"I'm not a kid. I drink milk tea and get it all over my mouth!"
Fu Yanye looked at the milk tea on his fingers and blamed her.
"..."
Zhuo Jian took a tissue from her bag and gave it to him while giving him a cold look.
"You are not a child, and you are trying to steal your own wife's milk tea!"
The old lady couldn't see him scolding Zhuo Jian, so she refuted him while watching their interaction.
"She was just testing the poison for me. In fact, she ordered it for me."
After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he looked straight at the person opposite him with his dark eyes, and drank even more unscrupulously.
Zhuo Jian looked at him with such a majestic appearance and had nothing to say. She was just a little curious as to why he appeared here.
"Just be pretty. Baby Jianjian and I have no idea why you are here. Tell me, are you looking for someone to follow us?"
The old lady suddenly changed the subject.
Zhuo Jian heard the old lady ask her doubts and looked at him intently.
Fu Yanye quickly noticed that Zhuo Jian was looking at him, and then turned to look at the old lady: "Didn't you call and tell me to go to the TV station and ask me to pick you up?"
"Really? Then why did you show up at the milk tea shop?"
The old lady didn't expect that her grandson would defeat her entire army, so she asked again.
"The people from the TV station said you two came out to drink milk tea."
Fu Yanye replied seriously again.
The old lady glared at him again, then continued to drink her milk tea.
At this time, Fu Yanye unscrewed the lid of the milk tea cup and pushed it in front of Zhuo Jian: "Drink!"
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"You brat, you're pretending to be a gentleman!"
"I don't want to waste it!"
Fu Yanye explained again.
Zhuo Jian didn't say anything. She picked up the milk tea cup and sipped it gently. The milk tea went into her throat, which was sweet and mellow. She looked sideways at the opposite wall and couldn't help laughing.
Is Young Master Ye afraid of wasting?
Are you kidding me?
The mobile phone in the old lady's bag rang. The old lady casually took out the mobile phone and stood up suddenly after seeing the number: "Oh no, I started calling you but you didn't answer so I contacted the driver. He was waiting for me outside.
I'm leaving, take care of baby Jian Jian for me!"
Zhuo Jian watched the old lady get up with her milk tea and bag and followed suit. She and Fu Yanye sent the old lady to the car and then looked at Fu Yanye doubtfully. Fu Yanye also gave her a look and asked:
"You really have a bad memory when you get older!"
Zhuo Jian didn't know whether to tell him what the old lady said on the TV station. He looked at his watch and realized it was only two o'clock, so he told him: "I have to go back to the TV station."
"I invite you to play tennis!"
Fu Yanye didn't seem to hear her words and said to her.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"Let's go!"
Fu Yanye said, holding her hand and taking her to his car.
Zhuo Jian looked down at the two people interlocking with their fingers, and then looked up at him again, her heart beating wildly.
It was the same tennis court as last time, but this time, it was just the two of them.
After changing into sportswear, the two of them stood in the empty tennis room. Fu Yanye suddenly suggested: "Would you like to make a bet?"
"don't want!"
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian thought about it for two seconds before making a decision.
She is weak when it comes to sports. If she bets with him on sports, she will definitely lose.
"Are you sure? The winner can make any demands he wants."
Seeing how determined she was, Fu Yanye immediately threw out another bait.
Zhuo Jian was indeed moved because she thought of freedom and immediately asked him: "What about the loser?"
"Of course that means obeying!"
Fu Yanye said generously.
Zhuo Jian thought about it again, but in the end he still didn't dare to make a bet with him.
There is really no victory in sight.
So it's just exercise.
Zhuo Jian later broke out in a sweat and her face turned red. Fu Yanye looked at her and said, "Come here for half an hour every day from now on."
"ah?"
"Otherwise, with your small body, you will die young easily!"
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at the person who had walked out in shock, and then quickly chased after him.
Regardless of whether she died young or not, she felt that her arm was going to be useless.
When Fu Yanye heard the footsteps of the chase, he turned around to wait for her, and suddenly felt his heart being hit hard by her.
The sports skirt she wore to play tennis was very flattering to her figure. When she ran, her hair moved and the hem of her skirt also moved.
He suddenly thought of those two idioms, swaying and looking forward to brilliance!
"Where to go next?"
Zhuo Jian ran over and asked him breathlessly.
Fu Yanye looked at her, raised his hand and pinched the broken hair on her forehead aside, and said to her in a hoarse voice: "Home!"
Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat when she heard the word home, and she raised her eyes to look at him.
Fu Yanye held her hand again. At this time, his palm was warm, and he held her hand to make her feel hot.
But when she got to the door, Zhuo Jian's cell phone rang. She took her hand out of Fu Yanye's palm. After seeing the number, she consciously avoided Fu Yanye and answered it: "Hello?"
"Zhuo Jian, don't talk nonsense to Fu Yanye, let alone try to be his wife. I don't want there to be any misunderstandings between me and my future son-in-law."
It was Lin Jiaoyang. When Zhuo Jian heard him mentioning Fu Yanye, she reflexively turned her head and glanced at Fu Yanye. Fu Yanye looked at her with his dark eyes.
Zhuo Jian lowered his head again: "Don't call again!"
Fu Yanye walked over to get her cell phone.
When Zhuo Jian realized it, he immediately hid behind him and stepped back: "You can't touch my things without my consent."
"who is it?"
Fu Yanye asked directly.
"He made the wrong call!"
Zhuo Jian smiled back at him, then put the phone in his pants pocket.
"You won't tell me, right? See if I can get it."
Fu Yanye took action again as he spoke. Zhuo Jian became nervous and subconsciously ran out.
Fu Yanye caught up with her in front of the car and forced her against the door: "I can see for myself, or you can tell me. It's your choice."
"I don't choose!"
Zhuo Jian was disturbed by his aura, but still made a rational decision.
"Do you want me to kiss you?"
Fu Yanye said these words domineeringly, and then looked at her lips with his dark eyes.
Zhuo Jian was frightened. Seeing his eager eyes, he wanted to cover his mouth the next second, but his hand was firmly grasped by Fu Yanye first.
"Um!"
Zhuo Jian's lips hurt and he groaned.
Then he held her wrists and forced them behind her waist, and his kiss became more intense in the sunlight.
Zhuo Jian felt the cars coming and going in the parking lot, and even people passing by, and people paying attention. She immediately stopped her movements that wanted to resist, and closed her eyes obediently and let him kiss her.
Fu Yanye liked her obedience very much, and the movements of kissing her gradually became gentle.
Someone did recognize Fu Yanye, but seeing what he was doing, everyone left muttering.
Zhuo Jian blushed with embarrassment when she heard those comments. After those people left, she tried to struggle again.
Fu Yanye held her arms with both hands to prevent her from moving her hands from his back, but the kiss stopped temporarily: "I suddenly missed the last time you kissed me in my arms."