Yuan Man: "Yes, I'm already waiting for you outside."
"Okay, I'll go see him."
Zhuo Jian listened, nodded and walked out.
Yuan Man and Chang Xia looked at her long clothes and wanted to stop her, but she walked too fast.
The moon on fifteen is really round, so round that all the beauty gathers here.
She walked out with great worries.
But he was the only one in the empty square.
He was so tall and big, wearing a black suit, and he was completely immersed in the night, as if he was a little lonely.
Zhuo Jian's upset disappeared quietly.
He was just afraid that she would worry.
Think about it, it’s just a little fever, so don’t make a fuss.
A big holiday.
Fu Yanye felt someone looking at him on the steps. He stopped and looked in a blink of an eye.
She was wearing a blue Hanfu and had not even taken off her hair.
Really become a fairy.
At that moment, he could not take his eyes away or move forward.
Some time and space are confused.
Zhuo Jian stepped on one step at a time and walked to him.
The full moon shines above their heads.
The two were only less than one meter away. Zhuo Jian had already realized that he had passed the performance costume. He smiled helplessly and asked him: "Is the performance costume good?
"nice."
He was so beautiful that he reluctantly touched her, for fear that he would break her as soon as he touched her.
Her skin is delicate and suitable for this light color.
Fu Yanye looked at her entangled hand, then reached out to take it apart for her, holding one tightly, "I have to hold it tightly. If you accidentally let you fly away, I will regret it for the rest of my life.
Fame."
Zhuo Jian laughed after hearing this.
Fu Yanye could no longer watch her smile so much, and pulled her into her arms and hugged her firmly.
Zhuo Jian felt that his heart was hit and he lay in his arms and whispered: "Fu Yanye, do you want to hit me to death?"
"How can I bear to bear it? I'm afraid it will melt when I hold it in my mouth."
Fu Yanye murmured, letting go of her a little, holding her face full of makeup.
He really couldn't see such things before, and he couldn't smell such a heavy smell.
The cosmetics in Taiwan are actually good, but they are still far from his requirements.
All the cosmetics at home Zhuojian are top-notch.
But he felt that he shouldn't be so quirky tonight, he just wanted to kiss his girl.
He kissed him without hesitation and was in love.
Yuan Man and Chang Xia watched from a distance and didn't dare to come forward to disturb him.
At this time, only occasionally people who end the performance came out, and they all rushed to get into their car and rushed home for reunion.
But when they saw them kissing, there were still celebrities who couldn't help asking, "Is that the actor tonight? Why did you kiss a man here? You're not afraid of being photographed by reporters."
"That's our boss and our wife."
Chang Xia immediately stared at the person with big eyes and reminded him.
When the actor and the agent heard her explanation, they remembered something and immediately got in the car and left.
But Zhuo Jian finally remembered that there was something like a reporter. He quickly raised his hand to press his neck, slowly separated the two of them, "Get into the car first."
Her voice was hoarse when he kissed her.
Fu Yanye looked at her blushing and coquettish look and asked her in a low voice: "Are we still afraid of reporters?"
"Oh, let's go."
After all, it’s not necessary to show it to others.
Zhuo Jian wanted to open the car door himself, and Fu Yanye directly picked her up: "With me here, this car door is a decoration, have you forgotten?"
"I hate it so much."
Zhuo Jian scolded him in a pity, fastened his seat belt, lowered his head and stopped looking at him.
Fu Yanye also quickly jumped into the car from the other side.
Turn the hood off when you set off.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, it was cold at night.
The two returned to Shengyuan. They had not been back for only two days, but they felt that it had been half a century.
After entering the door, Zhuo Jian took off his high heels in discomfort and said to him: "I'll take off my makeup first, can I take a bath?"
"Wait, will your clothes be easy to take off?"
"Um?"
"I haven't taken it off yet, this one."
Fu Yanye's eyes reminded her of her own thoughts.
Old Zhuo Jian blushed, "Stop making trouble."
Fu Yanye smiled and picked her up from the ground again, "I only make trouble for one woman in my life, that is you, Mrs. Fu."
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to occupy the high ground in the bathroom again.
She was held outside by him on the sink, and her hands slowly swam on her long gown.
He was looking for a place to untied his clothes, but Zhuo Jian felt that he was flirting with her, and it must have been intentional.
Fu Yanye received her spoiled and angry look, but only looked at her and immediately focused on studying her clothes.
Zhuo Jian sighed and reminded: "I have been touched by many people."
Fu Yanye immediately stopped his hand the next second and looked at her with black eyes.
Zhuo Jian also looked at him, "I also hugged many people and hugged you, but you were sleeping all day long? Your cleanliness has been getting better, right?"
"Not good, but I can't help it when I see you."
Fu Yanye murmured seriously.
Zhuo Jian watched him stop talking, Fu Yanye's hand finally landed on the bow behind her waist, and then pulled it gently.
The bow opened and her robe was loose.
But there seem to be several more items inside.
He stumbled one by one, and at the end Zhuo Jian finally held his hand: "Boss Fu, I can do it, but I have to settle the score with you first."
"Calling the accounts?"
“Yes, settle accounts.”
Zhuo Jian looked at him with clear eyes and suddenly became serious.
Fu Yanye's eyes drooped slightly, and after a second, he looked at her again, smiled slightly, and asked, "Did you call me?"
"You also hide such an important thing from me when my son has a fever? You don't know that mother and son are in love. The more I don't know, the more I worry?"
"I just want to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with my wife, are there any mistakes?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian looked at him without arguing with him.
Fu Yanye sighed helplessly: "Will you be the example?"
"Um."
Zhuo Jian nodded.
When Fu Yanye saw her nodding, he immediately became happy again and said, "I'll help you remove your makeup."
He really can do it.
Help her to wear loose clothes, remove makeup, and then take a shower.
Zhuo Jian’s dreams when he was young have come true.
Fortunately, there was enough foam in the bathtub, so she would not be too embarrassed when he washed.
Fu Yanye kissed her shoulder and murmured: "You seem to have lost weight again."
"Don't you like it?"
Zhuo Jian asked him curiously.
Fu Yanye was very serious, "I don't like it, I like my wife's chubby."
"So can I like my husband to be honest with me?"
"for example……"
"For example, it doesn't matter if my son has a fever. We have to have a fever once or twice a year since we were young, right? Isn't there any scientific evidence that fever is detoxification? Is it okay to tell me such a small thing in the future?"
"Do we still need to fly over such a small thing?"
Fu Yanye asked her back.
Zhuo Jian: "I have booked a flight ticket for 6 a.m. tomorrow."
Fu Yanye frowned, "So fast?"
"It doesn't matter if it's just a fever, but when Chengcheng wakes up, she cries and wants to find her mother. I can't just wait for the phone at home."
"Can't wait for me for a day?"
"You flew over after you finish your work, and my son and I will wait for you there."