Zhuo Jian's heartbeat quickened and he dared to repeat it again seriously.
"Ah!"
Fu Yanye laughed dryly, then turned around and got out of bed.
Zhuo Jian suddenly felt that the ring in her hand was like a hot potato. She watched him loosen his black belt and tuck his shirt into his trousers without knowing how. She didn't know why, but she just
I think this action of his is quite forgiving of crime.
After Fu Yanye tidied herself up, he looked down at her with black eyes and ordered arrogantly: "Hurry up."
At this time, he was already confident and sure of victory.
Zhuo Jian's mouth moved, but she still couldn't say any words of rejection. Anyway, if she didn't put the ring on him today, it would be hot if it hit her hand, so she might as well put it on him.
only......
Her subconscious action was to kneel down, and after kneeling, she picked up his hand, and then she was completely stunned.
Fu Yanye stared at her with dark eyes. He was so surprised at this moment that he even held back his breath.
Such a great gift?
After Zhuo Jian came back to her senses, she shyly wanted to change her position, but it seemed uncomfortable no matter how she moved, so she simply held his hand and put it on him.
Finally, the property returned to its original owner.
Fu Yanye saw the ring finally returned to her ring finger, and the missing piece in her heart was finally filled, but her eyes immediately looked deeply at her.
Zhuo Jian wanted to get up, but Fu Yanye's deep voice stopped him: "Don't move in a hurry yet."
Zhuo Jian slowly raised her eyes and met his proud and abstinent eyes.
Fu Yanye had a smile in her eyes, which made her hair stand on end.
"It looks like this, and it really feels like it."
He said.
Zhuo Jian's ashamed face had no place to put it, and then he moved randomly, but his chin was immediately pinched.
The moment he forced her to raise her eyes and meet his gaze, the huge contrast between the noble aura on his body and her shyness when she was kneeling was like Cheng Huan's concubine meeting the emperor for the first time.
His thumb gently rubbed her soft lips, his dark eyes looked at the place where he had pressed her, and then he lowered his head and grabbed it there.
Zhuo Jian forgot to breathe and raised her head to let him kiss her.
Fu Yanye ended the kiss and murmured: "You're so good."
This time, she blushed directly from her face to her ears.
Her cell phone rang quietly next to her. Fu Yanye turned around and saw the words Ouyang Ping displayed on the screen.
Zhuo Jian also saw it, leaned forward to get it, and then...
"Fu Yanye, save me."
She knelt down on the bed and whispered sadly for help.
To be honest, the moment he saw her posture, he didn't want to save her. He wanted to do something to make her sad.
The aunt came up to ask what time they would have dinner. She saw Fu Yanye holding Zhuo Jian and laying her down on the pillow. She quickly stepped back and then went downstairs quietly. As soon as she got downstairs,
He cheerfully said to another aunt: "We've made peace, we've made peace, call my wife quickly."
"Really reconciled? Oh, that's great. I'm so old, my wife will definitely be very happy."
The two aunts quietly called Wang Yue, while in the bedroom upstairs, Fu Yanye had successfully held Zhuo Jian in his arms.
Zhuo Jian's legs were numb and she had to lie on her side in his arms according to the posture he arranged, and answered Ouyang Ping's call.
Ouyang Ping asked her what time she would get off the plane. She raised her hand and took a look at Fu Yanye's cell phone. Fortunately, she still had enough time.
Fu Yanye was a little unhappy, and played with her hair a little harder.
Zhuo Jian looked up at her and said to Ouyang Ping, "Don't wait for me. I can just take a taxi back when I get there."
"No, I want to tell you that Lin Jiaoyang is here. He came to see you today and said he was on a business trip and stopped by to see you. He also gave me his phone number and asked me to notify him when you return.
I was wondering if you would like to stay in the city for a few more days?"