"Zhuo Jian!"

"Fu Yanye, I'll do it..."

"Why is it so difficult to just let you hold me?"

Fu Yanye said as he hugged her and overwhelmed her.

Zhuo Jian lay on the pillow, looking at the man with dark eyes in front of him, and couldn't help but his heartbeat was rising.

Fu Yanye lowered his head to kiss her, but felt that she didn't seem to like it, so he moved to her neck.

The same shower gel used by the two of them smelled particularly impulsive.

Not long after, he lay on her neck panting, and said in a deep voice: "Sooner or later, you will be angry to death."

Zhuo Jian had a sudden heart.

Why was he so angry that she would die of anger sooner or later?

Maybe she will die first.

He is so strong, how could he die so easily?

Zhuo Jian didn't dare to move around and grabbed the bed sheet under him with his hands.

"Didn't sleep all night, can you sleep with me?"

Fu Yanye knew that she would not coax her, so he asked her in a low voice.

Zhuo Jian looked into the air with big eyes and nodded after a while.

Fu Yanye left her and lay beside her and reached out to her.

Zhuo Jian looked at him, then immediately looked up obediently.

He put his phone under her neck.

Zhuo Jian was a little afraid to really press it up until he said, "Press up the force completely."

“It will be very heavy.”

Zhuo Jian reminded him.

"Just you? How heavy?"

Fu Yanye looked at her with disdain and reminded her.

Zhuo Jian thought, OK.

So he pressed his arm wholeheartedly.

What she thought to herself was that she would get up after he fell asleep later.

But unexpectedly, she fell asleep too.

I haven't found myself sleeping so well before.

——

When I woke up, my ears were itchy.

But it was extremely difficult to open the eyes, and the sunlight fell on the bed, hitting the corners of her gentle eyes.

She reflexed her face and moved her eyebrows slightly, then saw clearly the person holding her hair and teasing her.

Fu Yanye!

At that moment, it suddenly seemed like she was back to the spring when she was fifteen years old.

She hurriedly got up from the bed and looked at the person who was still lying on the side in shock.

He turned over and fell down, put his long arms casually on the back of his head, and a finger continued to gently wrap around her soft long hair.

Zhuo Jian came back to his senses and subconsciously pulled his hair away from his fingers.

The long hair turned between his fingers several times before falling down.

Fu Yanye let go of his hand, not without regrets.

When her long hair disappeared from his fingers, it seemed as if something had been in his heart that had been in his heart for a long time had disappeared.

But he quickly looked at her seriously again, even with gentleness in his eyes.

Zhuo Jian looked at him: "You, why are you still here?"

"I want to bring you home, but I'm afraid of disturbing you to sleep."

“…”

Zhuo Jian's heart trembled and he opened his face unnaturally.

The sunlight outside the window hit the edge of the bed completely. She looked at that place and unconsciously lowered her eyebrows and eyes.

Fu Yanye moved behind her, hugged her from behind, lowered her forehead and murmured: "Grandma just called us to go home for supper."

Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered that he wanted to sneak away while he was asleep.

But not only did not slip away, but he even fell asleep, but was still in his arms.

She looked at her watch and it was already twelve o'clock.

The phone rang out at the right time, and she turned her head and took it.

It was Li Yuqing. She hesitated for a few seconds, and when she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, she picked it up: "Hey, Yuqing."

"Yeah, tomorrow? In the morning, it's OK."

Zhuo Jian agreed to him and hung up the phone.

After leaving the bedroom, she went to the bathroom. As soon as the door was closed, she squatted down a little exhausted.

Oh my God, what the hell is she thinking?

Do you think you can stay with him forever?

She could never catch his thoughts.

He is like a big ship, always heading in another direction.

And she is a small boat, floating in the sea and will eventually sink to the bottom of the sea.

Zhuo Jian squatted inside and hugged his head, warning himself: "Zhuo Jian, don't fall."

How could she fall asleep in his arms?

Uncle Zhou came to deliver clothes to him, but he only sent them to the door and called him and left.

Fu Yanye went to cook lunch in the clean and neat new clothes given by Uncle Zhou. Zhuo Jian had recovered his mood when he came out of the bathroom. When she saw him cooking, she couldn't help but call him: "You will be in the future."

Don't cook for me."

Fu Yanye turned his head to look at her: "What? I'm afraid I can't get used to the food outside?"

“…”

Zhuo Jian couldn't deny it.

Fu Yanye lowered his head and went to cut vegetables seriously, and told her by the way, "That's exactly what I want."

Don’t it be said that if you want to control a man’s heart, you must first control the man’s stomach?

He felt that this matter was actually the same in reverse.

Zhuo Jian was so excited by his lukewarm words that he was making him feel excited.

He just does what he wants to do.

No restraint at all.

He has been like this for so many years.

Zhuo Jian suddenly felt a little aggrieved and opened his eyes. He looked at him again. The more he looked, the more angry he became. He turned his head and went to the living room to sit down.

It was only when she was having a meal that there were no physical items in her refrigerator, and these were so fresh.

Fu Yanye told her, "It was all bought by Uncle Zhou."

Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes again and just ate.

But in fact, I don't have much appetite.

After dinner, Fu Yanye watched her lying on the sofa and was about to sleep again, and walked up to her and called her: "Can you take you out for a walk?"

Zhuo Jian glanced at him and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Where do you want."

“…”

Zhuo Jian didn't know why she wanted to come out with him, and she had no purpose.

Fu Yanye actually took her to climb the mountain. Before she could get to the mountain, her thin legs began to tremble.

Fu Yanye gave her his hand: "Catch me."
To be continued...