Fu Yanye put his hands on the back of her chair and the edge of the table, looking at her with dark eyes, looking very serious.
Zhuo Jian only felt that she was surrounded by him and almost suffocated, so she had to relent: "Just for a while."
Fu Yanye agreed and stood up, "Okay."
Zhuo Jian sat in the chair and saw that he was motionless for a long time. She raised her eyes and looked at him with clear eyes, "Don't you want to watch TV?"
"Together."
"you go first."
Zhuo Jian sat and touched his chin thoughtfully.
Fu Yanye looked at the weird twinkling in her eyes, and looked at the way she touched her chin. She was so cute, not too alluring.
"Let's get together."
"you go first."
Zhuo Jian suddenly became unhappy, put his hand down on his chin, and ordered with a frown.
After hearing this, Fu Yanye could only nod and take the first step.
Zhuo Jian watched him go away with charming eyes, and muttered unconsciously. Then in a blink of an eye, she saw the unfinished cake on the table, picked up the spoon, scooped out a little more and put it in her mouth.
As soon as you taste it, you know it was made by the old man himself.
I feel that all conditions are particularly up to standard.
So she took a few more bites.
It was only when she stood up to leave that she turned her head, and then her legs became weak with fear.
"You, why are you here again?"
She clearly saw him leaving.
Fu Yanye quickly hugged her plump waist and looked at her worriedly, "So timid?"
She doesn't look like a timid person.
But now my face really doesn't look good.
Zhuo Jian also looked at him, and then gradually heard her own heart beating like thunder.
She is not timid.
She just didn't expect him to come back suddenly.
She just had a few more bites of cake.
"If I suddenly appeared behind you, you would be shocked."
"I do not think so."
Fu Yanye's particularly serious reply.
"You don't think so? It's really..."
"Um?"
"As arrogant as ever."
In the past, I only criticized him more in my heart.
But recently, I seem to be talking out a bit too much.
However, she stared directly at his expression and found that he was not angry, so she acted more boldly and looked at him.
Fu Yanye chuckled.
"why are you laughing?"
Zhuo Jian felt guilty for a while when he laughed.
"Quite cute."
"ah?"
"Although you are already a mother of three children, it is obvious that you are still as cute as ever."
He helped her stand up straight and commented as he released his hold on her waist.
"..."
Zhuo Jian thought, is this a compliment?
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look at his appearance carefully, and the more she looked, the more unsure he became.
But feeling the warmth on her wrist, she came back to her senses and lowered her eyes.
His long fingers held her wrist.
Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat, her eyelashes like butterfly wings fluttered twice, and she whispered softly: "Why are you holding me?"
Fu Yanye followed her gaze and unconsciously held her wrist tighter. His voice was low and magnetic, "I'm afraid you might fall."
"..."
Zhuo Jian felt horrified.
Is he afraid that she will fall, or is he afraid that she will not fall?
She had not forgotten that he wanted her to have an abortion.
Quickly take your hand away from his palm, and then keep a safe distance from him, "You'd better not get too close to me, I'm afraid you will hurt me intentionally."