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Chapter 180 Fu Yanye is afraid of being kissed

Fu Yanye quickly poured out the water, and saw that she was still sitting there and breathed a sigh of relief, and handed her the water: "It just happened to be drinking."

"Thanks!"

Zhuo Jian said.

Fu Yanye directly put his face in front of her.

Zhuo Jian subconsciously updated his neck, but quickly touched his soft lips.

Fu Yanye was suddenly stunned.

After finishing his date, Zhuo Jian asked him: "Isn't it enough?"

Fu Yanye looked at her questioningly: "What are you thinking about again?"

"Um?"

Zhuo Jian was dumbfounded when asked.

"Why are you kissing me?"

Fu Yanye asked her in a deep voice.

Zhuo Jian's eyes moved, and he began to feel guilty for no reason. He asked him carefully: "You put your face over, don't you let me kiss you?"

After being together for so long, she thought he understood what his move meant.

Not?

Fu Yanye still frowned, but did not deny it.

Zhuo Jian took a sip of water, but he couldn't bear to see that he always frowned and put the water to his lips: "Do you want to take a sip?"

Fu Yanye's heart thudded again.

What happened to this woman today?

Fu Yanye subconsciously put his lips on the edge of the cup.

Zhuo Jian: "…"

Wouldn't you hold the cup with your own hands?

If you want someone to feed him if you drink a glass of water?

Zhuo Jian was dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything else.

Fu Yanye sat down beside her, took away the water cup from her hand, then hugged her tightly, and asked her, "What's going on with you today?"

Zhuo Jian suddenly didn't understand what he was asking about today, and his heartbeat began to be faster again.

And she felt his heartbeat, and it seemed to be very fast?

Fu Yanye couldn't hear her answer and looked down at her: "Zhuo Jian, don't try to escape. I will pull you back soon, and you will be miserable by then."

Zhuo Jian slowly raised his head: "How miserable?"

"Hold up and beat it, and then..."

Fu Yanye's thin lips came to her ears.

The man's hormonal aura kept hovering in her ears, making her body and mind tighten. A layer of pink gradually appeared in the edges of her ears. Naturally, the half of her face was also red.

Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes and grabbed his little hand and dared not move. He felt a little itchy.

Fu Yanye looked at the pink behind her ears with black eyes, and couldn't help but gently fall on her lips on her skin.

Zhuo Jian's heartbeat instantly, and he pushed him, and the farthest distance he escaped.

Fu Yanye looked at her with some disappointment and had just kissed her.

However, his cell phone suddenly rang, forcing him to let her go for the time being.

He took out his cell phone and saw that it was Wu Fei's phone call. He sighed helplessly: "I'll answer the phone."

"I'll go to a bathroom."

Zhuo Jian ran away after he said that.

Fu Yanye collapsed on the sofa helplessly and answered the phone: "Say."

Wu Fei reported on work, but his eyes were always staring at the direction of the bathroom.

Why did she keep herself in?

Fu Yanye irritatedly and picked up a pillow and put it in his arms. His posture was lazy and he had a bit of the temperament of a second-generation ancestor.

Zhuo Jian entered the bathroom and closed the door, then leaned against the sink and replied to Ouyang Ping with a WeChat message, "The blood sugar is low, I've been discharged from the hospital, don't worry."

"Don't think about it, I'm so worried. I'll make a call with Li Yuqing before I feel relieved."

“…”

Ouyang Ping posted a voice, she closed the door in the bathroom, so she clicked on it and couldn't help laughing.

Ouyang Ping sent her another one: "I heard that Lin Ruxiang had a miscarriage a few days ago? Are you there at that time?"

Zhuo Jian continued to click and replied to her Chinese characters after listening, "Yes!"

"What's going on?"

Ouyang Ping asked her.

Zhuo Jian thought about it and then replied to her: "She fell down the stairs."

Ouyang Ping couldn't stand her mercy, so she called her voice directly and asked her: "I'll give her more words to my sister, let's talk about it in detail!"

"Fu Yanye said there is surveillance, why don't you ask him to monitor?"

Zhuo Jian thought of the most specific situation, which was indeed in the surveillance.

"Ha, believe it or not, I will tell Fu Fuyanye that he has one successor."

"I was wrong sister, please tell me carefully about it."

So she sat on the toilet and communicated with Ouyang Ping for half an hour.

After Fu Yanye called and saw that she was not coming out yet, he got up and walked to the bathroom door with his long legs and knocked hard.

Zhuo Jian immediately said: "I'm dead, I'm urging me."

"You only have the same toilet?"

"You don't understand!"

After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he immediately hung up his phone, but before he could get up, the door had been opened from outside.

Fu Yanye stood at the door and looked at her helplessly: "Have you finished chatting?"

"Um!"

Zhuo Jian nodded and then stood up.

But she thought she could walk out, but she was blocked by someone at the door.

Fu Yanye glanced at her with dark eyes and asked coldly: "What are you talking about for so long?"

"The topics between women are not nutritious. Do you have to go to the office building? You can go and do it, I can take good care of myself."

Zhuo Jian replied to him.

"And then you will run away with your bag."

Fu Yanye thought to himself, can I not understand what you are thinking?

After hearing this, Zhuo Jian sighed helplessly: "I promise I won't run away."

"How to guarantee it? What do you want to guarantee me?"

Fu Yanye looked at her, all over her body...

All can be guaranteed.

Zhuo Jian was a little uncomfortable when he saw it, and nervously licked his dry lips.

With just this small move, Fu Yanye's Adam's apple tightened.

"I haven't had lunch yet."

Zhuo Jian said.

"I'm going to prepare, what do I want to eat?"

Fu Yanye said and pulled her out, and the two of them discussed at the door of the toilet to eat something that was not his style.

Zhuo Jian listened to the door behind him being closed, and then walked to him and said, "Let's have some soup, by the way, are there any oranges?"

"Don't want to eat?"

Fu Yanye thought that she had also drank some porridge in the morning.

"I don't want to eat it very much, but I can eat it too. If you don't bother to make it."

"What can I do if I have difficulty?"

"Have you ever thought that if you don't get married, you can save you 90% of your worries?"

"Yeah?"

Seeing that she wanted to say something he didn't like to hear, Fu Yanye narrowed his phoenix eyes again.

Zhuo Jian didn't feel the danger approaching, so he continued, "You think, after getting married, you are both a woman and a child. You even find it difficult to take care of me now. If we have children..."

Zhuo Jian raised an eyebrow at him, meaning, do you understand? It's really hard.

Fu Yanye suddenly sneered: "I can just say it if I want to leave, but you have thought about how to explain to the elders."

This wedding has been announced to the world. She can ignore anything else, and she doesn't care about the elders anymore?

"Just, let's tell the truth."

"To be honest, you said you didn't want to have a wedding with me, so you ran away again?"

“…”

Zhuo Jian's eyes suddenly opened wide, thinking that this was true.

But there is another fact, she said: "You said you don't like me, anyway, you don't like me, they know."

“…”

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, silent.

Zhuo Jian finally saw the danger approaching in his eyes. Just when he didn't know what to do, he bent his waist in front of her, pinched her chin and looked at her: "I like it now!"


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