Suddenly I remembered the moment when she jumped out of the bathtub on the first night after returning to China.
Fu Yanye turned sideways, groaning a little uncontrollably, and his sexy Adam's apple moved.
Zhuo Jian looked back at him: "What's wrong? Is your throat uncomfortable?"
"No! Just cook breakfast!"
Fu Yanye turned sideways and did not look at her.
"good!"
Zhuo Jian agreed and started working.
The porridge took a while, and she had finished everything. She turned around and saw that he was still beside her, staring at her thoughtfully. Zhuo Jian thought to herself, are you worried that I will poison you? But her reason told her to speak less, so she lowered her head.
Look at your feet.
Fu Yanye also followed her gaze and realized that she was wearing high heels at his home.
However, he found that he was not disgusted with it, but felt that her shoes seemed to have been worn for a while, so he couldn't help but look at her: "This is the only pair of shoes you have?"
“It’s more appropriate to wear black to work!”
Zhuo Jian explained.
"I'll bring my own slippers next time, and I'll wipe them clean for you when I leave."
Zhuo Jian thought for a while and then said.
"thank you!"
Fu Yanye said.
Zhuo Jian looked at him curiously and heard him say, "Thank you for always remembering that I have mysophobia."
"You are welcome!"
Zhuo Jian thought for a while and replied with four words.
Fu Yanye: "..."
After breakfast, Fu Yanye changed into her shirt and trousers. When she came downstairs, Zhuo Jian had finished cleaning up the kitchen and was about to leave.
"Together!"
Fu Yanye walked up to her with long legs and mentioned.
Zhuo Jian glanced at him: "No, it's still early, I can walk over."
Fu Yanye lowered his head and glanced at her high heels: "Are you sure?"
"I am very sure!"
Zhuo Jian replied to him firmly.
Most of their TV stations have girls wearing high heels, but hers are only three centimeters tall, so there is no problem walking to the TV station.
"Well! It seems there is no other way!"
Fu Yanye suddenly raised his eyebrows and said this.
Zhuo Jian thought he had given up, but who knew that he did not let the elevator stop when it reached the first floor, but went directly to the underground.
"Breakfast is also made, you..."
"Um?"
Fu Yanye turned around and suddenly walked towards her.
Zhuo Jian immediately shut up and hid in a corner.
Fu Yanye came to her, pressed his leather shoes against hers, and asked, "What did you want to say just now?"
"No! It's nothing!"
Zhuo Jian replied to him in a panic and short of breath.
Why have you forgotten that some people can't reason with you?
Zhuo Jian suddenly felt a little nostalgic.
In the past, he always stayed far away from her and kept a sufficient distance from her.
At that time, she thought every day when she would be able to see him, be in his arms, be with him...
Life may be a strange circle. When she moved to him, she no longer needed him.
Fu Yanye saw her with her eyes lowered and looked so obedient. He raised his hand and pinched her chin to make her look up at him. He didn't like the way he couldn't see her eyes.
Zhuo Jian looked at him dullly, wondering what he wanted to do.
"Whenever you are with me in the future, you are not allowed to lower your head."
"..."
This sentence is very CEO.
Zhuo Jian felt that his waist and abdomen were already touching her, so she could only nod her head silently: "Yes!"
Fu Yanye was very happy with her reaction, but for a moment he wanted to get closer to her, make her face redder, and make her heart beat faster.
Zhuo Jian was just as he thought. When he pinched her chin and pressed his two thin lips against hers, her heart was beating like thunder and her face was as red as blood.
"Zhuo Jian?"
He suddenly called out softly.
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian's voice was hoarse nervously, worried that he would just kiss her on the lips.
Fu Yanye's dark eyes under her long eyelashes smiled with satisfaction. He looked at her red lips and couldn't help but press them with his fingers to touch them.
Zhuo Jian even swallowed. His breath collided with hers on this cold day, and he couldn't tell who was whose.
His lips finally gradually rubbed her lips, just so gently.
tease!
Zhuo Jian only thought of this word.
Her heart seemed to be drawn out by his gentle rubbing.
"I'm going to the hospital and I'll see you off on the way!"
He told her in a low voice.
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes, took a breath, and reluctantly said from his throat: "Yes!"
Fu Yanye finally smiled with satisfaction and let go.
Zhuo Jian also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at him. His eyes were as bright as spring, and his eyes were as bright as stars.
Zhuo Jian felt that her heart was throbbing unsatisfactorily!
Still for him!
She had known him since she was a child, and no boy had ever made her heart beat like him.
Zhuo Jian felt that he was really damn incompetent and silently lowered his eyes.
Later, he sent her to the TV station, and she opened her seat belt and wanted to leave without saying a word.
Fu Yanye got out of the car and walked slowly to the passenger side.
Zhuo Jian stepped on the air and looked at him with his hands on his sides.
Fu Yanye gave her his hand, and his eyes told her to put her hand in his palm.
The autumn wind was bleak, and Zhuo Jian reflexively placed her hand in his warm palm.
The next second, her cold little hands were clenched by him, and her body was taken out by him.
She stood completely in the wind, Fu Yanye stared at her deeply with his black eyes: "Goodbye!"
"goodbye!"
Zhuo Jian looked at him, those two words were said very dullly.
Fu Yanye let go of her and left.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look back at him. His back was as cold as the autumn wind, but why was her hand still warm?
She quietly hid her hands in her coat, turned her head and walked up the steps when her vision was blurred.
Fu Yanye's car left and headed to the hospital.
——
Li Yuqing was talking to his subordinates, and seemed to be waiting for her. When he saw her coming, he stopped her: "Zhuo Jian!"
Zhuo Jian walked over: "Director Li."
Li Yuqing had no objection to this title, but reminded her in a low voice: "Lin Ruxiang's father is in your office."
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian couldn't help but glance at her office.
In this way, all three members of the Lin family have been here.
Zhuo Jian didn't expect that he was such a big threat to their family, but maybe they just felt sorry for their daughter.
She nodded and returned to her office.
The man sat calmly on the sofa and smiled slightly when he saw her: "Jian, we meet again!"
"Mr. Lin still hasn't changed at all!"
"When I was little, you called me Uncle Lin!"
Lin Jiaoyang looked at Zhuo Jian and found that this little girl had indeed become more mature after not seeing her for several years. No wonder so many men wanted to marry her.
Zhuo Jian walked to the water dispenser, turned around and asked him: "Does Mr. Lin drink boiled water? The temperature of the water here makes tea not delicious!"
"Then just boil water!"
Lin Jiaoyang said to her with a smile, his eyes walking around her body intentionally.
Zhuo Jian lowered his head, took a disposable paper cup, poured him a glass of boiled water, walked over, and sat down on the sofa next to him.
"You have indeed grown up!"
Lin Jiaoyang suddenly looked at her and said. This chapter has been completed!