Zhuo Jian thought she heard wrongly, her beautiful eyelashes flickered, and her big watery eyes looked at him.
"hurry up!"
He urged unhurriedly, his dark eyes looking solemnly at the ring on his clasped hands.
Zhuo Jian's heart was pounding, and then she reflexively turned her head to look at the side leading to the restaurant. Seeing that no one was there, she opened her arms and hugged him.
In two seconds, she quickly let go, her face was hot and her heart was beating wildly.
Fu Yanye frowned and looked at her: "That's it?"
"I'll hug you later. We'll go out later."
Zhuo Jian was like a little woman who was not very good at comforting others. When she begged him, she frowned, and the pink in that area made people feel ripples.
Fu Yanye sighed: "You just hug me after you go out?"
"Oh, Fu Yanye!"
Zhuo Jian cried.
"What did you call me?"
"Husband, good husband, please go and have breakfast first."
Zhuo Jian clasped his hands together, begging for mercy!
"My husband will only hold you tightly, you damn woman!"
Fu Yanye was so irritated by her squeamish look that he hooked her neck and pulled her into his arms.
I have been thinking about her all night, but I didn't expect that before she left, the two of them would be forced to stay in isolation for one night.
He couldn't sleep in the car last night, imagining that she would definitely go out to find him, and even had such a hallucination.
But in the end, they were severely slapped in the face by reality.
Facing him were only waves of hot wind and endless darkness.
Zhuo Jian was almost out of breath. She patted his strong arms and said, "I can't breathe anymore. I'm here."
Fu Yanye looked down at her and saw her expression changed, so he relaxed a little, but still hugged her: "You have kept me awake all night, and you still want to let it go? Huh?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him with aggrieved and tearful eyes. The tears were because he had tightened his grip just now.
But it was just enough to pretend to be pitiful and beg for mercy.
But the moment she saw the lovesickness in his eyes, she calmed down completely and just looked at him quietly.
She felt like a hole was going to be drilled into her heart by his gaze, but she couldn't feel the pain, and she was willing to be watched by him all the time.
She was even a little depressed.
"Why don't you resist?"
Fu Yanye asked her doubtfully.
"I suddenly want to kiss you."
After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, she blushed and smiled.
The look in his eyes made her feel distressed.
Fu Yanye's stomach tightened even more when he heard this sound, and then he reflexively glanced at the restaurant behind her, then pinched her chin and lowered his head to take her mouth.
The husband must satisfy his wife's little wish.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
This is the old house of the Fu family. The elders are waiting for them in the restaurant. They might come out at some time.
There are so many employees, they may pop up from every corner at any time, and then...
Zhuo Jian's face turned red, but she couldn't pull his shirt away for a long time.
When he reluctantly let go, Zhuo Jian pursed her lips shyly, feeling as if her saliva was dripping out. After a while, she asked him guiltily: "How come you really kissed me?"
"I won't lie!"
Fu Yanye's straight man's explanation.
Zhuo Jian blushed even more, actually it was good for him to be more straightforward.
But this way, she was even more reluctant to leave him.
Fu Yanye raised his hand and wiped the corners of her mouth, then pressed the thumb that wiped the corners of her mouth to the corners of his own lips and wiped it, "Saliva is also sweet."