Zhuo Jian's heart beat faster because he suddenly approached her, so close that he could feel his breathing, so close that she could kiss the familiar perfume smell on him.
Zhuo Jian felt that his arms were about to numb, so he murmured: "Can you stop hugging me first?"
"Um?"
Fu Yanye's low voice questioned.
"Hands are numb."
Zhuo Jian thought that lying on the bed and hugging must be a skill.
In posture.
Otherwise it will be really easy to get numb.
After listening to her, Fu Yanye felt that her hand was not in his heart and quickly left some.
She pressed her arm, and he raised his hand and touched it gently: "Is it better?"
"Don't touch it first."
It's even more irritating when you touch it.
Fu Yanye really let go of his hand, but he still stood close to her and said softly: "If my hands were numb before, what would you do?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him curiously, "How to do it?"
"If it's numb, I will keep slapping me. If it's numb, I will be kicked."
“…”
Zhuo Jiancai doesn't believe it.
How could she be that bad?
It is very uncomfortable to have numb hands and feet. It is best not to move and wait for it to get better.
unless……
"Did you make me angry?"
Zhuo Jian asked him softly.
Fu Yanye listened to her soft voice, and felt as if sweet in his heart was poured in. He couldn't help but get closer to her. Wherever he looked, was her beautiful lips, and he murmured: "No, I'm reluctant to leave."
.”
He said reluctantly, and then his lips kissed her.
Zhuo Jian's eyes widened, but his eyes could not see anything clearly.
I only felt his lips on hers, kissing and teasing.
Yes, she felt like she was being teased.
He seems to like kissing very much, and his kissing skills are pretty good?
"Jian Jian, you are so sweet."
He murmured, and after a few seconds he left her, he went to kiss her again.
Zhuo Jian's arms were not so numb, so he immediately raised his hand to push his chest.
But he hugged her again, deepening the shallow kiss just now.
Zhuo Jian suddenly felt dizzy. He hugged her and pushed her down on the bed, his breathing getting worse and worse.
He couldn't control his kissing affection until he felt that she was almost unable to breathe and could barely stop. He pressed against her forehead and murmured: "Is your hands numb?"
"Um."
She made a little bit of noise with difficulty and immediately wanted to remind him not to kiss again, but her voice became hoarse. Before she could speak, her mouth was kissed again.
These days she finally felt some of the movements he liked. When kissing, her hands would definitely not be able to be in some place properly. She would definitely touch her skin, and...
But soon she felt something was wrong and she was nervous and trembled all over.
Fu Yanye stopped uneasyly, "Mrs. Fu, it will be difficult for men to restrain themselves in the morning. Can you kindly help him?"
His voice was hoarse, and Zhuo Jian was nervous and at a loss, "I, I, Fu Yanye, I'm scared."
"Don't be afraid, you will."
Fu Yanye gently kissed her to comfort her, and then said that, and wanted to continue.
"No, don't."
Zhuo Jian avoided his kiss.
Fu Yanye stopped helplessly and looked at her with gentle eyes, "Jian Jian."
"I can't do it."
Zhuo Jian wants to cry.
Too scary OK?
She had no memory of that aspect in her mind, and she even felt that his body was terrible now.
She wanted to keep her distance from him, the safest distance.
The desire in his eyes was so deep that she was trembling again when she saw it.
"It's okay, let's take it slowly."
He looked at her, not wanting to scare her himself, he gently stroked her hair, and then kissed her gently on her forehead.
Zhuo Jian's long eyelashes drooped, and finally felt relieved.
She always felt that he seemed very strong.
That kind of power that can mess up people.
She had watched a horror movie before, the rare wife who brought her...
Well, don't mention it's so bloody.
But after getting up, he was wearing a white shirt and preparing breakfast in the kitchen.
Zhuo Jian stood beside him and watched, feeling ashamed of himself.
Why!
Is he a demon in bed, and a good man under the bed?
Does he have several personalities?
"Let's have a meal."
Fu Yanye quickly prepared breakfast, and then he pulled away the chair next to her and sat.
Zhuo Jian asked him, "Why do you have to sit so close?"
Fu Yanye turned around, pinched her legs with his hand and let her look towards him, and then kissed her very quickly.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
"Do you know now?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
Zhuo Jian didn't dare to say anything he didn't know, and pursed his lips gently.
Fu Yanye immediately raised his hand to press her lips: "Don't purse, this is mine."
“…”
Zhuo Jian's face turned red, and he couldn't eat a meal, so he just kept thinking about it.
——
In the morning, Fu Yanye personally took her to the TV station.
Zhuo Jian sat in the car and looked at it and asked him, "Did you really ask me to go to work here?"
"There are colleagues you have worked with for many years. You have a good relationship. Don't worry, someone will help you."
"But I don't remember anything, what can I do after I go?"
“You can do too many things.”
Fu Yanye touched her hair and said.
Soon, someone ran out of it.
Fu Yanye looked outside and said to her: "The person who picked you up is here."
Zhuo Jian listened and turned around and looked outside.
When she saw Li Yuqing, she couldn't help but be surprised and said, "You asked him to pick me up? Aren't you having a bad relationship?"
"Although the relationship is not good, I still have trust. He was your senior brother in college, and I was very jealous."
“…”
Zhuo Jian looked at him and gradually lost the ability to express and ask questions.
He looks so magnanimous and like a very good man.
He helped her open the door: "Go."
"Um."
Zhuo Jian agreed, then turned around and left the car.
It was a little cold outside, and as soon as she went out, the cold white skin looked even whiter and redder.
Fu Yanye gave her a reassuring smile, and then looked at Li Yuqing: "Thank you for your hard work."
"Just be at ease, I believe she is fine."
"Um."
Fu Yanye was at ease.
It would be difficult to let her do it immediately behind the scenes, but it would be absolutely an easy thing for her to do it again.
Some people have natural sensitivity when facing the camera.
At noon that day, Fu Yanye called Yan Zheng to have dinner with Su Bai, and the TV was on in the private room.
Su Bai asked in confusion: "You want to take us to see the news? Isn't it true?"
"A Jian is going to host the news again?"
Yan Zheng also questioned.
"You always have to find something for her to do so that she won't be thinking about it all day long and have you been to the Civil Affairs Bureau?"
Fu Yanye asked while helping them add tea.
Yan Zheng sighed in disappointment after hearing this: "Yes."
The people they were familiar with soon came out on TV, and it seemed like they were back to the day many years ago.
That day, she hosted the news for the first time, and was dressed up in this outfit, both nervous and uneasy, but it was still going smoothly.
The solemn phone rang, and he looked at it in a blink of an eye and his wife's words were a little dazzling.