Fu Yue was stunned and said with some disgust, "You didn't hear me saying that you didn't have enough to eat, so you came over to share my food, right?"
Zhou Qianyu picked up the knife and fork and cut the steak calmly, "Are you not eating enough, or do you have other purposes?"
"What other purpose? Hey, Zhou Qianyu, don't be so naive, okay?" Fu Yue brought the plate of steak in front of her.
Zhou Qianyu locked her, put down his knife and fork, and said firmly: "With your personality, Fu Yue, if you don't have enough food, you will still call to order food. Therefore, this reason is definitely not valid. Since you have other purposes, I,
How is it possible for you to succeed so easily?"
As he spoke, he raised the corners of his mouth in an extremely evil manner.
Fu Yue looked at his smile, which was as sinister as a death gaze, and sarcastic as if he had insight.
She didn't know whether she felt guilty, was frightened, or ate too fast and suddenly hiccupped.
Zhou Qianyu frowned again, poured half a glass of wine and handed it to her, saying in a commanding tone: "Drink."
She knew that drinking water could cure hiccups, so she took the wine handed over by Zhou Qianyu and drank it in one gulp.
No more hiccups.
"Are you feeling guilty?" Zhou Qianyu asked, slowly cutting the lamb chops.
"I just want to eat quietly alone. You two are making a lot of noise." Fu Yue found another reason.
"Want it?" Zhou Qianyu looked at Fu Yue coldly, "If you want it, do I have to give it to you?"
She wanted it, but Zhou Qianyu wouldn't give it to her.
He just went against her.
She understands.
An idea flashed in my mind.
She smiled broadly.
If he wants to disgust her, don't blame her for retaliating in kind.
She hugged the back of Zhou Qianyu's neck and clearly felt that Zhou Qianyu was stiff and leaning back.
Fu Yue felt proud, "What do I want from you?"
"Can you please stop being so disgusting?" Zhou Qianyu blurted out.
"If you don't make me feel sick, won't I feel sick? Besides, it's not just a day or two that I feel sick. You have been with me for eight months, so you should be used to it." Fu Yue said, sitting down next to Zhou Qianyu.
on his lap, with a sly look in his eyes, "Didn't you want to eat steak just now? I'll feed you."
She grabbed a whole piece of steak, took a big bite, and pouted at him.
To be honest, she felt disgusting, dirty, pretentious, and pretentious.
Who doesn't like Zhou Qianyu?
Hahaha.
Zhou Qianyu looked at her coldly.
Fu Yue saw that his face looked sad, happy, and his eyebrows were crooked.
Zhou Qianyu sneered, held the back of her head, and sealed her lips.
Fu Yue was stunned for a moment. Was Zhou Qianyu so disgusted that he became numb?
She wanted to retreat, but Zhou Qianyu held her down and she couldn't.
He also closed his eyes and entered her mouth with his tongue.
Very agile and very wet.
She was so frightened that she pushed the beef into his mouth.
Zhou Qianyu blocked her mouth, pushed the beef back hard, and let go of Fu Yue.
Fu Yue jumped up in disgust and spat out the beef in his mouth. "Zhou Qianyu, can you stop being so disgusting?"
Zhou Qianyu stood up expressionlessly, gathered his clothes and said, "To each other, each other."
Fu Yue saw that the corners of his mouth were covered with beef sauce, which was completely inconsistent with his noble image.
He is a very decent person.
What if he just goes out like this?
"Are you leaving?" Fu Yue asked.
"if not?"
"No, stay and eat together. I actually have so much that I can't finish it." Fu Yue said with a smile.
Zhou Qianyu couldn't see clearly what Fu Yue was thinking.
One moment he drives him away, the other moment he lets him stay, the next moment he is angry, the next moment he smiles brightly, and the next moment he looks the same.
"You are sick." After he said that, he opened the door and went out.
Fu Yue leaned against the door frame and watched him walk towards the door.
happy.
When Zhou Qianyu discovers the sauce on the corner of his mouth, he will be extremely embarrassed. It is best for him to meet a lot of people. Wahaha, the more people he meets, the more embarrassed he will be.
Before Zhou Qianyu opened the door, Scar looked at him strangely, "Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Qianyu glanced at Scar, "What's wrong?"
Scar tapped his mouth, and Zhou Qianyu immediately understood. He went to the bathroom and saw himself in the mirror.
He chuckled.
He now understands why Fu Yue's eyes were so smug and happy, and why he deliberately asked him to stay for dinner just to drive him away.
He wiped his face and went out again.
"Mr. Zhou, I have already made a reservation. Do you want to go out for dinner now?" Scar asked respectfully.
"Take her over with you." Zhou Qianyu said coldly, unable to hide the sullen look in his eyes, before going out.
Fu Yue was in a good mood, enjoying the steak, when Scar pushed the door open.
"What's the matter? You can't even eat a good meal," Fu Yue said.
"President Zhou ordered you to go to dinner together." Scar said a little angrily.
"I'm sick, this table of delicious food, are you blind? I won't go, I'll eat alone, it's quite fun." Fu Yue continued, continuing to cut the steak.
A sharp light flashed in Scar's eyes, "This is just to inform you. I'll give you one minute to clean up. Don't regret it."
After Scar finished speaking, he closed the door heavily.
Fu Yue sighed and held his head with both hands.
I once watched a movie, the name of which I have long forgotten. The general plot is that the mother of a little boy was imprisoned for seven years. The little boy has been living in a room of several square meters since he was born. He lives a difficult and difficult life.
, but the little boy remained positive and optimistic every day and lived happily for seven years.
Therefore, no matter how bad the environment is, no matter how painful, no matter how difficult it is, thinking about bad things will only make you more miserable. Thinking about it on the other hand, maybe Ah Q, at least is not so depressed and uncomfortable.
She adjusted her mood, went to the bathroom, washed her face, applied lotion, sprayed on some perfume, and went out.
Scar was already impatient with waiting, and warned: "You seem to be on the verge of death, and you don't know how to repent. I wonder if you will live or die, is it all in Mr. Zhou's thoughts?"
Fu Yue racked his brains, but it didn't matter at all. He drooped his eyes and stared at Scar's warning. "Do you think he will let me go if I compromise?"
"Sir is not as ruthless as you think. You make him angry again and again, are you afraid that you will live too long?" Scar gritted his teeth.
"I really don't understand how I provoked him. Yesterday he told me to get out and I got out. He got angry and it was my fault. Today he came to my place for dinner and left in a rage. It's still my fault.
Wrong, just like you men think that women should make money, do housework, and take care of children, and you do nothing. Is this correct? No wonder they are pig trotters, and probably also pig brains." Fu Yue was displeased.
"What did you say?" Scar pinched Fu Yue's neck.
His strength was too great. In an instant, Fu Yue felt that his trachea was blocked, oxygen could not be supplied, his brain was swollen, he was dizzy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his lips gradually turned purple...