Chapter 1336 There is heavy snow in front of him, and he is well-dressed behind him
"You won't want to know."
Fu Yanye smiled and put his forehead against her shoulders.
He thought, what should he do to be with her like before.
Zhuo Jian asked him incomprehensible: "How do you know if you don't say it or not?"
Fu Yanye: “…”
He looked up and saw that she was serious and interested, so he had to 'ruely' to her ear and murmur, "Unless it's..."
Zhuo Jian's ears that approached his lips quickly turned red, and half of his face began to flush.
There was heavy snow in front of him, and behind him was a well-dressed villain.
She struggled, "Let me go, let me go."
"Okay, OK, it's me wrong. I shouldn't have told you this, but you weren't asking me?"
In his eyes, there is both doting and grievance.
Zhuo Jian was actually said by him and suddenly became speechless.
It seems that just now, she insisted on asking him clearly.
She just thought it was a serious matter, but she didn't know that it was that kind of thing.
They still ate together with bowls and then stood by the window watching the snow. He ate the rice and turned to look at her and asked, "Is this the first snow in your impression?"
"The first heavy snow."
Zhuo Jian said.
After she came here, she saw more than this one, but it was still snowing in the morning.
Fu Yanye couldn't help but smile when he heard this, he forgot.
However, he couldn't help but go to see her. For some reason, she even had food exactly the same as before, and was still so elegant and gentle, slowly and enjoyed it very much.
Even he felt that the rice in the bowl was much more fragrant.
It seems that I haven't felt the smell of rice for a long time, since she suddenly disappeared.
Zhuo Jian found that when he was looking at him, he had already eaten half a bowl of rice, holding the bowl and the spoon and looking at him, "Why are you looking at me all the time?"
"Of course it's because you look good."
“…”
It’s not the kind of cliché that you don’t look at me, how can I know I look at you or something, but because you look good.
She turned her head shyly to look out the window, but she could no longer see the snowflakes, only her red face and his slender body.
After dinner, she took the initiative to ask for the dishes, and Fu Yanye stepped aside: "Please."
Zhuo Jian: "…"
This is too real.
But can she wash dishes?
But what's the difficulty of washing dishes?
Zhuo Jian cleaned up the tableware on the table, then turned his head and put the bowl in the dishwasher, and couldn't help but look at him: "Do you don't have a dishwasher in your house?"
Such a good house must be full of technological products.
Fu Yanye just looked at her and smiled, walked closer, and said, "I thought you wanted to wash your hands."
"I didn't find the one for washing dishes, dishwashing agent?"
Zhuo Jian asked him in a low voice.
I'm not sure what that thing is called.
But Fu Yanye's heart became much softer, thinking, very well, at least she did not receive this torture in that castle.
It seems that there is no worries about food and clothing.
Just as he saw her too short hair, he felt like he had been chopped up in his heart.
He patiently taught her to put the bowl in the dishwashing agent, teach her how to operate it, and then pulled her to the side, looked down at her gentle fingers, and asked her, "Will you start writing when you wake up?"
"no."
“How did you think of writing?”
"My husband said I should always do something and can no longer be a big young lady who does nothing, as this will help me physically and mentally."
When she said that Rees was very encouraging to her, so she remembered it very clearly.
Fu Yanye looked at her, lowered his head, and then smiled with difficulty: "Can you stop calling him husband again in the future?"
He asked, in fact, he was very cautious.
It is not as cold and irresistible as usual, but a deliberate attitude.
He didn't want to scare her. She was quite calm tonight and was always patient when talking to him. He hoped that they could continue like this.
He didn't want her to cry and call him a murderer, and he didn't want her to run away excitedly.
"Then, tell me my husband?"
Zhuo Jian asked him in confusion.
“…”
Fu Yanye gradually became a little cold in his dark eyes. Looking at her cautious look, she seemed to be afraid that he would be angry, but she said such unhappy words in the most innocent way.
"Can't you just call his name?"
"His name is so long."
“…”
Fu Yanye finally showed some indifference.
Zhuo Jian didn't want to make him angry, but he couldn't help but ask him carefully: "I know he is bad in the eyes of many people, but you have already brought him to prison. Isn't that enough?"
"You are so naive now."
It's naive, it seems that when I was a child, the seven or eight-year-old girl.
I don’t know the sufferings of the world, nor do I know the evil of bad people. I just naively think that this world is so true, good and beautiful.
The snow was still floating, and Fu Yanye pulled her to watch an old movie on the sofa, saying that she used to like to watch.
She didn't dare to disobey it, but she quickly fell asleep on the sofa.
She didn't like watching those movies very much, or she didn't have the energy to watch them, anyway, she fell asleep quickly.
Fu Yanye saw her sleeping in the sofa in a blink of an eye, so he naturally got up. When he sat down, he sat gracefully next to her, looking straight at the TV, but his hand had reached over her.
Over there, gently stroked her and placed her on his shoulder.
But she fell asleep and slid down his shoulders.
Well, she lay on his lap.
Fu Yanye did not bow his head, but his hand was already gently stroked her shoulders, occasionally falling on her short hair.
When Fu Yanye looked down at her, the movie was over. Zhuo Jian with such short hair made him feel unfamiliar, but he couldn't help getting close to him.
He still picked her up from the sofa.
Zhuo Jian moved, and he murmured: "It's cold here, go to bed."
She stopped moving and was carried upstairs by him. She was gently and cared for by him on the big bed in the bedroom.
"Husband, don't leave."
In her sleep, she couldn't help but lean forward, hooked his firm and narrow waist, and then continued to fall asleep.
Fu Yanye lowered his head, but then felt sad.
She treated him as another person.
She was all that person in her dream.
But when I was awake, I pretended to be very submissive and very obedient to him?
What's her idea?
His cell phone lit up in the middle of the night. It was Feng Ying, "Come out for two drinks?"
Fu Yanye: "Don't go."
"It's a bit boring."
Feng Ying returned to him.
"Accompany your wife."
“…”
Feng Ying had nothing to say, but in this city, Fu Yanye was the person he was most familiar with.
Now he can only drink alone in the club.
However, when he thought of the matter between Fu Yanye and Zhuo Jian, he could only bear it. This matter was really unrelated to him.
Zhuo Jian had an accident to find Jian Qian, and Jian Qian almost had an abortion because of him.
He didn't expect that he would have such a deep connection with Fu Yanye in the future.
After drinking for a while, the girl next to him also felt boring. He glanced lightly and stood up and left.
Jian Qian couldn't sleep at all in the middle of the night. The older the month, the more likely she was to suffer from insomnia. Moreover, the person who came to harass her every night recently.
I also sent her a photo of drinking with other women tonight. What does he mean?
——
The next morning, Zhuo Jian woke up in a warm chest, and there was no dressed chest. She didn't see clearly at all. She even reached out to touch her hand in a daze, but she couldn't wipe it off any more.