Fu Yanye pinched his fingers a little more force. She wanted to come back and leave like this if she made such a big fuss?
Taking off his ring has no deterrent effect on her at all?
"Then... it's all that? Fu Yanye, should you take your wife to the airport, or should I find Lao Zhou?"
Wang Yue looked at his son in a blink of an eye, not as straight as he was before, and asked him slowly and tested him.
"I have something to do in the afternoon."
He suddenly stood up, turned around and walked away with his long legs.
The living room suddenly became quiet, and Zhuo Jian looked at his back and had nothing to say.
——
It was just about two o'clock that she was taken out of the old house by Uncle Zhou, and his car was still parked nearby.
"Mrs., it seems like the young master."
Uncle Zhou's car slowed down and looked at the coast opposite.
Zhuo Jian looked outside, and when he saw his back, his heart stagnated.
Fu Yanye turned around and walked towards them.
Uncle Zhou stopped the car slowly.
Zhuo Jian put his hand gently on the front seat and said to Uncle Zhou: "Uncle Zhou, let's go."
"Young master seems to be coming to say hello."
Uncle Zhou kindly reminded her.
Zhuo Jian looked out the window again in a blink of an eye. The clearer he saw, the more she felt nervous, and then said, "Uncle Zhou, we won't wait for him, I'm going to be late."
"Mrs., couples cannot have overnight revenge. Besides, the young master is obviously waiting for you. If I take you away directly, the young master will not be able to fire me. You also know that my wife is not in good health, and the family is still referring to me.
Isn't it because of my salary?"
“…”
Uncle Zhou is from the Fu family.
Zhuo Jian knew that he had no intention of saying anything more.
Fu Yanye didn't go there after he arrived, but Uncle Zhou got out of the car and went to the back to open the car door for Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to get out of the car and stood beside the car with a bag on his back.
Uncle Zhou saw that he couldn't push it, so he walked forward directly.
Fu Yanye was separated from her, and his black eyes were staring at her straight.
It seemed like she was waiting for her to approach.
Zhuo Jian didn't want to, but walked over.
"Aren't you okay?"
Zhuo Jian asked him softly, lowering his head.
Fu Yanye glanced at her for a while, but turned around and opened the passenger door of his car, then looked at her side again and signaled her to get in.
The wind was strong by the sea. She endured it for two seconds, then took a step forward, paused a little, and sat in.
She just can't make trouble for him.
But when she sat in the passenger seat, the sudden closure inside still made her eyes inexplicably blurred.
Fu Yanye walked around the front and opened the door on the driver's seat. After sitting in, he immediately tied his seat belt, but the car did not set off immediately.
After almost a minute, Zhuo Jian looked at him in a blink of an eye, "Will you leave?"
Fu Yanye then started the car, and the speed was casual, making people want to get angry.
Zhuo Jian looked out the window for a while, looked at the watch, and then turned to look at him, "If you slow down a little, I won't have to leave."
Fu Yanye spread his hands and said, "You can drive?"
Zhuo Jian: "…"
After giving birth to a baby, the first thing to do is to learn to drive.
Fu Yanye looked at her and saw that she was willing to shut up and continued to slowly move forward.
Not the way to the airport.
The further I walked, Zhuo Jian realized, wasn’t this the way home?
She looked at Fu Yanye in a blink of an eye: "I'm going to the airport."
Fu Yanye seemed to have not heard it and continued to open to Shengyuan.
Zhuo Jian felt that he had started to make trouble again, and she still had no choice but to do anything to him.
She was very convinced that no matter what she said next, he would pretend that he hadn't heard it.
Even if she said, "Stop."
He didn't stop the car and drove back to Shengyuan.
There were still several reporters squatting near Shengyuan, and he deliberately opened the car window and asked them to take pictures.
After entering Shengyuan, the car parked downstairs of her house, she immediately opened the car door and walked out without looking back.
Fu Yanye looked in the rearview mirror for fifteen seconds.
He thought he could wait at least thirty seconds.
But in fifteen seconds he pushed open the car door and then chased after him.
"You can't catch up."
Fu Yanye grabbed her and reminded her.
Zhuo Jian looked up at him and said angrily: "I'll wait for the next shift."
"Stay."
Fu Yanye grabbed her wrist and after a few seconds, these three words blurted out.
He never wanted to say anything else, he just wanted to keep her.
Zhuo Jian's eyes were very hot.
Stay?
Why did she stay?
She came to get back together, but before she could do anything, they were getting farther and farther away.
"Why are you staying? Are you arguing? I already regret coming back."
Zhuo Jian's voice was hoarse and vague. After saying that, he wanted to pull his hand away from his wrist, but she failed.
Her wrists were red when he clasped, but he just didn't let go.
Zhuo Jian could only look at him again, "Fu Yanye, can you let go of me?"
Fu Yanye carried her from the ground without saying a word.
Zhuo Jian was startled and didn't say anything about blood in her brain. She felt that her stomach was in danger and immediately shouted, "Fu Yanye, baby."
Fu Yanye suddenly remembered and immediately put her down, so...
Her thin legs hung on his strong waist. He stopped and looked nervous when he saw her. He forgot, but he was just afraid that she would run away.
Zhuo Jian looked at him with tears in his eyes, as beautiful as he should be.
Fu Yanye didn't dare to look anymore, and continued to walk away with her legs and hugged her.
Zhuo Jian could only hug him, but it was blue and white. She looked around. Although there were no one, she still looked down and buried her face on his shoulder.
Fu Yanye's blood suddenly surged, and it was very hot.
She was willing to know how to hide it in him at this time, and it was considered that he had not had this fight with her in vain.
After returning home, he closed the door, carried her to the living room, and asked her, "Summer or bedroom?"
This is familiar.
During the days when the two of them were ambiguous, he didn't know how many times he asked this.
At that time, these words had some hint.
But now...
Zhuo Jian looked at him with his eyes, held it in for a long time, and murmured: "Summer."
Fu Yanye hugged her over, but for a moment he didn't know how to let her go.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, "Don't let me go?"
Fu Yanye: "You can hold it for a while."
Zhuo Jian didn't speak. If he wanted to hug him, he would let him hug him. Forget it to be exhausted.
Fu Yanye didn't look at her and just sat with her until his cell phone rang.
Zhuo Jian struggled a little, and Fu Yanye held her and sat on the sofa. She was still riding on his legs, which was both ambiguous and blushing.
Zhuo Jian wanted to leave, but his hand pressed her waist, glanced at her and warned her not to move around and answered the phone, "Hey?"
"Have Jane got on the plane?"
"No, you can leave it alone for the time being."
Fu Yanye hung up the phone after he said that.
Wang Yue: “…”
I thought it wasn't me, your wife was at the airport now, hum.
But the mother is not in a hurry to ask her son for credit.
Fu Yanye put down his phone, leaned back, put his hand on her waist, and his black eyes looked straight at her, "I won't tell me when I come back, I'll leave or not tell me, I originally thought I
It’s very important in your heart, it seems that I’m really thinking too much.”