This time it was Fu Yanye's turn to be speechless.
"Then let me beat the crap out of you."
Her hand slowly covered her belly, cherishing it very much.
Fu Yanye looked at where her hand was, sighed helplessly, and nodded: "That's okay."
He put his hands in his pockets and motioned her to leave with his eyes.
"Hurry up and watch TV for a few minutes, and then go back to the other side while I go to the bathroom."
"Are you going to stay in the bathroom until I leave?"
Fu Yanye questioned before she left.
Zhuo Jian hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but continue to argue with him, "You don't have to worry about it, I can do it whenever I want."
After she finished speaking, she left. Fu Yanye stood there for almost a minute.
It's still rainy outside, and the air conditioner is turned on in the house so it's not too cold, but outside, everyone has put on thick clothes.
Half an hour later, she put on a hand mask in the bathroom, but he still hadn't left when she came out.
His tall body stood in front of the window, talking on the phone to someone unknown.
Seeing her coming out of the glass curtain, he turned his eyes and ended the call: "Let's do this first."
The sea and sky were the same color outside. He turned around and smiled: "Why are you willing to give up?"
Zhuo Jian raised her voice in embarrassment and asked him: "Why haven't you left yet?"
"I don't want to leave."
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him, and when he said he didn't want to leave, she finally just raised her eyebrows, and then sat on the sofa.
Seeing that she didn't argue, Fu Yanye also walked over and sat down.
Zhuo Jian put her hand behind her ear and stared at him silently for a while. She held the remote control in her other hand and turned on the TV, "What movie do you like?"
Fu Yanye nodded, staring at the phone: "Whatever."
casual?
Anyway, these two words are the most annoying.
Finally, he found an old movie. Zhuo Jian suddenly walked up to him and stared at him with interest, "Then do you remember the movie actors?"
Fu Yanye raised his eyes and looked at the TV, "I don't know him."
Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat, but she quickly figured it out and nodded: "That's right, you don't remember anything."
"..."
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes.
"But you can also cook, wear clothes, and work."
Zhuo Jian held her chin and muttered in despair.
Her voice was very weak, but it still reached Fu Yanye's ears.
It was rare for Fu Yanye to see such obvious loneliness and sadness on her face, "I will also think of you."
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and smiled bitterly.
"You can still lean on this shoulder at any time."
Fu Yanye reminded her again.
Zhuo Jian glanced at his shoulder, then lowered his head silently.
She didn't want to rely on it.
She is not a child.
She is an adult and has experienced a lot.
She can heal all her losses and failures.
Later, she lay on the armrest of the sofa and fell asleep.
Fu Yanye turned to look at her, then continued to stare at the TV.
He also wanted to pretend that he didn't care.
But soon, he still took the mobile phone.
Soon the aunt came out with the blanket, and he pulled her onto his lap, just like he was lying on her lap in the morning.
He put the blanket over her body and gently put his hands on her shoulders, stroking her every now and then.
He stared at the TV calmly again.
Which male star does she like?
Judging from the picture quality, it is a very old movie, and the star must be very old now.
It was almost midnight when the movie ended. He looked at a few names, felt the person on his legs move, and lowered his eyes.
Her hair is not long, but it can still cover her small face, which is no bigger than a palm.
His slender fingers couldn't help but gently hook her hair and pull it away.
She slept soundly and her face was a little pink.
Fu Yanye's eyes fell on the corners of her eyes. Her skin was still the type that could be broken by a blow. He couldn't help but gently touch the skin near the corners of her eyes with the back of his fingers, and bent...