In the evening after Zhuo Jian got off work, a group of people went out together, and of course Liu Yuntian also liked to get close to her.
Fu Yanye's car rarely stopped directly in front, but slightly to the side.
It is said that they are five years apart.
Five years old...
Just five years old.
He doesn't feel how old he is either.
Why does she always talk to him so lightly?
On the contrary, I was talking and laughing with those people, and...
Fu Yanye hadn't finished thinking yet, but as soon as she raised her eyes and glanced this way, his heart became numb and his brain stopped functioning.
Zhuo Jian still couldn't see clearly, but she knew it was him just by looking at his figure.
"Let's go, bye."
"Sister, it's getting cold, please keep warm."
"..."
Slowly, everyone left.
She raised her hand to tuck the hair that had fallen in front of her face behind her ears, and walked towards him.
Her belly seems to be growing a little fast these days, and she also looks like a pregnant woman when she walks, slowly and leisurely, not in a hurry.
I have a restrained and forbearing temperament, so I look too relaxed.
She stood in front of him with her hands on her hips.
Fu Yanye looked at her so gently and softly, but his eyes were very lethal.
There seems to be only one thing he can do.
Raise your hands and surrender.
"Mr. Fu came to pick up my wife from get off work again?"
"..."
Fu Yanye was not as relaxed as she was. He turned around and opened the passenger door for her.
Zhuo Jian looked at his unwillingness to talk to her and muttered: "If you don't want to talk to me, why did you come to pick me up?"
Fu Yanye still didn't speak, he just looked at her and motioned for her to get in the car quickly.
Zhuo Jian stood there motionless, with his hands on his hips.
The sky is huge and the earth is not as big as a pregnant woman.
"Hurry up and get in the car. It's getting cold. Keep warm."
Fu Yanye said what Liu Yuntian said just now, neither salty nor bland.
"..."
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian tried her best to purse her lips.
She can't laugh, otherwise what will happen if he slaps her?
Is this considered jealous?
Zhuo Jian looked at him again and then got into the car unhurriedly.
When he helped close the car door, he looked across the way, not at her.
Zhuo Jian took advantage of this emptiness and smiled no longer.
But after he got in the car, she raised her voice and pretended to be normal.
Fu Yanye glanced at her, "Do you feel uncomfortable in your throat?"
"A little."
Zhuo Jian replied.
Actually, I was just saying it casually.
But suddenly a thermos cup appeared in front of her.
And it's white.
Zhuo Jian was a little confused, took it slowly, and asked, "Did you just buy the water cup?"
"Pregnant women need to keep warm."
He is still so lukewarm.
No, it's clearly acid.
It's just sarcasm.
Zhuo Jian wasn't angry, she just looked at the cup and said, "I can't unscrew it."
Fu Yanye glanced at the cup. He was sure that the cup he bought couldn't be difficult to unscrew, and then he looked at her.
Zhuo Jian's eyes were delicate and willful.
Fu Yanye had no choice but to unscrew the water glass for her, looked ahead and sent it to her.
"Thank you."
Zhuo Jian expressed his thanks and drank water.
About fifty degrees?
A bit hot, but still manageable.
Zhuo Jian took two sips and then put the cup back.
Fu Yanye actually saw it. Did she drink a little less?
From now on, Yuan Man and Changxia should be asked to supervise her to drink more water.