Chapter 139 For you, as long as you disappear from me in the future
Fu Yanye got up and took the wine kicker himself. Zhuo Jian subconsciously went to hold the wine bottle.
Fu Yanye glanced at her and started drinking.
Zhuo Jian took his hand away after he pulled out the plug.
Ouyang Ping and Li Yuqing watched Zhuo Jian cooperate with Fu Yanye while not very awake, and each thought was in their hearts.
Fu Yanye first added wine to Ouyang Ping, then Li Yuqing, and finally himself, Zhuo Jian's wine glass.
His voice was light and restrained, and he said, "I will drink the last cup with you for her and then it will be dispersed!"
Ouyang Ping knew what a real gentleman was at that moment.
Fu Yanye's every move has a noble temperament. He is obviously majestic. The richest and most authoritative of everyone here is not only the first young rich man in the city, but also the husband of the hostess of this family.
, but after seeing all this, he was able to pour them wine freely.
The key is that his posture of pouring wine is very noble.
If it weren't for Lin Ruxiang's pregnancy, Ouyang Ping really wanted to persuade Zhuo Jian to turn a blind eye and just live with him like this.
"Then let's end tonight's carnival so happily, raise your glasses!"
Ouyang Ping looked at him filling his glass with wine, then raised her glass.
"You don't need to replace me, we won't drink it!"
Li Yuqing didn't appreciate it.
Ouyang Ping: “…”
Fu Yanye glanced at him with black eyes, and the two men didn't like each other, and the intersection of their eyes was like swords and swords.
Zhuo Jian turned to look at Li Yuqing and asked, "Didn't we agree to drink more?"
"You're drunk and need a good rest."
Li Yuqing gently told her.
Zhuo Jian's eyes moved, and then he looked at the wine on the table dullly.
"Then I won't leave two of you!"
Fu Yanye glanced at Li Yuqing.
Li Yuqing also looked at Fu Yanye and said, "I think Mr. Fu should leave with us."
Fu Yanye couldn't help laughing and said, "Mr. Li thought he could take advantage of the situation?"
"A Jian has the right to choose freely no matter what. She can choose anyone, but the premise is that you shouldn't force her."
Li Yuqing continued.
"Forcing? Do you know that I saw her born with my own eyes when I was five years old? Do you know that her first confession was me? Her first husband, including the father of the first child, will be me."
Fu Yanye was neither too slow nor too slow, and a sure reminder.
Of course, Li Yuqing was stimulated by these words, but he was unwilling to give in at this moment.
Li Yuqing wanted to take Zhuo Jian out of his misery, and looked down at Zhuo Jian and asked, "A Jian, do you want him?"
Zhuo Jianchun glanced at Li Yuqing, and then looked at the man standing on the other side.
His dark eyes seemed to threaten her and say that you would die if you dare to say no.
Zhuo Jian owed a smile, "I don't want it! I, Zhuo Jian, don't care about men who have used by other women!"
It seemed like someone had given a strong dose of anesthetic in her mind, but when she made a choice, she was so sober.
Ouyang Ping quickly picked up her bag, then went up to pull Li Yuqing: "Let's go, if you don't leave, you will have a world war."
Li Yuqing still doesn’t want to leave, but why didn’t Ouyang Ping give him a step?
Li Yuqing knew that no matter how much Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye were, even if they were fighting each other, Fu Yanye’s position in Zhuo Jian’s heart was irreplaceable.
Even if she could say such decisive words.
Zhuo Jian watched them both leave and couldn't help but stand up immediately: "Hey, you two..."
Fu Yanye took a step forward, and his black eyes grabbed her eyes straight.
Zhuo Jian sat back again and looked at him dumbly: "What are you doing when you glar at me?"
"Do you know what day tonight?"
Fu Yanye suddenly approached her and gently placed his left hand on the back of her chair.
Zhuo Jian's clear big eyes rolled, and then said, "It's Christmas Eve!"
"Didn't I see the message?"
Fu Yanye asked again.
"See it!"
Zhuo Jian turned his beautiful big eyes again and answered silly.
"Why don't you go back if you see it?"
Fu Yanye has a cold face.
"Why do you want to go back? You don't love me!"
Zhuo Jian looked at him with big eyes, spoiled and stubborn.
Fu Yanye couldn't help but press his tongue against his back alveolar, trying to hold his breath so that he won't get angry.
"You should also reply out of politeness."
He thought about it and said so.
"Okay, then I'll go back."
Zhuo Jian felt that what he said made sense. He searched the table for a while, but still couldn't find it. He couldn't help but say "Huh" and said, "Where is my phone?"
Fu Yanye looked at her appearance and felt a little painful in his heart for some reason.
He raised his hand and pinched her chin and let her look at him again. Zhuo Jian's eyes were always a little dull because the alcohol had completely submerged her spirit.
"How many times have I said I was not allowed to drink so much wine, why just don't I listen?"
"I didn't drink much, the three of us drank two bottles."
But the wine Ouyang Ping brought today is a bit a bit popular.
"Do you know what it means to be drunk in front of a man?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
Zhuo Jian couldn't understand what it meant to be drunk in front of a man.
"It means you want to seduce him."
Fu Yanye quickly gave an answer.
Zhuo Jian slapped his long eyelashes twice, looking at his dark eyes with his eyes.
Fu Yanye's behavior at this time can be expressed by heart-burning and lung-burning.
Every little move of her could stir up a thousand waves in his heart. He couldn't help but murmur: "Zhuo Jian, do you need to know your self-respect, do you understand?"
"I don't understand! Why don't I respect myself?"
Zhuo Jian asked him naively.
In this quiet space, some things seemed to be staying there, but cracks appeared.
"You are drunk in front of Li Yuqing and you are not respectful. You are not allowed to make yourself look like this in front of him. Do I understand enough?"
"Only those who love me can control me!"
Zhuo Jian's low sentence was extremely stubborn.
Fu Yanye held back another breath, but his eyes looked even sharper.
"And, what's wrong with me?"
But just because he drank a few more drinks during the holidays, he was surrounded by friends who would not harm her. Why was he so disliked?
Fu Yanye's hand gently rubbed her chin, straightened his waist, looked down at her with dark eyes for a while, and then suddenly sneered: "Your appearance makes me upset."
"No one upsets you, go..."
alright!
Before the last two words were expressed, he suddenly lowered his head and blocked her mouth.
Then sucked hard.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously held his breath, and after tasting the bloody smell, he immediately hooked his neck and responded to him.
Fu Yanye suffered a lot and ate even harder.
But soon, he ate something salty.
Her tears.
She quietly shed tears.
Fu Yanye stopped slowly, and when he looked at her black eyes again, he was bored and eager, eager but restrained, and painful.
Zhuo Jian was so cute that he looked straight at him with tears in his eyes: "Do you want me?"
Fu Yanye wanted to resist, but he didn't allow it in his heart. He said, "Yes!"
Zhuo Jian sniffed and then began to untidy his shirt.
Fu Yanye looked at her, and frowned unconsciously as she trembled and excitedly made clumsy movements: "What are you doing?"
"For you! As long as you disappear from me in the future!"