When the old lady arrived at the door, she threw away the servant and said, "Oh, why are you helping me? I'm not really sick!"
"..."
The two aunts looked at her dumbfounded.
But the old lady looked out eagerly at the car that was driving her back in the yard, and muttered in a low voice: "The boy's mouth was bitten, and he said it was Jian Jian's baby who bit him. Now he is talking to Jian Jian.
The baby is in the car, is it biting again?"
The two aunts were a little surprised when they heard her words, but they reflexively took a peek.
Fu Yanye hugged her shoulders and pressed her into the chair. He turned over on top of her and pressed her down. He threatened her with great force: "Don't you dare to smoke one for me again in the future!"
"Brother! Should I call you brother from now on? My parents are gone, and now I'm the only one. If you don't mind, then I'll recognize you as my eldest brother, okay?"
Zhuo Jian looked at the sudden fire in his eyes. She could no longer say that this was an illusion. He might just care about her!
Probably because they grew up together, he couldn't just be an ordinary bystander.
He has feelings for her!
But that kind of feeling is not love!
Fu Yanye frowned, should he be her eldest brother?
Seeing how harmlessly she smiled, he held her shoulder a little harder.
Who wants to be her bullshit big brother?
He stood up suddenly and rolled back into his chair.
Before I put my clothes in order and got out of the car, I just gave a faint order: "No smoking in the future!"
Zhuo Jian was still lying there, slowly calming down the throbbing he had caused her.
She is not a regular smoker either.
Nothing more than...
It’s so boring!
As for the fact that he concealed the fact that Ruxiang found someone to remove the red paint for her, who could she blame him for?
Zhuo Jian then opened the car door and got out of the car. The wind ruffled her hair and brought the familiar smell of smoke to her nose.
Fu Yanye lit a cigarette with his back to the wind. After taking two puffs, he saw her coming out and raised his hand towards her.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously walked over and asked him with a smile: "What are your instructions, brother?"
"Yell another one?"
Fu Yanye immediately stepped forward to beat her.
Zhuo Jian stepped back and smiled even more.
Fu Yanye felt very itchy when he saw her like that. With a cigarette in his mouth, he reached for her bag with his slender hands.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Fu Yanye quickly rummaged through her bag as if rummaging through her own bag and found the cigarettes she bought this morning. After taking a look at them, he asked her with disgust: "You rarely smoke this kind of stuff?"
"Big brother will buy it for me later!"
Zhuo Jian told him with a smile on his face.
Fu Yanye's brows twitched again, and her liver hurt from her angry words.
"Confiscated!"
Fu Yanye returned the bag to her, then walked inside holding the box of cigarettes.
Passing the trash can, he threw the box of cigarettes that he had crushed into pieces.
Zhuo Jian felt that if the smoke could scream pain, it would be deafening.
But she wasn't in the mood to pity the box of cigarettes, so she followed him in.
The old lady immediately sat down on the sofa, looking awkward in her movements. As she sat down, she hummed: "Oh, my old waist!"
"Grandma, is your waist uncomfortable? I'll help you press it later!"
"Okay! After lunch, you can stay and help me press it!"
The old lady listened to Zhuo Jian's words and agreed thoughtfully.
Fu Yanye sat nearby, watching his old lady whispering to Zhuo Jian again, and couldn't help but snort.
The old lady looked back at him after hearing this: "What are you humming?"
Before Fu Yanye could think of how to answer, he heard Zhuo Jian say: "Grandma, how about I be your goddaughter? Let Young Master Ye be my eldest brother! Then we can still be a family!"
"Huh? That's a good idea!"
Grandma suddenly nodded cooperatively, then looked back at Fu Yanye.
Fu Yanye's face was very rigid, and he stared straight at the woman who wanted to recognize him as her eldest brother.
As the eldest brother, can I press her down on the bed and knead her like last night?
As the eldest brother, can he press her down in the carriage and beat her like he did just now?
Fu Yanye snorted in his heart.
The old lady looked at her grandson's expression, then turned to look at Zhuo Jian, raised her hand and touched her chin, then looked down and suddenly said something that made Zhuo Jian feel ashamed.
"Hey! Baby, what's wrong with your neck? Are you bitten by some insect?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered the scene of someone holding her neck in his mouth before she passed out last night, and her face turned red as blood.
On the other hand, Fu Yanye, who was sitting aside, suddenly looked away and raised his voice.
"This insect's mouth is really big!"
The old lady suddenly laughed again.
Zhuo Jian's face was so red that she was about to bleed. She only regretted that she was not calm enough today and didn't remember to bring a silk scarf when she went out.
Fu Yanye looked at her with burning eyes. He had left several lip marks on her neck, or maybe there were also teeth marks.
He didn't know what was going on with him, and he wished he could leave traces of himself all over her body.
If she didn't have a fever last night...
Fu Yanye looked at her, feeling a little hot in his body unconsciously.
The servant brought out a plate of ripe cherries: "My wife specially asked us to prepare these before she went out in the morning. She said that when the young lady comes back today, she must wash them and present them to her. She said that the young lady likes to ripen them best."
Cheerilee."
"Yeah! I really like this the most!"
Zhuo Jian nodded, then picked up one and brought it to the old lady first: "But I also remember that grandma also likes to eat it the most!"
"Well! Grandma likes this kind of cute little thing the most. It's our baby Jian Jian who is considerate!"
The old lady took one directly in her mouth and then hummed with enjoyment.
Only then did Zhuo Jian take one and eat it.
Fu Yanye's Adam's apple moved unconsciously. The color of Che Lizi was black and red, while the woman's lips were pink, but for some reason, they looked so alluring when put together.
At that moment, he wished he could transform into that Cheerilee!
"He looks so pitiful. Do you want to give him one?"
The old lady suddenly looked at her grandson and asked Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian stopped stuffing it into his mouth, looked at him dully for a while, and suddenly said, "Okay! Grandma has the final say!"
"Then give him yours?"
The old lady said again.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
What does it mean to shoot yourself in the foot?
Fu Yanye raised his eyebrows and suddenly stretched out his legs: "Then please, my dear wife, hand over the one in your hand!"
"Baby Jian Jian, stuff it directly into his mouth and strangle him to death!"
The old lady encouraged her.
The corners of Zhuo Jian's mouth twitched, and she thought, Grandma, how can one cherry blossom kill him?
"I've touched this one before, let's choose another one for him!"
Zhuo Jian said and put the one directly into his mouth, then brought a whole plate to him: "Brother!"
Fu Yanye turned cold and ordered her: "Help me choose!"
In fact, he wanted to eat the one in her mouth more.
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to swallow her anger and choose one for him. She didn't touch it, but pointed to the relatively big one: "How about this one?"
"Feed me!"
"..."
Zhuo Jian thought to himself, don't go too far, and warned him with her eyes.
But Fu Yanye saw that she did not dare to make mistakes in front of her grandma, so she waited quietly. This chapter has been completed!