Chapter 139 Here it is, as long as you disappear from my face in the future
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Fu Yanye stood up and took the wine opener himself. Zhuo Jian subconsciously went to hold the wine bottle.
Fu Yanye glanced at her and opened the drink.
Zhuo Jian took his hand away after he pulled out the cork.
Ouyang Ping and Li Yuqing watched Zhuo Jian cooperating with Fu Yanye in an unconscious state, each with their own thoughts in mind.
Fu Yanye filled Ouyang Ping's wine glass first, then Li Yuqing, and finally himself, using Zhuo Jian's wine glass.
His voice was light and restrained, and he said: "I will drink the last drink with you two on her behalf, and then we can part ways!"
Ouyang Ping knew what a true gentleman was at that moment.
Fu Yanye carries that dignified temperament with every move he makes. He is obviously majestic. He is the richest and most authoritative among everyone here. He is not only the youngest rich man in the city, but also the husband of the hostess of the house.
, but after seeing all this, he was still able to pour them wine freely.
The key is that the way he pours the wine is very noble.
If it weren't for Lin Ruxiang's pregnancy, Ouyang Ping would have really wanted to persuade Zhuo Jian to turn a blind eye and just live with him.
"Then let's end tonight's carnival happily and raise a toast!"
Ouyang Ping watched him fill the wine glass, then raised her own glass.
"You don't need to replace me, we won't drink anymore!"
Li Yuqing said lightly, not appreciating it.
Ouyang Ping: "..."
Fu Yanye stared at him with black eyes. The feeling of dislike between the two men was immediately apparent, and the intersection between their eyes was like the shadow of a sword.
Zhuo Jian turned to look at Li Yuqing and asked, "Didn't we agree to drink more?"
"You are drunk and need a good rest."
Li Yuqing told her gently.
Zhuo Jian's eyes moved, and then he looked at the wine on the table dullly.
"Then I won't keep two of you!"
Fu Yanye smiled coldly. Since they didn't cooperate, he no longer had to pretend to be generous and chase them away.
Li Yuqing looked at Fu Yanye and said, "I think Mr. Fu might leave with us."
Ouyang Ping looked at Li Yuqing in surprise, suspecting that this guy had drunk too much.
Fu Yanye couldn't help but laugh and said, "Mr. Li, do you think you can take advantage of it?"
"Jane has the right to choose freely no matter what. She can choose whoever she chooses, but the prerequisite is that you should not force her."
Li Yuqing continued.
"Forced? Did you know that I witnessed her birth when I was five years old? Did you know that the first person she confessed to was me? Her first husband, including the father of her first child, will all be me."
Fu Yanye reminded me unhurriedly and firmly.
Of course Li Yuqing was stimulated by these words, but he was unwilling to give in at this moment.
The girl may not say how much this gentle and gentle girl was hurt by the sanctimonious man in front of her, but that doesn't mean he won't feel it.
Li Yuqing wanted to take Zhuo Jian out of his misery, so he looked down at Zhuo Jian and asked, "Ajian, do you want him?"
Zhuo Jian glanced at Li Yuqing innocently, and then looked at the man standing on the other side.
His dark eyes seemed to be threatening her, saying that if you dare to say no, you will die.
Zhuo Jian smiled, "I don't want it! I, Zhuo Jian, don't care about men that other women have used!"
It was as if someone had given a powerful anesthetic to her mind, but she was so clear-headed when making choices.
Ouyang Ping quickly picked up her bag, and then stepped forward to pull Li Yuqing: "Let's go. If we don't leave, there will be a world war."
Li Yuqing still didn't want to leave, but why didn't Ouyang Ping give him a step up?
Li Yuqing knew very well that no matter how much trouble there was between Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye, even if they fought fiercely, Fu Yanye's position in Zhuo Jian's heart was irreplaceable.
Even if she can say such decisive words.
Zhuo Jian watched them both leave and couldn't help but stand up immediately: "Hey, you two..."
Fu Yanye took a step forward, his black eyes staring straight into hers.
Zhuo Jian sat back again and looked at him dully: "Why are you staring at me?"
"Do you know what day tonight is?"
Fu Yanye suddenly approached her and gently placed his left hand on the back of her chair.
Zhuo Jian rolled her big clear eyes, and then said: "Christmas Eve!"
"Didn't you see the message I sent?"
Fu Yanye asked again.
"Saw it!"
Zhuo Jian rolled his beautiful big eyes again and answered stupidly.
"You saw it, why didn't you reply?"
Fu Yanye had a cold face.
"Why go back? You don't love me!"
Zhuo Jian looked at him with big eyes, delicate and stubborn.
Fu Yanye couldn't help but press the tip of his tongue against his back alveolar, trying hard to hold back his breath so as not to get angry.
"You should reply just to be polite."
He thought for a while and said this.
"Okay, then I'll go back."
Zhuo Jian felt that what he said made sense, and searched around the table with her eyes, but still couldn't find it. She couldn't help but said "Huh" and said, "Where is my mobile phone?"
Fu Yanye looked at her like this and didn't know why she felt a slight pain like a needle prick.
He raised his hand and pinched her chin to make her look at him again. Zhuo Jian's eyes were always dull because the alcohol had completely submerged her spirit.
"How many times have I told you not to drink so much? Why don't you listen?"
"We didn't drink much. The three of us drank only two bottles."
It's just that the wine Ouyang Ping brought today was a little too high.
"Do you know what it means to be drunk in front of a man?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
Zhuo Jian couldn't understand. She didn't even understand what it meant to be drunk in front of a man.
"It means you want to seduce him."
Fu Yanye quickly gave the answer.
Zhuo Jian fluttered her thick long eyelashes twice and looked eagerly into his dark eyes.
Fu Yanye's behavior towards her at this time could be described as heart-burning and lung-burning.
Every little move she made could stir up waves in his heart. He couldn't help but murmur, "Zhuo Jian, you need to know how to respect yourself, do you understand?"
"I don't understand! Why don't I respect myself?"
Zhuo Jian asked him calmly.
In this quiet space, some things seemed to be staying there fine, but cracks appeared.
"You don't respect yourself when you get drunk in front of Li Yuqing. Don't let yourself be like this in front of him in the future. Am I clear enough?"
"Only those who love me can control me!"
Zhuo Jian said something in a low voice, but he was extremely stubborn.
Fu Yanye took another breath, but his eyes looked at her more sharply.
"Besides, what's wrong with me?"
But she just took advantage of the holiday to have a few more drinks, and she was surrounded by two friends who would not harm her. Why was he so disliked?
Fu Yanye gently rubbed her chin with his hand, straightened up, looked down at her with dark eyes for a while, and then suddenly sneered: "Your appearance makes me upset."
"No one makes you upset, just go away..."
alright!
Before the next two words could be uttered, he suddenly lowered his head and blocked her mouth.
Then sucked hard.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously held his breath, but after tasting the blood, he immediately hooked his neck and responded to him.
Fu Yanye felt pain and ate harder.
But soon, he ate something salty.
her tears.
She shed tears quietly.
Fu Yanye stopped slowly, and when his dark eyes looked at her again, they were annoyed but eager, eager yet restrained, and painful.
Zhuo Jian was very squeamish and looked straight at him with tearful eyes: "You want me, don't you?"
Fu Yanye wanted to resist, but his heart didn't allow it. He said: "Yes!"
Zhuo Jian sniffed and then began to unbutton his shirt.
Fu Yanye looked at her, frowning unconsciously as she trembled and made clumsy movements with excitement: "What are you doing?"
"Here you go! As long as you disappear from me in the future!"