After leaving the swimming pool, Fang Shuye deliberately proposed to have a meal.

Lin Tianzhuo agreed happily, and Fang Shuye deliberately called for drinks.

The wine entered his throat. Fang Shuye finally found something wrong with Lin Tianzhuo. He saw the wild smile and cunning in her eyes. He pretended to be drunk, and Lin Tianzhuo, who was taking care of him, had many teases and hints in his actions.

When she boldly touched his cheek and said in a whisper, Fang Shuye conducted a bold experiment. He took advantage of the alcohol and followed her.

In the corridor outside the club bathroom, the light was a little dim, and occasionally intoxicated guests walked out staggeringly!

Fang Shuye stood by the wall, his shock and anxiety in his heart never retreated for a long time.

Hearing the sound of the bathroom door, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at Lin Tianzhuo's figure stepping out. His eyes sank, and he hugged her in his arms in his drunkenness.

He smelled the perfume on her body. If a man without some concentration would be hooked by her fragrance. When he shakingly let go of his hand, Lin Tianzhuo leaned into his arms more and more, even holding his face and kissing him.

He didn't want to show off when he was having sex, so he pretended to be drunk and lost his composure. He was not a man without experience. Lin Tianzhuo's kissing skills were good. She even wanted to send her fragrant tongue into his mouth, but he staggered and pretended to fall.

"Shuye——"

She helped him up, but did not intend to send him home. Instead, she smiled at him in a private room, and Fang Shuye felt a little chilled. He fell on the sofa, closed his eyes and remained silent. But Lin Tianzhuo leaned over, snuggled up to him, and told him that she loved him very much.

He pretended to be sleepy and had been patient with her Yueju's behavior. When he was "sleeping", Lin Tianzhuo kissed his forehead and lips. Although her body was soft and her curves were extraordinary, Fang Shuye was thinking about something. What was she like in those years? Or did she become like this because of her growth?

Fang Shuye was sent home by Lin Tianzhuo at night.

He didn't let her go to the door. After Lin Tianzhuo jumped into a taxi, Fang Shuye stood in the night for a long time, and then he saw the lights at his residence.

He couldn't wait to run back home. The house was very clean and there was a woman busy in the kitchen. He suddenly felt that this scene was very warm. If they weren't angry, he would pick her up and kiss her well enough!

He disappeared his smile, and Ye Xingcheng was very suitable for being a wife.

Soon he threw away such unrealistic ideas again. She had a marriage, but she preferred freedom. She even didn't want to marry him, but wanted Minister Zheng, who was a little older, to be her husband!

When he thought about this, his anger was hard to calm down and he immediately returned to normal.

The baked pastries were fresh egg custard flavor. Fang Shuye was a little surprised by her skills and asked lightly: "I don't know you can make these?"

Ye Xingcheng was startled and found that Fang Shuye was standing at the door. She hesitated and nodded, lowered her head to place molds of all sizes in the baking tray.

"What else would you do?" Fang Shuye walked over and sat down at the nearby dining table. When he had nothing to say, he could only find some topics that would not hurt his self-esteem.

"You can do anything a little bit." Ye Xingcheng answered casually, and glanced coldly. It was really awkward to have a president and his female secretary go out to play during the day!

She felt angry in her heart, but when Fang Shuye showed her serious expressions and talked about family affairs, it reminded her of some shadows from the past, the Fang family's dining table, and many scenes, making her unable to concentrate her anger to vent her.

"Why haven't you heard of it?" Fang Shuye was surprised by his ignorance. He always thought that he knew her a lot.

Ye Xingcheng glanced at him, and a faint sarcasm appeared on the corner of his lips: "It's not something worth making a fuss. Our Ye family is a small family, and the children of poor people have long been the family."

"Then continue to be the leader?"

Fang Shuye raised his eyebrows and picked up the loophole in her words. Seeing Ye Xingcheng closing the oven door fiercely, and when he raised his hand to pick up a piece of cake she made, she patted his hand hard, "This is unhygienic!"

He didn't wash his hands, but he clearly knew that her cleanliness was psychological, and this kind of behavior between husband and wife was really good.

He was very warm and helpful, but his face was cold. The storms had not passed. "What's so great? If you don't eat it, don't eat it. The taste of lily cakes is probably better than this."
Chapter completed!