"You racked your brains to call me back tonight, you should know that I won't let you go so easily."

His voice was not high or even cold, but his eyes, his mouth, and his aura all overpowered her, making her unable to refute.

Yes, she should have thought of it from the beginning.

If she goes, it will either make things worse, or that's the case.

Fu Yanye no longer pretended to smile, and his eyes gradually became colder, "Now, give me the gift first, or go to bed first?"

"First, give me a gift?"

Zhuo Jian actually thinks that giving gifts first might not be a good idea.

But she had no better idea.

Fu Yanye pressed her lips with his thumb, then lowered his head to kiss her, and pinched her chin so that she had to open her mouth to welcome him.

I don't know how long it took, but before she was about to suffocate to death, he let go of her, and then looked at her with a breathtaking, dominating gaze, "Where's the gift?"

Zhuo Jian's lips hurt from being kissed, and she couldn't help but lick them. After she calmed down, she looked at him with clear eyes.

I don’t know why he suddenly mentioned gifts again.

Her mind was spinning so fast that she couldn't keep up.

But there was her bag next to her. She leaned slightly and grabbed her bag.

"This is a gift, it's a bit cheap."

Zhuo Jian finally no longer indulged in that long kiss, calmed down, and felt that she had to give him a vaccination in advance.

"Um."

It's not that he can't accept cheap gifts, as long as they are from her.

He sat next to her, gently twirling her silky hair with his fingers in anticipation.

Zhuo Jian looked at his serious but calm look, not caring about the feeling of the skin he touched. Knowing that he would not expect it, she smiled awkwardly, and then continued to remind her nicely: "Although it is not expensive, it is not expensive.

It’s very compact, but in its world, it’s pretty big.”

"Um?"

Fu Yanye frowned and seemed confused.

"A nail clipper."

Zhuo Jian found the gift from the bag, took it out after holding it, and then presented it in front of him.

Fu Yanye: "..."

He was indeed shocked.

How could this woman be so perfunctory?

When she said so much just now, he thought it was some precious little thing that he could carry in his pocket so that he could see things and think about people all the time.

It turned out to be a nail clipper?

Fu Yanye frowned: "I don't accept it."

"ah?"

"I won't accept this 'big' gift."

Fu Yanye especially emphasized those two words.

Zhuo Jian was very nervous and even felt that he was really annoying.

"Then I'll buy you another one?"

She tried to coax him, thinking that she would take the opportunity to run away and never come back.

"Um."

He can accept buying a new one.

But he looked into her ghostly eyes and suddenly pressed her on the sofa: "Maybe you can just give yourself to me tonight."

Zhuo Jian: "I'd better choose a gift you like first."

How to send it well?

They were both separated, and he still thought about it.

No matter what she thought, she didn't think there was anything wrong with them being an old married couple, but he still wanted her to give him a good gift.

There are so many problems.

Zhuo Jian still felt that she had no chance to escape, for example...

"Would you like to take a shower first? It's so hot today."

she said delicately.

Fu Yanye frowned and quickly agreed: "Okay, let's take a shower first."

His arms were long and he easily grabbed her waist.

The two of them were still pressed together on the sofa, and Zhuo Jian had to support his shoulders and remind him: "How about I take a shower first, and you go find some ointment. I want to apply some ointment first."

"..."

Fu Yanye regretted how many drinks he had tonight.

He originally wanted to use alcohol to commit murder, but now he is a little confused and can hardly tell whether her words are true or false.
Chapter completed!