"It looks pretty good." Fu Yanye touched her ears, his voice was low, and he seemed to be in a smile in his eyes.
Yan Zheng smiled when he looked at it, and walked to Zhong Mai, "Why do I give you my coat too?"
"Dare you dare?"
Zhong Mai glanced at him and threatened him.
"Yes, I dare not."
He lowered his head solemnly and humble.
Zhong Mai was not angry at this time, but couldn't help but tease Fu Yanye: "Your wife's dress is the beloved work of an internationally renowned designer. You paid for it to make A Jian happy. She looks so beautiful when she wears it.
Do you have the heart to make it unable to treat people?”
"Hold on your heart."
Fu Yanye only said two words.
Zhuo Jian was speechless for a while, but that was fine.
It was quite cold, but after putting on his coat, it became much warmer.
Well, his temperature was on the clothes.
It also has a pleasant smell that makes people feel relieved.
That's his own.
Or, there will be no chance in the future.
Zhuo Jian said, clenching his bag tightly.
"Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, long time no see."
It was Mu Handong and his wife Li Xiaoxun.
Yes, Mu Handong and Li Xiaoxun are married.
Fu Yanye didn't recognize him for a moment and looked down at Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian introduced: "President Xiao Mu and his wife."
Fu Yanye nodded, but had no intention of shaking hands.
Mu Handong knew that he had a cleanliness, so he did not take the initiative to show kindness to him.
But Li Xiaoxun waved his hand, and the bird greeted him in his arms: "Hi, Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, long time no see."
The staff brought red wine, and a few people had a drink, but Zhuo Jian didn't drink it. Li Xiaoxun asked her: "Mrs. Fu can't drink now?"
"It's okay, let my husband drink for me."
Zhuo Jian smiled and delivered the wine glass to Fu Yanye.
Fu Yanye looked at her thoughtfully, then nodded: "Okay, I'll drink all your wine tonight."
He still hugged her slender waist as he wished, and then drank the glass of wine under everyone's gaze.
"Mr. Fu looks like he has a great alcohol tolerance."
Li Xiaoxun said again.
Zhuo Jian smiled and looked at Li Xiaoxun again. Last May Day, Mu Handong almost married Zhao Ran, and it was this girl who forced her to die.
But she got it.
And it seems that Mu Handong really loves her very much.
"The main reason is that it is hard to refuse the kindness."
Fu Yanye said and looked at Zhuo Jian again.
Zhuo Jian didn't know why, but he always felt that his eyes were very sharp, but she was a little creepy anyway.
She could only hold her bag tightly.
"I heard that you gave birth to a daughter, and you haven't had time to congratulate you yet, congratulations."
Li Xiaoxun looks very talkative.
Zhuo Jian nodded, and someone else came, and everyone had another drink.
As usual, Zhuo Jian’s wine was drunk by Fu Yanye.
Yan Zheng and Zhong Mai watched from the side, and they felt something was wrong.
Later, Zhong Mai hugged Zhuo Jian's shoulder and whispered to her, "What's going on?"
"fine."
Zhuo Jian pretended to be relaxed.
Zhong Mai looked at her with distrust.
The cocktail party was almost the same, and suddenly someone started playing music.
The host family first took their partner to the dance floor, and then everyone started dancing one after another.
The solemn gentleman made a gesture to Zhong Mai. Zhong Mai looked at him with sharp eyes and gently put his hands into his palm.
Then Yan Zheng held her hand hard and brought it in directly.
Fu Yanye and Zhuo Jian stood on one side and looked at Zhuo Jian.
"I don't want to jump, I..."
The ankle has started to hurt.
But before the words were finished, the person was taken away.
The music is so intoxicating that all the bad emotions that were originally dissipated.
On the contrary, later on, it was like saying goodbye.
Fu Yanye hugged her and occasionally lowered his head: "Did we often dance before?"
"How is that possible?"
Zhuo Jian whispered in a low voice.
Fu Yanye was still looking at her, with unbearable and reluctant eyes: "Will we often dance from now on?"
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes to him. In the dim light, his eyes always looked a little hot. Zhuo Jian looked away, "Yeah."
As the music turned, he pushed her out, but she should have gone back.
But suddenly he was caught by another person and entered that person's arms.
Liu Yuntian.
Zhuo Jian looked at him in shock and smiled: "Good evening, sister."
Zhuo Jian: "…"
"I'm not here to make trouble, I'm here to apologize. I'm sorry for your husband and wife being almost split."
Liu Yuntian said.
Zhuo Jian just subconsciously turned to look at Fu Yanye, and at this moment, in front of Fu Yanye, Liang Yu was in front of him.
She was wearing it like a proud peony.
Zhuo Jian was caught in his thoughts for a moment. Liu Yuntian looked at her eyes and sighed unconsciously: "But I will still wait for you."
Zhuo Jian was a little confused when he heard it, thinking that he might have been hallucinating.
Liang Yu was proud, but he thought he was very humble at this time and asked him: "I really don't want me to jump?"
"Sorry, I can't."
As Fu Yanye said, he went to find Zhuo Jian. When he found that she was taken by Liu Yuntian, he immediately went forward and pulled her away directly.
Zhuo Jian felt that she was a bit like a balloon tonight, and she would fly here and there.
Liu Yuntian was not angry when he watched Zhuo Jian being pulled away, but instead felt relaxed.
However, Liang Yu suddenly stopped when he saw Fu Yanye pulling Zhuo Jian away.
There are too many people around.
But he suddenly let go of her black hair.
I don’t know if it was because of the sultry black hair or if he suddenly held Zhuo Jian’s face, lowered his head and closed her lips to hurt people. In short, Liang Yu felt as if he was in darkness.
And the person involved was also beating like thunder.
Zhuo Jian was almost confused and didn't understand why he suddenly kissed him.
Her hand was placed on his wrist reflexively, and she clearly wanted to stop it, but in the end she just greeted his kiss.
There were suddenly cheers and applause around.
Zhuo Jian didn't know why, but he couldn't tell the difference between the east, south, west and north.
Fu Yanye pressed against her forehead and said in a hoarse voice: "Zhuo Jian, do you like me?"
Zhuo Jianxin took advantage of the fact that he kissed her and her lips moved slightly.
"Bang."
Suddenly, the lights were on.
The music stopped.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and thought he would be relaxed, but then he suddenly smiled and said, "I like it."
I liked that, it was very straightforward.
Until almost twelve o'clock, some people were happy and some were worried, some left proudly, and some people were drunk and unable to leave.
Zhuo Jian took Fu Yanye to their dedicated room on the top floor.
She had no strength at all, but he didn't let others help him.
"I seem to be drunk."
When Zhuo Jian opened the door, he heard his dissatisfied murmur in his ears.
Zhuo Jian looked at him in a blink of an eye, opened the door, took him in, went straight upstairs, and let him go when he threw his bag aside.
He lay down on the bed consciously, as if he was really drunk.
Zhuo Jian crawled over and whispered in his ear: "Fu Yanye?"