Li Yuqing smiled: "When I reacted, I was already here!"
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"You go up and have a rest early. I'm going back! See you in the stage tomorrow!"
Li Yuqing left after finishing speaking.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look back at him, feeling that something was wrong with him.
But if he didn't say anything, there was nothing she could do.
She really doesn't like forcing others to make things difficult for her.
After Li Yuqing's car came out of her community, Fu Yanye was smoking against the wind against the wall.
Li Yuqing saw Fu Yanye, and Fu Yanye later saw his license plate number.
Fu Yanye felt like a fool tonight.
He never walks on the street with a woman!
He still believed what Su Bai said. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became and the more disappointed he became with himself. Then he tossed and turned all night long.
——
Zhuo Jian set the alarm for 5:30 in the morning, got up, washed, changed clothes, and went out with her bag on her back.
She was not interested in Fu Yanye or his sea-view apartment, but she wanted to return his favor.
Once a thing has passed, it is gone, lest it be mentioned again in the future.
Just breakfast for the week!
Zhuo Jian was wearing trousers, a shirt, and a dark coat. When she arrived at his apartment, she subconsciously pressed the doorbell, but thinking that it was only six o'clock, he might not be awake yet, so she entered the password herself.
Wedding anniversary, so ironic!
After Zhuo Jian entered, the door opened in response.
He really didn't get up, right?
It was so quiet inside that you could hear a pin drop.
Because an aunt comes to clean the house regularly, it is always spotless inside.
Zhuo Jian put her bag on the sofa, then took off her coat and put it aside, heading to the kitchen.
only......
"Are you up?"
The man in a silver nightgown was drinking water inside, exposing his beautiful hands and ankles which made people's hearts move.
Zhuo Jian was so shocked by his appearance at this moment that her face turned red.
Fu Yanye looked at her, but he was so angry last night that he forgot about breakfast.
But then he nodded lightly: "Yeah!"
Zhuo Jian stopped talking nonsense, turned on the faucet and rinsed his hands while asking him: "What do you want to eat for breakfast?"
"Millet porridge, boiled eggs, and some mixed vegetables!"
Fu Yanye thought for a while and replied to her seriously.
Zhuo Jian nodded, feeling that he had to put in all his lifelong learning to satisfy him.
However, she felt that she could prepare a table of breakfast to satisfy him. She had always been very confident in what she was doing.
Fu Yanye stood aside and watched silently. Seeing that water was splashed on her body, he subconsciously began to search around the kitchen.
Finally, I opened the cabinet and found a new apron, which was yellow and green.
Zhuo Jian glanced at what he was doing while washing rice, and thought he was going to do it himself, so she said, "I can do it myself."
Fu Yanye didn't say anything, he just held the apron behind her and wrapped it around her slender waist.
He had always felt that her waist was quite thin, but it was not until this moment, when the apron was almost wrapped around her waist, that he realized that it was really not that thin.
Zhuo Jian was so shocked by his sudden move that he straightened up and held his breath for a long time without daring to let it go.
His hands were casually tying the belt behind her, and he asked: "What kind of knot do you like?"
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian was so nervous that her voice became hoarse.
"I can tie the bow in three ways!"
"Then, it's up to you!"
Zhuo Jian felt that his hands were moving back and forth, and her lower back was getting hot through a thin layer of fabric.
Fu Yanye didn't say anything anymore, but really changed the three methods, and then finally used the first one. After doing it, he raised his eyebrows: "It looks much more comfortable this way!"
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Fu Yanye's dark eyes raised, and the black suspenders in her white shirt were looming. If a basin of water fell on her now...