Chapter 138 On Christmas Eve, Fu Yanye suddenly appeared
"The birthday party has been prepared..."
“The night is very beautiful here!”
Zhuo Jian was about to report to him about the arrangement of the banquet hall, but Fu Yanye suddenly interrupted.
"Um!"
Zhuo Jian was stunned for a moment and agreed hesitantly.
"Will you come to see you next time?"
Fu Yanye said again.
Zhuo Jian suddenly remained silent, afraid that he would say something he shouldn't say again.
"I'm still afraid of me if I'm so far away?"
Fu Yanye couldn't stand the long silence on her side and asked her.
"No, I'm thinking about flowers in the banquet hall."
Zhuo Jian wants to change the topic.
"Then think about it, I may not be able to go back on my grandfather's birthday. If you have any questions, I need to make an idea, just call me."
Fu Yanye told the story in a casual manner.
"Okay! Then do this first!"
"Zhuo Jian!"
When Zhuo Jian wanted to hang up the phone, he called her again.
Zhuo Jian had to put his phone back in his ears, and only listened to the intoxicating voice over there: "I miss you a little!"
Zhuo Jian couldn't reply to him anymore, but just hung up the phone quickly.
I don’t know why it feels like it’s raining or heavy rain in my heart.
I don’t know why, my eyes became inexplicably hot and my eyes suddenly became blurred.
He missed her a little?
What he should think of should be Lin Ruxiang.
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After the phone call that night, Fu Yanye did not contact Zhuo Jian again until Christmas Eve.
WeChat, a simple blessing.
Zhuo Jian looked at it as a voice, and hesitated to click on it or turn it into text, but after making a decision, he accidentally shook his hand and it became a playback.
His magnetic voice was low and heavy, as if whispering to her: "Good Christmas Eve!"
Zhuo Jian trembled with his heart, his thumb was one centimeter away from the screen, and he didn't move for a long time.
She even considered it, in order to express that she was not nervous to reply to him with a blessing.
But in the end, she silently placed her phone on the table.
Soon her quiet little house became lively, and Li Yuqing and Ouyang Ping came to her door with red wine and roast duck.
At this time, the three of them happily entered the house to celebrate the festival. They would never have thought that Fu Yanye would arrive later.
Otherwise she wouldn't let herself blush and be dazzled.
The two bottles of good wine brought by Ouyang Ping have been drunk, and she is still a little unfinished. She said to Zhuo Jian: "What should I do if I want to drink it?"
"And! Fu Yanye brought it, wait!"
Zhuo Jian raised his hand gently, then held the table with one hand and went to get the wine.
Seeing that she was unsteady in walking, Li Yuqing felt that it was rare that she could let go, so she didn't stop her and got up to help.
Zhuo Jian opened the cabinet and took the wine. He stepped on his feet and didn't touch the wine.
A long hand passed by her eyes. She looked dumbfounded and muttered subconsciously: "Fu Yanye, don't help!"
The people behind him were recruiting for a while.
Even Ouyang Ping couldn't help but turn her head and glance. She really thought Fu Yanye would appear when it would appear. After seeing it clearly, she unconsciously felt sorry for someone.
Li Yuqing took out the wine from the cabinet above, and Zhuo Jian turned around to see the place where his hand left. Until she saw his pretty face, she suddenly realized: "Senior Brother!"
"You've drunk too much!"
Li Yuqing looked at her slightly drunk face and her eyes that were already confused, and endured her heart to remind her.
"Hehe! I can still drink it!"
Zhuo Jian said.
Li Yuqing smiled softly, then held her hand: "Okay, I'll help you over and sit down."
"No need to help me! I'm stable now!"
Zhuo Jian said this, but as soon as she walked forward, she seemed to be blowing her feet and she was about to fall to the ground.
Li Yuqing immediately reached out and grabbed her arm. Zhuo Jian seemed to have snatched a beating in his hand, and half of his body pressed against his powerful arm.
She looked down at her pressing hand, and suddenly her tears blurred: "So amazing! Your arm!"
Li Yuqing looked at her in confusion, then looked at Ouyang Ping who was still awake: "Don't drink it!"
