And then again.

Soon, she was released, slowly.

Then Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and looked at himself, then raised his eyes to look at her.

Zhuo Jian still wanted to vomit, but because she ate less, she couldn't actually vomit.

I just suddenly felt like laughing.

He looked miserable and disgusted but didn't dare to show up.

"you really."

"What is it really?"

Zhuo Jian asked him unhappily.

"Do you still want to vomit? I'll let you vomit to your heart's content."

Fu Yanye opened his hands and walked towards her again.

Zhuo Jian immediately took two steps back, then turned around and got into his car.

Fu Yanye sighed helplessly after watching her get into the car.

He took off his clothes and looked at the car again.

She was bent over and he couldn't see her face.

But he guessed she was smiling.

Zhuo Jian quietly looked outside and found that he was still standing there in confusion. He was holding a clean coat in his hand as if he didn't know what to do. He opened the window and said, "Hey, are you leaving?"

Fu Yanye glanced to one side helplessly, then looked at his clothes.

How to deal with this?

Soon, Wang Rui got out of the car and took a black garbage bag, "Boss."

Fu Yanye glanced at his hand and threw the clothes in.

Wang Rui watched Fu Yanye get into the car and thought unconsciously, the boss has changed.

If Fu Yanye's clothes were stained before, he would immediately take them off and throw them away.

But now, he seems to dislike it, but he doesn't seem to have thought about throwing it away?

After Fu Yanye got in the car, he saw the wet tissue handed to him by Zhuo Jian. After taking it, he wiped his fingers carefully.

Zhuo Jian looked at his fingers and couldn't deny that she still found them very pleasing to the eye.

Some people will not become ugly as they age.

On the contrary, it looks better.

Zhuo Jian continued to stare at him boldly and wantonly, from his fingers to his profile.

Nothing is perfect.

But such a perfect person forgot her twice.

Fu Yanye looked at her for a long time and only asked: "Mrs. Fu, can you fasten your seat belt?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him and suddenly smiled.

Fu Yanye raised his head towards her, "Do you still want to vomit?"

"Fu Yanye, let's get acquainted again."

"Um?"

"Hello, I'm Zhuo Jian."

"..."

Fu Yanye frowned and looked at her, looking at her slender hand that was as soft as a bone.

At that moment, he wasn't sure about holding her hand, so he just stared at her again, "What else are you thinking of?"

When it comes to tossing him, Fu Yanye admits that this woman is very talented."

"Just getting to know me again. Haven't you forgotten about me? Forget it if you don't want to get to know me."

After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he took back his hand.

Fu Yanye choked with anger and called her: "Zhuo Jian" while starting the car.

"Um?"

She turned to look at him.

"Don't let me touch you casually."

Fu Yanye looked cold, but his words were very sensible.

"Let you touch me casually? What do you want?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him and retorted in disbelief.

Fu Yanye said no more.

Of course she didn't know that every time he touched her hand, his blood would boil.

Zhuo Jian looked at him for a while, then turned to look out the window.

Fu Yanye drove the car irritably, feeling that the night was a bit strange.

After returning to Shengyuan, as soon as he went upstairs, Zhuo Jian told him before getting out of the elevator: "You are not allowed to show up at my house again tomorrow morning."

Fu Yanye watched her walk out and followed her leisurely with her long legs.

Zhuo Jian walked to the door and opened the door.

"Zhuo Jian."

Fu Yanye stood behind her.

"Um."

Zhuo Jian reflexively turned to look at him.
Chapter completed!