"..."

Zhuo Jian raised his eyes, his face immediately burning up.

What exactly did she just say?

She really couldn't remember it, but just looking at his handsome face in front of her made her heart move.

Fu Yanye stretched out a hand, as if he was afraid of hurting her, gently caressed her waist, held it carefully, and continued to ask: "Huh? Do you want me to remind Mrs. Fu, how did you praise our Fu family just now?"

A man’s?”

ah?

This one.

Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered and immediately turned his head and looked away in shame.

She never said such words in front of him, never in front of him from beginning to end.

What dedication, what trust.

There are actually very few among them.

However, at that time, she just didn't want to make those ladies happy.

Unexpectedly, he actually listened to it.

Zhuo Jian licked her lips a little at a loss, and then murmured: "Stop making trouble, I'm going to eat."

Fu Yanye glanced to the other side and saw that someone had indeed come to serve food, but it was not her private room.

It's Wang Yue's private room.

Not wanting Wang Yue and the others to discover that they were here, his dark eyes moved and he held her hand: "Follow me."

Zhuo Jian followed him dumbfounded.

Soon, she was taken to an empty private room.

The door was closed and she was pushed against the wall. His dark eyes were staring straight at her, as if he wanted to see a hole in her body.

"Zhuo Jian, I didn't expect that I am so good to you."

"good?"

Zhuo Jian looked up at him, abandoning the ambiguity of the two of them being alone, and asked him.

"Yeah, dedicated and trusting."

"..."

"It seems that our relationship was indeed very good before."

Fu Yanye's satisfied comment.

Zhuo Jian opened his mouth, but couldn't explain a word for a long time.

Forget it, let him think for himself.

Anyway, he is researching drugs, waiting for him to regain his memory.

Hey, let's wait until he slaps himself in the face.

"I'm hungry, I..."

"I want to bring our chance encounter to a perfect end."

Her chin was suddenly pinched.

Fu Yanye looked at her thick long eyelashes and trembled slightly, his eyes couldn't help showing a satisfied smile, and then he covered his thin lips.

Um.

It's a heart-pounding feeling.

Zhuo Jiannan held herself, fully feeling his kiss, and then couldn't help but part her lips.

Fu Yanye left suddenly, looked at her with shrewd black eyes, and smiled.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"If the feelings are not strong, maybe you really won't be able to help but take the initiative to cater to me."

Fu Yanye's deep voice.

"you're so boring."

Zhuo Jian's little face was distorted with anger.

Fu Yanye suddenly put his arms around her waist and kissed her again, this time the kiss was more forceful.

Zhuo Jian pushed him a few times with her hands, but unfortunately when he came closer, she could only fold her hands into his chest, allowing him to deepen the kiss indulgently.
Chapter completed!