Fu Yan hugged her, his voice muffled, "What did you sa... hic, say again?"
Zhizhi was impatient, "Stop faking it, get off me already."
Doesn't he know how heavy he is?
A person of over a hundred pounds pressing down on her, how shameless?
"My head is spinning..." Fu Yan said, staggering further into the room, holding her, "I feel like throwing up..."
???
"Don't you dare!" Zhizhi tried to push him away.
But Fu Yan's strength was too great, she couldn't push him off at all, "You have to support me..."
Zhizhi gritted her teeth, "Fine."
Following his steps, she went straight to the bathroom inside, bent over, and flipped open the toilet lid, "Go ahead and throw up."
Sure enough, Fu Yan, still embracing her, started to whine again, "I'm not going to throw up, I want to take a bath."
As he said this, he even reached out to pull open his tie, then grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest, "Be good, help your husband undress..."
Zhizhi: ...
