Zhuo Jian showed his big gentle eyes and returned to him.
"It's emptiness, loneliness and coldness."
“…”
"I miss you a little bit, Ah Jian."
“…”
He was very serious and said seriously, which made her feel a little disappointed, and soon, she missed him.
The bed is so big, but she is the only one lying on it at this time.
Her mind was full of scenes of the two sleeping together over the past few days.
"Do you miss me?"
The man's hoarse voice sounded again, bringing her back to reality.
"Um."
"real?"
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian finished, looking at the deep eyes in the video, his heart suddenly had a beat of a beat.
He, he, he...
In just a few seconds, her face became hot, and she quietly pushed the phone out next to the bed, while she lay on the bed, looking at the phone quietly.
"Show me what the roof in our room means? Tell me that I can see things and think of people?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian was amused by him, and I wonder why he was so irritable.
Fu Yanye felt a little relieved when she heard her laugh, and was afraid that she would be afraid of something if she was not used to being at home.
But soon, he called her again: "Mrs. Fu, can you let your man see your face?"
"no."
Zhuo Jian buried his face in his arms.
He was obviously not in front of him, but he was about to see her face flushed if he didn't hide it.
Fu Yanye's sexy voice soon sounded from his phone, "Mrs. Fu, your husband has a picture of you in his phone. Do you want to see it?"
Zhuo Jian was stunned when he heard this, and then looked at his phone in a blink of an eye.
What photos are there in his collection?
Sexy?
Zhuo Jian thought about it and approached his phone a little, but he still refused to show his face. He just asked softly: "When will you come back?"
"Do you miss me?"
"Uh-huh."
Zhuo Jian agreed thoughtfully.
"At most, tomorrow night, Ah Jian, will there be a show tomorrow night?"
Fu Yanye's voice became more and more serious.
Zhuo Jian looked into the screen, but could no longer see him. He only saw the white thing, not knowing what it was.
In fact, at this time, Fu Yanye had already put his phone on his heart, and he was wearing a white vest.
“What show?”
It's not the New Year but the Festival.
"Well, you agreed that day, forgot?"
Fu Yanye reminded her.
Zhuo Jian thought about it carefully but didn't realize it.
"If Tiantian hadn't had a sudden fever, we had already restored our true husband and wife relationship."
“…”
Zhuo Jian was so angry that he was told that he suddenly didn't know what to do, so he had to say, "I've had it in advance, good night."
Fu Yanye smiled helplessly, but her mind was full of her shy hanging up the phone.
She has been like that since she was a child, and dared to say anything, but after she said that, she ran faster than anyone else.
Those two small legs were probably what I practiced when I was a child.
——
Zhuo Jian woke up early the next morning, full of peach blossoms.
What kind of dream is it called?
All the dreams are Boss Fu...
Why.
She turned over and looked at the roof, thinking that it must have been the time when he told her in a mess last night, and then she thought about it and dreamed about it at night.
Thinking of that dream, she couldn't help but cover her face again and sighed helplessly.
oops.
Soon, even his feet kicked up.
However, in the morning, I arrived at the TV station on time.
But when she arrived at the TV station, she just got off the car and saw a female Mercedes-Benz driving over.
Yuan Man and Chang Xia followed her, so naturally they could not let people approach her.
But Qin Yuan came out of that car, and soon Liang Yu came out of that car.
"What a coincidence?"
Liang Yu told her.
"A coincidence? This is where I work."
Zhuo Jian reminded her calmly.
"Just think time is a bit coincidental."
Liang Yu felt that she was too sensitive.
Zhuo Jian smirked, "What's the coincidence of everyone's working hours?"
Qin Yuan felt that Liang Yu was boring to say anything, so she just said, "Cousin, I'll go in first."
"Well, do it well and strive to surpass you Teacher Zhuo one day."
Liang Yu ‘encourages’.
Qin Yuan was so scared that she shook her whole body trembled.
How dare she surpass Zhuo Jian? Is she crazy? Or does she not want to die?
After Qin Yuan left, Liang Yu looked at Zhuo Jian and said with a smile: "My dear cousin is in trouble, so I asked her for a job, which shouldn't be hindering you, right?"
"Whoever is disgusted with the eyes will know."
After Zhuo Jian said that, he turned around and left, not paying attention to her at all.
Who knows who is annoying?
Liang Yu frowned and looked at her proud little body when she left. She couldn't help laughing, and then she went to Chen Xiang's antique shop again.
Chen Xiang had just called the customer and heard a staff member ask, "Hello Miss Liang."
"Um."
Liang Yu's figure soon appeared in front of him.
He sat at the tea table for entertaining guests, and saw her approaching her a little bored, and asked her with a smile on his face, "Why are you here?"
"As my only friend in City A, even if I slapped me in the face, I have to continue making friends."
Liang Yu lowered his posture and told him.
Chen Xiang listened but laughed at himself: "Liang Yu, as long as you want, you will have many friends."
"Is that so? I only know that even Su Bai and Yan Zheng and others don't date me for the sake of Zhuo Jian. How many people in our circle dare to date me?"
“…”
"Everyone is afraid of offending Yan Ye and the others, except you."
Liang Yu was actually a little moved.
After so long, only Chen Xiang did not abandon her.
Including her mother's affairs, thanks to his help, otherwise she would be alone, and she would be a little unstoppable.
The words she said just now seemed modest, but in fact they didn't. But at this time, Chen Xiang really felt that she was a little pitiful and couldn't help but look at her, but immediately withdrew her eyes and came from the side.
He took a tea cup to help her pour tea, "I just made it, try it."
"Thanks."
Liang Yu looked at the cup of tea and felt a little confident. He picked up the tea and tasted it. He immediately nodded: "It's indeed the best black tea."
Chen Xiang smiled, "Now there are fewer and fewer people who love to taste tea."
"If you need it, please find me anytime. I like to drink it for free."
“…”
Chen Xiang didn't refuse, but he didn't agree, but just helped her to renew it.
Liang Yu looked at him for a while before mentioning again: "How is Shen Moli's side now?"
"I thought you would know more than I did."
Chen wants to talk.
"Of course I know her better in the company than you, but at home, I don't know."
"snort."
He smiled and picked up the tea with a little depressed feeling that the black tea was actually a little bitter.
How long has it been since Shen Moli returned to his and Shen Moli's home?
How did he know what she looks like at home now?
Are you still wearing a beautiful short skirt like before, kicking slippers and walking, not drinking tea or coffee, love drinking beverages and fruit wine, and it is a bit weird and interesting, she calls it interesting Something.
Thinking of those things, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, he...
"Young grandma is here."
"Well, there is a Mercedes-Benz at the door and there are guests?"
Chen Moli asked when she walked in with her bag.
If you want to Shen Moli, Shen Moli will come.
only……
His heartbeat suddenly became a little irregular. As soon as Chen Moli came from behind the screen, she immediately stopped for two seconds. Looking at the person sitting next to Chen Xiang, she couldn't help but mock her: "Yeah, isn't this our Liang Gong, Why are you still free to have tea here?”
"Thank you for snatching the job."
Liang Yu raised the teacup and looked to show her respect.
Chen Moli stood opposite them, poured herself a cup with a teacup, smelled the fragrance of tea, then took two sips slowly, quenched her thirst and put down the teacup, "Let's go."
"Where are you going again when you just came?"
Chen wanted to stand up a little anxiously.
"Ah, let her go, I still have some serious things to tell you."
Liang Yu suddenly called him affectionately and said.
Chen wanted to look down at her, but frowned in discomfort.