed her skin again and again, becoming addicted.

"..."

Zhuo Jian thought to herself, what’s wrong with me just calling you by your first and last name?

"Um?"

Fu Yanye couldn't hear the reply he liked, so he tightened his grip in dissatisfaction.

"Fu Yanye, I hurt."

Zhuo Jian was about to burst into tears when he pinched her, but her voice was soft and cute.

"Call me nicely!"

Fu Yanye saw the tears in the corners of her eyes and was tempted by threats.

"Fu Yanye..."

Her voice is very soft and soft.

"Okay, Fu Yanye, right?"

Fu Yanye suddenly knelt down, looked down at her and began to untie her belt.


Chapter completed!