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When the old lady saw that her grandson was weak, she felt sorry for him and stopped scolding him.
"Bye daddy."
The three little guys said in unison.
"Um."
Fu Yanye agreed absentmindedly and left.
Zhuo Jian felt a little uncomfortable and couldn't help but follow him with her eyes.
Wang Yue took a look and saw that she didn't care about Fu Yanye, so she suggested, "How about you send him off? Jian Jian."
Zhuo Jian came to his senses, and Fu Yanye also stopped, "Are you going to see me off?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian didn't remember whether she agreed or not. Anyway, when she came to her senses, they were already on the way to his office building.
Zhuo Jian is the driver.
He kept rubbing his forehead, and Zhuo Jian could feel it from the corner of his eye.
Later, she parked the car on the side of the road and turned around, "Where does it hurt?"
Fu Yanye was startled when she suddenly appeared in front of him. He really didn't expect that she would suddenly care about him.
"My forehead and temples all hurt."
Fu Yanye said weakly.
Zhuo Jian's hands were already rubbing his temples unconsciously. The posture was uncomfortable, so she knelt higher.
Fu Yanye suddenly felt that a very familiar and reassuring aroma surrounded him, and then he couldn't help but reach out his hand to hook her waist and gently hug and caress her.
"Don't move."
Zhuo Jian scolded in a low voice.
"Don't think about divorce, okay?"
Fu Yanye's tone was filled with humility.
Zhuo Jian didn't know why he was choking, and his eyes were very dry, but he couldn't take a breath like that: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"If you are no longer by my side, who should I look for when I have a headache?"
"There are a lot of girls for you to find and learn massage for you."
"But they are not you, they all smell bad, and their blood is not as good as yours."
"Are you confused because of the pain? What nonsense are you talking about?"
Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes and pushed him into the chair to lean against.
Fu Yanye looked at her and directly lifted her up.
Although the kneeling posture is very attractive, he prefers her to be on top of him.
So she knelt on his chair, which was actually...
Hmm, a shameful gesture.
"Put your hands down. I'm massaging you. Why don't you stop pressing them?"
Zhuo Jian threatened in a low voice.
"I don't touch randomly, I just touch."
Fu Yanye is pitiful.
Zhuo Jian couldn't stand him.
But the doctor said that when he has a headache, try not to give him medicine first and give him a massage to relax him.
But when he came back this time, he didn't show any signs of headache. Why was he like this again?
After nearly half an hour, her hands were exhausted and her wrists were sore.
Just as she was about to sit back down, Fu Yanye hugged her, pressed the back of her head to bring her within reach, and kissed her.