"What are you afraid of at her house?"
Ouyang Ping said, but she had other plans in her heart.
Zhuo Jian muttered: "His arm has no intuition, a whole piece."
"I heard that some folk remedies can be treated."
Li Yuqing said soberly.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian looked up at him: "Really?"
"Really! Come and sit down quickly, let's talk slowly."
Ouyang Ping called her.
Li Yuqing was about to support Zhuo Jian and sit down when Zhuo Jian's door jingled and was pushed away from outside.
There were not many people who knew the password of Zhuo Jian’s house, and as soon as that person came in, he had a strong aura. Even if the light at the door was not turned on, the three of them knew who it was.
Fu Yanye had flowers under his armpits and a gift. When he entered the door, he saw the scene.
Zhuo Jian was drunk and pressing Li Yuqing, and Li Yuqing grabbed Zhuo Jian's arm.
Ouyang Ping sat at the dining table.
"It seems to be Fu Yanye!"
Zhuo Jian blinked and muttered.
Li Yuqing looked down at her, and suddenly felt that what she shouldn't have come tonight might have caused her trouble again.
"Mr. Fu!"
Ouyang Ping waved to greet her.
Fu Yanye was wearing a black coat and walked in step by step with his long legs from outside, looking straight at the woman with black eyes.
I didn't send him a message all day, and it turned out that I was treating him at home.
Still with that person.
Looking at the ambiguous posture of the two people, Fu Yanye put down the gift and then bent over and gently placed the flowers aside.
Ouyang Ping helped a little, then glanced at the bouquet of red roses and couldn't help but sigh: "Wow, Mr. Fu is so romantic!"
snort!
What is the use of romance?
This flower came back from abroad with him on a plane. It is the most expensive and rarest variety nowadays, but look at the woman who was going to be sent to him.
This one said he had to coax her, and the other said he had to coax her, but when he looked, he had to beat her hard to make her remember.
"It doesn't seem to be him!"
Li Yuqing said, and still helped Zhuo Jian back to the dining table.
He didn't want to dare to date Zhuo Jian normally just because he was in front of Fu Yanye. In addition to his admirer, he was also her senior brother and friend.
But obviously, Fu Yanye just looked down on him.
Zhuo Jian walked to the dining table and walked directly to Fu Yanye. He couldn't help but leaned over and sniffed it on him, then looked up at him again: "It's really the smell of Fu Yanye."
“What does it taste?”
Fu Yanye asked her with a cold face.
"The smell of cold blood and ruthlessness!"
Zhuo Jian smiled after speaking.
Fu Yanye wished she could be punished in public.
But she looked at his cold expression suddenly becoming more delicate and looked at him dissatisfied: "Who asked you to come to my house? Or should you open the door and come in by yourself?"
"Not only did I come in by myself, I also bought you roses and gifts across the ocean. Zhuo Jian, guess how angry I am now?"
Fu Yanye said it clearly word by word, and then questioned her.
"What does it have to do with me when you are angry? You deserve it if you are a scumbag like you."
Zhuo Jian looked at him coldly and then sat down.
Ouyang Ping: “…”
"Senior brother, go and start the wine quickly, we have to continue drinking."
Zhuo Jian turned his head and urged Li Yuqing.
Ouyang Ping murmured: "Why don't we forget it today? Let's drink it another day?"
"Don't blame me for not reminding you, please stop drinking with her."
Fu Yanye said coldly.
Zhuo Jian immediately went to see him with dissatisfaction: "Hey, are you threatening my friend? Who do you think you are? A scumbag."
Fu Yanye heard the word "scumbag" and it was so uncomfortable that the knife was inserted into his heart. However, his eyes turned, and suddenly pulled the chair next to her and sat down, then asked, "Give Zhuo Jian's cup."
I."
Ouyang Ping handed Zhuo Jian's cup to him.
After Fu Yanye took it, he looked at the wine that Li Yuqing placed on the table: "I brought this, can I drink it?"
Li Yuqing and Ouyang Ping were just looking at him curiously, and even Zhuo Jian, who was on the alcohol, looked at him straight.