Fu Yanye watched the TV and asked about things related to her.
Zhuo Jian thought to herself that it was indeed what she thought.
So, drink more.
Drink more and have more fun.
Zhuo Jian lay in his arms and raised his glass: "Here's another drink."
Fu Yanye smiled, touched her again, and then watched her count the entire glass of wine into her stomach in his arms.
Men naturally love to conquer, but he loved and hated the way she drank.
"No more drinking."
When she wanted to pour another glass, she just leaned over and put down the glass and reached out to touch the bottle. Before she could touch it, Fu Yanye also drank his glass, leaned over and put the glass on the table and pulled her along.
Then he lay down on the sofa.
"No more drinking."
Fu Yanye looked at her and said.
Zhuo Jian looked into his dark eyes but her heart beat like thunder: "Why?"
"I want to do it with a sober woman."
"..."
Zhuo Jian's face turned redder.
He pulled her down too fast just now, and she was a little dizzy.
Fu Yanye had already lowered his eyes to look at her lips and pressed them gently.
There was a faint smell of alcohol between their lips and teeth. When they kissed, they couldn't help but want to taste every last drop of each other's taste.
Fu Yanye stopped impatiently, gently pressed his forehead against hers, and murmured: "Baby."
"Um?"
"Do you love me?"
Fu Yanye couldn't help but ask this, and then kissed her again and again.
Zhuo Jian's heart trembled, and she hugged him, kissed him back and replied blankly: "Yes."
He would often ask, and she was used to it and had a way of dealing with it.
For example, kiss him back, hard and fiercely.
However, she was always bad at kissing, and he easily took away the initiative.
It was the same this time, and soon she was subdued by him on the sofa.
Fu Yanye held her hands above her head, staring at her with dark eyes, seeing the panic and helplessness in her eyes, then lowered his eyes to look at her lips, and kissed her.
Then he licked her bones clean.
Until midnight, the huge house was dark.
The man picked up the weak woman from the sofa and said, "Go back to the room and do it again."
Zhuo Jian opened his eyelids, but had no strength to open them again. He reluctantly hooked his hands around his neck and buried his face heavily in his arms.
Fu Yanye seemed to have endless strength. He took one baby at a time in one night, which made her tremble.
Later, Zhuo Jian didn't know how she fell asleep, but when she heard her cell phone and was forced to open her eyes the next day, she saw someone packing her luggage.
This time her eyelids opened, and when she saw clearly the man who was helping her get clothes from the cupboard, she couldn't help but call out: "Husband."
Fu Yanye glanced at her with dark eyes. He seemed to have been looking forward to hearing this from her heart for her husband for half a century.
However, her cell phone kept ringing. He put down the clothes on hand, walked around from the end of the bed to her, picked up her cell phone and looked at it. Knowing it was her colleague, he picked it up: "You guys go directly to the airport, she is half an hour late."
arrive."
After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he hung up the phone and completely ignored the staff who were stunned when they heard his voice on the phone.
Fu Yanye turned to look at her, "I've got it."
Zhuo Jian finally turned her head to look at him and smiled gratefully, but barely.
She was so tired that she could hardly lift her fingers.
Fu Yanye couldn't help but feel a little itchy when he saw her looking so soft and waxy. He leaned over to lie with her, pressed his forehead against hers, and said in a hoarse voice: "If you don't do it again, I really won't let you go.
.”
Zhuo Jian's legs shook in fear.
He arranged everything, helped her wash and change clothes, and then took her out and got into the car.
Yuan Man and Chang Xia followed behind, carrying luggage and other things. They were already used to it, and they just helped immediately when needed, such as opening the elevator or opening the door.
Fu Yanye put Zhuo Jian in the passenger seat and fastened her seat belt. Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and complained weakly, "It's all your fault."
Fu Yanye touched her head and kissed her forehead lovingly: "I apologize."
There is no sincerity in the way.
After Fu Yanye got in the car, he fastened his seat belt and looked at Zhuo Jian's limp head towards the window. Worried that she was injured, he stretched out his long arms, hugged her head and helped her to his side, "If you need help, rely on me."
On the shoulders.”
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but laugh.
Find a comfortable position on his shoulder.
Suddenly I didn't seem so tired anymore.
My husband personally sent me off on a business trip.
So happy too.
Fu Yanye started the car and left, followed by Chang Xia and Yuan Man's car, but before they started, their rear door suddenly opened.
The two of them glanced back subconsciously, and when they saw Wang Rui, they couldn't help but question in unison: "Brother Rui?"
"What are you doing here?"
Yuan Man glanced forward and saw that Fu Yanye's car had already left, and asked him upset.
"I'll go with you."
Wang Rui sat in the back and began to relax with his eyes closed.
Yuan Man and Chang Xia looked at each other. Yuan Man understood and started the car to follow.
Fu Yanye was worried that they would not be able to deal with the danger they encountered while following Zhuo Jian abroad. Wang Rui stretched out his hand and fought one against ten without much effort.
But if this happens, won't she have to face him every day, no, every moment?
Yuan Man doesn't like seeing him a bit lately.
Chang Xia was very happy, feeling more relaxed with more people.
And this way, she can take CP on the spot.
Yuan Man and Wang Rui, she felt, they would have to sleep on the same bed sooner or later.
Fu Yanye sent Zhuo Jian to the airport. After seeing her colleagues waiting, he held her back from a distance and prevented her from going any further.
Zhuo Jian was wearing trousers and a shirt, standing in front of him and looking at him, with indescribable tenderness in her eyes, and held his hand: "Don't be upset, we all have to work."
"The bed at home is still cold and you left. How can I be happy?"
He always felt that she could stop doing that job or find a more leisurely job.
But she didn't want to.
He knew that he had to respect her preferences, but he just didn't like her going on a business trip.
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to move forward, stand on tiptoes and whisper something in his ear.
The cold things in Fu Yanye's dark black eyes finally softened, and he looked at her again: "How to win?"
"You are so great, do you still need me to think about you?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him and asked.
Fu Yanye looked at her for a few more seconds and nodded very seriously: "Okay, you go on a business trip and call me to pick you up when you come back."
"Well, bye."
Seeing that he finally relented, Zhuo Jian was about to let go of his hand and say goodbye to him.
Fu Yanye did not let go of her, looked at her and asked directly: "Just leave like this?"
To those watching the show, the boss was too domineering and handsome, but Zhuo Jian felt a little embarrassed, stood up on tiptoes again, and kissed the side of his face gently.