"cold."

She murmured again, pulling him lower.

“…”

Fu Yanye looked down at the woman holding her, and used it with a sense of heat in his heart.

I just don't know if she knows who she is holding at the moment.

"Little torture spirit."

In the darkness, Fu Yanye looked at her close and murmured.

Later, Fu Yanye hugged her by the bed and let her sleep more comfortably before going to take a shower.

The dark night is boundless, everything is unclear.

——

When Zhuo Jian woke up, he stretched and felt that he was sleeping so full, comfortable and warm.

But someone looked at her with dissatisfaction, and she shrank to the side so scared that she saw him clearly before smiling guiltily and leaning into his arms again, saying softly: "Mr. Fu Zao."

"Um?"

"Good morning."

Zhuo Jian was startled by the sound of um and subconsciously greeted him again.

Fu Yanye stepped forward, gently pinched her chin, and his captivating eyes penetrated directly into the appearance of her eyes. He approached her dangerously, "Say it again, what do you call me?"

“…”

"Um?"

"Fu, Fu Yanye?"

Zhuo Jian thought about it and responded to him.

But Fu Yanye frowned even more, "Give you another last chance."

"Will my chin be broken by you?"

Zhuo Jian was only worried about this and asked him with a little aggrievedness.

Fu Yanye was so angry that she wanted to get angry, but in the end she laughed. Seeing that she was really worried, she couldn't help asking her, "I will support her if I cut it."

“…”

Zhuo Jian wants to escape.

"What did you dream of last night?"

Fu Yanye suddenly asked.

Zhuo Jian was a little confused when he heard this. What did you dream of last night?

"I didn't dream of anything."

She thought about it but didn't realize it.

"Didn't dream? Let me remind you? White."

“…”

White?

Zhuo Jian thought about it seriously again, but still couldn't remember it.

Fu Yanye looked at her simple appearance and for a few seconds he wondered if she was pretending to be stupid. Anyway, he didn't really forget it.

This woman is very good at lying to him.

"Really not?"

Fu Yanye thought, I'll give you another chance.

"Hey, you, don't move."

Zhuo Jian suddenly raised his hand and held half of his face and looked at him seriously.

Fu Yanye was stuck in confusion.

"You let go of me. I saw something here. I want to see it clearly."

"If you dare to lie to me, you will die."

Fu Yanye murmured softly.

Zhuo Jian also held his face with his other hand, and he really got closer. When he was conditioned reflexing himself up, she held his face firmly, and her warm lips hit her.

Go up.

“…”

At this moment, Fu Yanye's mind suddenly became blank, and his hands couldn't help but hold her slender waist and her shoulders tightly.

Zhuo Jian only kissed him for a moment, and after leaving slowly, his big eyes immediately opened and looked at him straight. She was a little worried, worried that he would be angry.

She was wondering, is Boss Fu angry when he gets up?

Fu Yanye also opened his eyes, but suddenly he couldn't see clearly.

This woman suddenly kissed him? Why?

"Did you not sleep well? Why don't you sleep again?"

Zhuo Jian asked him softly.

Because she still looks bored when she sees him.

"How can I see it?"

Boss Fu asked his doubts.

Why did he think this woman is a little strange?

"Well, you've always been unhappy."

Zhuo Jian answered very seriously.

When I woke up in the morning, the gentle and gentle voice that the person could not help but want to love her.

Unhappy?

Indeed, he was unhappy.

But it’s not because I didn’t sleep well, okay?

He's because...

"What if I say I'm not happy because I haven't had a good sleep?"

"Ah? Why? You went to work so early? Are your subordinates not doing their jobs well?"

"What if I said you could have a way to make me happy?"

Fu Yanye didn't know why her little head thought so many things that had nothing to do with her. What he wanted was something else.

Zhuo Jian was guided by him and became panicked again, whispering: "That, haven't left yet."

Fu Yanye: “…”

He looked at her for a while before he said it: "If I say, what if you say you love me."

"ah?"

"Just three words, the man in front of you will be happy."

Fu Yanye murmured softly, raised his hand and gently stroked her hair.

Zhuo Jian became tense instantly.

Love him?

She looked at him seriously again, and then looked elsewhere with a little unnaturally.

She admitted that he treated her very well for a while, and she really thought he was handsome, really attracted by him, and even admired him, but...

It's too early to say love.

"What? Can't you say it?"

"ah?"

He looked at her coldly again, very unhappy.

Zhuo Jian felt a stimulating in his heart and whispered: "I admit that you are very good. If you score, you will be at least ninety-eight."

She thought that Boss Fu should be very happy with such a high score.

Boss Fu frowned, "How many points?"

“Ninety-eight.”
To be continued...