He smiled softly, held her face again and kissed her two soft lips.
But is this a discussion, a request, or a reminder?
Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered her kiss with him in the office and turned her face away.
Fu Yanye's thin lips brushed the corners of her lips, and his dark eyes looked at her with disappointment and unwillingness: "What's wrong?"
Zhuo Jian looked at someone coming over there, lowered his head and hid his face, whispering: "Go back!"
Fu Yanye took another deep look at her, turned around and saw someone walking by, then smiled slightly, then took her hand and took her aside, opened the passenger seat for her and sent her inside.
After Zhuo Jian got into the passenger seat, she tried her best to calm down and put on her seat belt.
Fu Yanye looked at her after entering: "Shy?"
Zhuo Jian looked back in surprise, but finally just looked out the window again.
What are you ashamed of?
If they were a normal couple or couple, she would hug and kiss him on the street without hesitation, and even jump on him in full public view to let him pet her.
But what do they mean?
Not sure!
Zhuo Jian tried hard to hold back her breath and waited for the car to start driving.
When the car arrived at the gate of the community, Zhuo Jian looked at his watch. It was already past six o'clock, so it was not too early to make dinner.
Fu Yanye watched her looking at her watch in the rearview mirror and frowned unconsciously, but he didn't ask anything and drove the car steadily downstairs.
Zhuo Jian didn't ask anything, opened the car door and walked inside.
Fu Yanye's narrow phoenix eyes drooped.
I would never think that she took such initiative because she regarded this place as her home.
On the contrary, there was a feeling that she was in a hurry to do something.
Fu Yanye got out of the car and quickly followed him.
When they got to the elevator, Zhuo Jian asked him: "What do you want to eat tonight?"
Fu Yanye looked at her and smiled slightly: "It's hot and cold!"
Hot and cold?
who?
Zhuo Jian looked at him in surprise and asked again: "Want to eat hot and cold rice? I can't cook!"
"I said you are hot and cold!"
"..."
Fu Yanye's black eyes stared at her so straightly that Zhuo Jian looked away and turned to face the ladder wall with bated breath.
After returning home, Fu Yanye's cell phone rang. He glanced at the number and picked it up. Zhuo Jian went directly to the kitchen.
On the phone, Ruxiang Xingshi asked: "No matter what, how could you hit my dad?"
"I said again and again and not again and again. I can tolerate you going to her again and again, but that doesn't mean that other people in your family are qualified to threaten her."
Fu Yanye's eyes were cold when he said this, and the surroundings were filled with a cold air that kept strangers away.
"But he is my father, your future father-in-law."
"Father-in-law? He had a chance!"
After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Ruxiang felt even more depressed and uncomfortable when she heard his last words before hanging up the phone. He didn't want to marry her anymore. He really didn't want to marry her anymore.
When Ruxiang was wondering what to do, Fu Yanye went directly to the kitchen.
While Zhuo Jian was preparing dinner, she sent a WeChat message to Ouyang Ping, who invited her to have a drink in the evening.
Zhuo Jian agreed: "OK!"
Fu Yanye walked over and bent down behind her, looking at the two letters flashing on her phone on the glass table, then turned to look at him: "Aren't you going to have dinner with me?"
"I'm just cooking for you, I don't need to eat with you."
Zhuo Jian explained.
"Then why were you here the last few times?"
"Then I won't be here anymore!"
"..."
Seeing her persistence, Fu Yanye sighed angrily unconsciously. He picked up her phone and scrolled through it, and saw Ouyang Ping asking her: "Are you two secretly crossing Chencang?"