He kissed her, and gradually, his warm fingers stretched from her clothes to her skin, swimming gently.
"breathe."
He reminded in a low voice and kissed the corner of her lips.
Zhuo Jian really tried to breathe, and then slowly opened her eyes.
But when she saw the roof clearly, he was already kissing her chin and then down to her neck.
She sprinkled some perfume on her neck, and to him, it smelled terrible.
In his life, he never liked the perfume on other women, except hers.
In the past, he liked a perfume and gave it to her for her to use.
Later, he liked all the fragrance on her body.
Later, Fu Yanye untied all her clothes. Looking at the scene of the cigarette, he suddenly burst into laughter. He raised his eyes to look at her, and then came to her again, pressing his forehead against hers: "Why didn't you resist?"
"I have an aunt."
"Do you think that thing can stop a man's desire?"
Fu Yanye thought her idea was too stupid.
"This is the office."
Zhuo Jian thought of another reason.
"Do you think I can't do it in the office?"
"Then why didn't you continue?"
Zhuo Jian couldn't answer, so he asked again.
Fu Yanye suddenly laughed and rubbed her forehead: "Because I haven't reached the stage where my bestiality has emerged. Don't you often say that I am a beast in disguise?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian couldn't remember the time when she said he was dressed like a beast.
It wasn't until later that Wu Fei actually brought in brown sugar milk tea, and she sat on the sofa drinking milk tea and watching him work.
As she stared at him reading the documents, her mind suddenly flashed back to the past, when she said he was dressed like a beast.
How long ago was that?
He remembered those.
Zhuo Jian suddenly bit the straw and didn't dare to breathe. She just looked at him nervously.
Fu Yanye raised his eyes and looked at her, "Would you like to take a closer look?"
Fu Yanye pushed several documents on the table aside, and a large space suddenly became available on the table.
He gestured for her to sit on the desk so that she could see him from the closest distance.
Zhuo Jian came back to her senses and immediately lowered her eyes. But then he went back to work, and she still couldn't help but stare at him. She remembered that he said he would get divorced after they were done last time, and she suddenly thought that he would not do it a few times now.
Will you agree to divorce her?
"Boss, the conference room is full."
"Um."
Soon, Wu Fei came to ask Fu Yanye to go to a meeting, and before leaving, he did not forget to nod to her.
Zhuo Jian feels that Wu Fei is a rare good secretary, and Fu Yanye should also be considered a good boss, right? That's it...
Zhuo Jian was lying on the sofa. Thinking of her childhood, she couldn't help but muttered: "Zhuo Jian, Zhuo Jian, how dare you?"
He has been in awe of everyone around him since he was a child, and later on no one dared to mess with him.
According to what Fu Yanqing said, even a beautiful girl like Liang Yu was afraid of him and did not dare to express her feelings. How could she dare to express her feelings?
Zhuo Jian felt that she was really stupid at that time.
Later, she actually fell asleep with her milk tea in her arms, and she had an extra coat on her body.
Fu Yanye's coat.
She had a dream, dreaming that she was back when she was a child, watching her little self running around to gain a sense of presence next to the cold eldest son of the Fu family. She wanted to reach out and grab that little self and make her thousands of years old.
Don't follow him again, don't think too much about him.
But in the dream, she was an empty person, and her little self happily passed through her body and caught up with him again.
She reached out several times, but in the end it was all in vain.
That little girl was finally in front of him again, and he asked her: "Brothers, do you dare to go cycling?"
The little girl looked at Fu Yanye, smiled at him like a fool, and nodded firmly: "Yeah."
"boarding."
She couldn't catch up anymore, because he rode very fast and ran with her little one, so she couldn't catch up no matter what.
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, she woke up and left.
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At seven o'clock in the evening, a dark-colored supercar parked in front of the TV station.