The butler immediately met Fu Yanye after entering the door.
"Well, where is the madam?"
"I just finished my meal and watched the news with the old lady."
The butler took his coat and responded as he walked in.
Fu Yanye's legs were long and he walked quickly, so soon the housekeeper went to another direction.
And that woman really watched the news with the old lady again.
"Grandma, eating cherries is so sweet."
After Zhuo Jian took a cherry and ate it himself, he immediately picked up the plate and reached the old lady's eyes.
The large black and red cherries looked particularly pleasant on the plate and were naturally delicious, but the old lady never liked to eat fruits. Because Zhuo Jian wanted her to taste it, she took one and bite it.
After a sip, he nodded appreciatively in Zhuo Jian's expectant gaze: "Well, the taste is indeed good."
"I'll tell you, it's really delicious."
Zhuo Jian said as he put down the plate and took another one to his mouth.
"I'll try it so delicious."
Suddenly someone came over behind her and was on her side.
Zhuo Jian was a little hot-faced by his ambiguous actions before he could see him.
But Fu Yanye looked at her with a burning gaze, waiting for her cherry to come to his mouth.
Zhuo Jian thought for a while and smiled slightly: "Don't you have a cleanliness obsession? I've taken it all, and there is my saliva on it."
Fu Yanye just laughed and continued to wait.
"Oh, I suddenly felt sleepy, I went to bed."
The old lady felt that she was annoying and quickly found an excuse and left.
"Grandma, I'll accompany you."
Zhuo Jian said as he was about to get up.
But Fu Yanye easily held and pressed down on his two weak shoulders, and then they were controlled.
Fu Yanye still looked at her with a smile, "Where is my cherry?"
"Oh, for you."
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to slam the cherry in his hand into his mouth.
Fu Yanye: “…”
While he was not careful, she was going to chase the old lady again, but he still held it down quickly and finished the cherry without any haste. He asked her with a nuclear stool in his mouth: "I'll call me back, but I ignore me."
Is it?"
Zhuo Jian wanted to cry, but he threatened her again.
"But didn't you say you were accompanying Mr. Yan? Why are you back so soon?"
Zhuo Jian asked him softly, carefully changing the topic.
"He went back and admitted his mistake."
Fu Yanye explained.
"Acknowledge your mistake?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him curiously.
"Well, I'll go to the bathroom first and come back."
After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he let go of her and went to the bathroom.
Zhuo Jian stared at his left back curiously, wanting to follow him, but later he just sat on the sofa and ate another cherry, which was very crisp and sweet.
After washing her hands, Fu Yanye returned to the living room. Seeing that she was still sitting there watching the news intently, she sat over and put her arms naturally behind her, crossing her legs but facing her, half surrounded her.
, asked, "Is it so fascinating to see?"
"Don't say, this colleague is quite good at reporting."
Zhuo Jian responded.
Fu Yanye raised his eyes and felt familiar, but he didn't remember who she was for a moment, and just asked, "Isn't allow others to be better than you?"
Zhuo Jian glanced at him in a blink of an eye, "No, I think it's a smart and capable woman, very good."
It's a praise.
Fu Yanye smiled and pulled her into his arms and tried hard on the first floor: "I also like smart and capable women."
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian looked up at him with some confusion.
Fu Yanye smiled unfathomablely, "I understand it myself."
"Ah, it hurts."
He bit her shoulder.
“Did you understand it?”
His low voice.
Zhuo Jian blushed and thought about it. He was still playful and said quickly: "No."
She immediately shut up, not knowing why she wanted to laugh, and tried to keep her mouth shut and not let her laugh.
Fu Yanye hugged her tightly: "Then I'll remind you again."
"Ah, no, Fu Yanye..."
As soon as Fu Yanye pressed her on the sofa, she called him Fu Yanye as usual.
With this sound, he immediately pulled him back to her before something happened.
He suddenly stopped, all his actions and all his jokes, just staring straight at her.
The starlight in her eyes gradually dimmed a little, and she whispered nervously: "Fu Yanye? What's wrong with you?"
"fine."
“…”
"Just miss you very much."
Fu Yanye whispered in a low voice.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and felt a sudden thrust in his heart.
What he missed was not her.
During this time she finally realized that every time he expressed his longing and love, Zhuo Jian, who had no amnesia.
Zhuo Jian watched him approach, felt that he wanted to kiss him, and immediately turned his head.
He just hugged under him so humbly and stubbornly, his hands folded in front of his chest.
At this moment, she was really a little sour and a little disappointed, and she was very sad.
She couldn't remember their past.
I can't remember their sweet past.
Her memory was only a little fragmented.
Fu Yanye looked at her and avoided her. Instead of forcing her, he asked softly: "Do you want to know why Yan Zheng wants to go back to apologize?"
Zhuo Jian came back to his senses and looked at him curiously.
But I still feel a little weak inside.
She knew that many people outside said that she was like a fool, and she thought, could she be like that?
That way, can't you deserve him?
"Because he is willing to leave the best to the loved ones."
Fu Yanye's low voice was filled with a magical power.
Leave the best to the loved ones?
"Nothing is more important than two people who love each other, even if they forget their love for a moment."
Fu Yanye said again that Zhuo Jian was about to be deeply trapped in some place.
She looked at him seriously and forgot the immature thoughts and self-denials that she shouldn't have.
"Then will you be angry with me because I forgot to love you?"
Zhuo Jian asked him bravely.
"Won't."
"Then, will you ignore me just because I don't let you, that, that?"
After Zhuo Jian asked, he bit her lips, and she felt that this question was redundant.
He will definitely be angry.
He has been more than once, woof.
"Even if I was a little disappointed at that time, it wouldn't be able to stop it. I love you."
Fu Yanye spoke seriously.
A hot mist slowly rose in Zhuo Jian's eyes.
"You, you have magical skills, so that the men on you will surrender."
Fu Yanye talked.
Zhuo Jian was so happy that he couldn't help laughing, then he loosened his lip and asked him softly: "Then should we let it go?"
"Can you say it's not good?"
Fu Yanye smiled, not wanting to satisfy her proposal.
Zhuo Jian wanted to speak, but his lips gently rubbed against him, making it impossible to say anything else.
At first, Fu Yanye just wanted to let her go and let it go, and told her not to continue talking, but later, he was a little uncontrollable, hugging her slender waist and pressing her towards him, kissing her more and more domineeringly.