But Fu Yanye couldn't bear it anymore: "Mrs. Fu, you are making me angry."
"I......"
It was obviously your hand on my lips that made me act subconsciously, unintentionally.
But all the explanations were swallowed up by him. He kissed her forcefully and wantonly.
Zhuo Jian was soon deprived of all his breath and felt that he was about to die from lack of oxygen.
Fu Yanye immediately lifted her up from the ground and hugged her.
Zhuo Jian reflexively fastened her legs firmly around his waist.
"Young Madam..."
The aunt came out of the kitchen and was about to ask her when Fu Yanye would come back for dinner, but then she was completely stunned.
Fu Yanye's legs stiffened, and then he frowned, and his grip on her lips slowly loosened.
Zhuo Jian immediately raised her hand to wipe her mouth in embarrassment, lowered her head and did not dare to raise her eyes in shame, and whispered: "Auntie is here."
"..."
Fu Yanye looked at her speechlessly.
He thought she had specially opened the door to welcome him home, and he thought there was no one else in the house except her.
but now......
Fu Yanye had to let her go, raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, looked at her deeply with his gloomy black eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I'll settle the score with you later."
Zhuo Jian lowered his head and did not dare to speak, thinking that it was bad, he had not done well enough and had offended him.
Auntie also reacted, turned around and returned to the kitchen.
"Didn't you say that the rice cooked by yourself is waiting for me?"
"Auntie is here to help."
Zhuo Jian whispered.
Seeing that she was too shy to raise her head, Fu Yanye couldn't help but look at her one more time, grabbed her soft little hand and put it on his heart, "Touch it."
Zhuo Jian looked at his heart in confusion, feeling his strong heartbeat. She raised her eyes and asked him with her eyes why he was touching it?
Fu Yanye replied to her: "I'm almost mad at you."
"No, it dances very hard."
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but refute him.
Fu Yanye smiled helplessly after hearing this, then held her hand tightly and led her to the restaurant.
She had prepared the dinner herself, so of course he had to give her face and hug her.
The aunt put all the soup, water, etc. on the table, then placed the plates for them and quietly left.
Fu Yanye sat across from her and looked at the dishes on the table. They were all his favorites. He couldn't help but ask her, "Why are they all my favorites?"
"Welcome home, of course I'll make you what you like."
"Just cook what you like from now on, I can do whatever you like."
Fu Yanye glanced at her and helped the two of them fill the soup.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and smiled slightly. He didn't know that she was actually like that.
If he likes it, she will also like it unconsciously.
Will they have any accidents?
Zhuo Jian was a little scared deep down in her heart.
But no matter how scared you are, life must go on.
And they cannot live in fear all the time.
They have to continue and be happy.
When dinner was almost finished, Fu Yanye looked at his phone and then looked outside.
"Have you eaten yet?"
Fu Yanye suddenly asked her.
There was a sound in the quiet environment. Zhuo Jian immediately raised his eyes to look at him and replied: "Well, drink some more soup."
Seeing that she was still interested in drinking soup, Fu Yanye suspected that she was deliberately delaying her time. He raised his eyebrows in agreement, then leaned back and kept staring at her.
Zhuo Jian soon couldn't drink anymore because he was staring too closely.
"Why don't you go upstairs and take a shower first?"
Zhuo Jian suggested.
"Not urgent."
Fu Yanye wiped his hands with a tissue and continued to stare at her.