Zhuo Jian's voice was hoarse because she was worried that he would just kiss her on the lips.
Fu Yanye's dark eyes under her long eyelashes smiled with satisfaction. He looked at her red lips and couldn't help but press them with his fingers to touch them.
Zhuo Jian swallowed even more. His breath collided with hers on this cold day, and he couldn't tell who was whose.
His lips finally gradually rubbed her lips, just so gently.
tease!
Zhuo Jian only thought of this word.
Her heart seemed to be drawn out by his gentle rubbing.
"I'm going to the hospital and I'll see you off on the way!"
His low voice told her.
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes, took a breath, and managed to utter a sound from his throat: "Yes!"
Fu Yanye finally smiled with satisfaction and let go.
Zhuo Jian also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at him. His eyes were as bright as spring, and his eyes were as bright as stars.
Zhuo Jian felt that her heart was throbbing unsatisfactorily!
Still for him!
She had known him since she was a child, and no boy had ever made her heart beat like him.
Zhuo Jian felt that he was really damn incompetent and silently lowered his eyes.
Later, he took her to the TV station, and she opened her seat belt and wanted to leave without saying anything.
Fu Yanye got out of the car and walked slowly to the passenger side.
Zhuo Jian stepped on the air and looked at him with his hands on his sides.
Fu Yanye gave her his hand, and his eyes told her to put her hand in his palm.
The autumn wind was bleak, and Zhuo Jian reflexively placed her hand in his warm palm.
The next second, her cold little hands were immediately clenched by him, and her body was taken out by him.
She stood completely in the wind, Fu Yanye stared at her deeply with his black eyes: "Goodbye!"
"goodbye!"
Zhuo Jian looked at him, saying those two words in an extremely dull tone.
Fu Yanye let go of her and left.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look back at him. His back was as cold as the autumn wind, but why was her hand still warm?
She quietly hid her hands in her coat, turned her head and walked up the steps when her vision was blurred.
Fu Yanye's car left and headed to the hospital.
——
Li Yuqing was talking to his subordinates, and seemed to be waiting for her. When he saw her coming, he stopped her: "Zhuo Jian!"
Zhuo Jian walked over: "Director Li."
Li Yuqing had no objection to this title, but reminded her in a low voice: "Lin Ruxiang's father is in your office."
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian couldn't help but glance at her office.
In this way, all three members of the Lin family have been here.
Zhuo Jian didn't expect that he was such a big threat to their family, but maybe they just felt sorry for their daughter.
She nodded and returned to her office.
The man sat calmly on the sofa and smiled slightly when he saw her: "Jian, we meet again!"
"Mr. Lin still hasn't changed at all!"
"When I was little, you called me Uncle Lin!"
Lin Jiaoyang looked at Zhuo Jian and found that this little girl had indeed become more mature after not seeing her for several years. No wonder so many men wanted to marry her.
Zhuo Jian walked to the water dispenser, turned around and asked him: "Does Mr. Lin drink boiled water? The temperature of the water here makes tea not delicious!"
"Then just boil water!"
Lin Jiaoyang said to her with a smile, his eyes walking around her body intentionally.
Zhuo Jian lowered his head, took a disposable paper cup, poured him a glass of boiled water, walked over, and sat down on the sofa next to him.