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 fluttering clothes and wanted to stop her, but she walked too fast.
The moon on the fifteenth day is really round, so round that it seems like all the good things are gathered here.
She walked out worriedly.
But he was the only one in the empty square.
He was so tall and big, wearing a black suit, and he was completely invisible in the night, as if he was a little lonely.
The annoyance in Zhuo Jian's heart quietly disappeared.
He was just afraid that she would worry.
Think about it, it's just a small fever, don't make a fuss about it.
Big holiday.
Fu Yanye felt someone was looking at him on the steps. He stopped and looked around as he was wandering below.
She was wearing a green-blue Hanfu, and she hadn't even taken off her hair.
What a fairy.
At that moment, he couldn't take his eyes away and couldn't step forward.
There is a feeling of confusion in time and space.
Zhuo Jian stepped down one step at a time and walked to his side.
The full moon shines above them.
The distance between the two people was less than one meter. Zhuo Jian had already realized that he had passed on the costume. He smiled helplessly and asked him: "Does the costume look good?"
"nice."
He didn't want to touch the beautiful ones, for fear that he would break her if he touched them.
Her skin is delicate and is very suitable for this light and light color.
Fu Yanye looked at her entangled hands, then stretched out his hand to open it for her, holding one tightly, "I have to hold on tight. If I accidentally let you fly away, I will regret it for the rest of my life."
Got it."
Zhuo Jian laughed after hearing this.
Fu Yanye couldn't stand her smiling anymore, so he pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.
Zhuo Jian felt that his heart hurt from being hit, so she lay in his arms and protested in a low voice: "Fu Yanye, do you want to hit me to death?"
"How could I give it up? I'm afraid it will melt if I hold it in my mouth."
Fu Yanye murmured, letting go of her slightly, and holding her rosy face.
He had never seen such a thing before, let alone smelled such a strong smell.
The cosmetics in Taiwan are actually good, but they are still far from what he wants.
The cosmetics at Home Zhuojian are all top quality.
But he felt that he shouldn't be so weird tonight, he just wanted to kiss his girl.
He kissed her without any hesitation, and moved her passionately.
Yuan Man and Chang Xia watched from a distance and did not dare to come forward to disturb them.
At this time, only occasionally people came out after the performance, and they all hurriedly got into their cars and rushed home to reunite.
But when they saw the two of them kissing, some celebrities couldn't help but ask, "Is that the actor tonight? Why are you kissing a man here? You're not afraid of being photographed by reporters."
"That's our boss and his wife."
Chang Xia immediately stared at the person with big eyes and reminded him.
When the actor and his manager heard her explanation, they immediately got into the car and left as if they had remembered something.
But Zhuo Jian finally remembered that there was a reporter, and quickly raised her hand to press on his neck, slowly separating the two of them, "Get in the car first."
Her voice was hoarse from being kissed by him.
Fu Yanye saw her blushing and squeamish look and asked her in a low voice: "Are we still afraid of reporters?"
"Oh, let's go."
After all, you don’t have to show your kiss to others.
Zhuo Jian wanted to open the car door, but Fu Yanye hugged her directly: "As long as I'm here, this car door is just a decoration, have you forgotten?"
"It's so annoying."
Zhuo Jian scolded him squeamishly, fastened her seat belt, lowered her head and stopped looking at him.
Fu Yanye also quickly jumped into the car from the other side.
Close the hood when setting off.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, it gets cold at night.
The two of them returned to Shengyuan. They hadn't been back for only two days, but it felt like half a century had passed.
After Zhuo Jian entered the door, she took off her high heels uncomfortably and said to him, "I'm going to take off my makeup first and take a bath, okay?"
"Wait a minute, can you take off your clothes?"
"Um?"
"I haven't taken it off yet, like this."
Fu Yanye's eyes reminded her of her thoughts.
Zhuo Jian blushed and said, "Stop making trouble."
Fu Yanye smiled and picked her up from the ground again, "I will only mess with one woman in my life, and that's you, Mrs. Fu."
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to occupy the high ground in the bathroom again.
She was held by him on the sink outside, his hands slowly moving on her gown.
He was looking for a place to untie his clothes, but Zhuo Jian felt that he was teasing her, which must be intentional.
Fu Yanye received her indulgent and angry look, but only glanced at her, and immediately studied her clothes intently.
Zhuo Jian sighed and reminded: "My clothes have been touched by many people."
Fu Yanye immediately stopped his hand the next second and looked straight at her with his dark eyes.
Zhuo Jian also looked at him, "I hugged and cuddled with many people, why didn't I cuddle with you all day long? Isn't your mysophobia cured by now?"
"It's not good, it's just that when I see you, I can't help it."
Fu Yanye murmured seriously.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and stopped talking. Fu Yanye's hand finally fell on the bow at the back of her waist, and then gently pulled it.
The bow was untied and her gown was loose.
But there seem to be several more inside.
He picked it off piece by piece, and finally Zhuo Jian finally held his hand: "Boss Fu, you can do it if you want, but I have to settle an account with you first."
"Settling accounts?"
"Yes, settle accounts."
Zhuo Jian looked at him with bright eyes, suddenly serious.
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes slightly, looked at her again a second later, smiled slightly, and asked, "Did Mom call you?"
"You're hiding something as important as my son's fever from me? Don't you know that mother and son are connected, and the less I know, the more worried I become?"
"I just want to have a good Mid-Autumn Festival with my wife. Is that wrong?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him and did not argue with him.
Fu Yanye sighed helplessly: "Isn't this going to happen next time?"
"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 undress, help her remove her makeup, and then help her take a bath.
Zhuo Jian's childhood dreams all came true.
Fortunately, there was enough foam in the bathtub so that she wouldn't be too embarrassed when he washed her.
Fu Yanye kissed her shoulder and murmured: "You seem to have lost some weight."
"Don't you like it?"
Zhuo Jian asked him curiously.
Fu Yanye was very serious, "No, I like my wife to be chubby."
"Then would I like my husband to be more honest with me?"
"for example……"
"For example, if your son has a fever, it doesn't matter if you tell me. We all have to have a fever once or twice a year since childhood, right? Isn't there scientific proof that having a fever is detoxification? From now on, just tell me about such small things, okay?"
"Does it still require us to fly over for such a trivial matter?"
Fu Yanye asked her back.
Zhuo Jian: "I have already booked a flight for six o'clock tomorrow morning."
Fu Yanye frowned, "So fast?"
"Of course it doesn't matter if it's just a fever, but Chengcheng cried for her mother as soon as she woke up. I can't just wait for the call at home."
"Can't you wait for me for a day?"
"When you're done, you can fly over there. My son and I will wait for you over there."
Zhuo Jian hugged his neck and said softly. This chapter has been completed!