Fu Yanye slowly let go of her and reminded: "You slept too far to the side."
Zhuo Jian was helpless because she didn't know why she fell asleep on the edge of the bed.
But he actually slept in the middle.
Fu Yanye noticed that she was slightly dissatisfied with him, so he reminded her again: "I'm used to sleeping like this."
"..."
Zhuo Jian had nothing to say. They had indeed always slept in the middle.
Fortunately, there were two people and two quilts, which made her feel more at ease, and then she said in a low voice: "It's time to get up."
"Um."
Immediately after she sat up, Fu Yanye also sat up.
She looked back at him, and he happened to see her.
this......
"Didn't I say it's time to get up?"
Fu Yanye saw her looking at him in surprise and reminded her again.
"oh!"
It took Zhuo Jian a long time to react and then quickly got out of bed.
Nothing else matters.
Only when I lifted the quilt did I realize that my pajamas were up to my legs.
So, last night, he should...
Zhuo Jian quickly covered her with the quilt again.
Fu Yanye stared at her legs until she belatedly covered herself with the quilt again and sighed helplessly.
It was he who got up first.
It was him again, so magnanimous that after he went to wash up and take a shower, he found clean clothes in front of her and threw away the bath towel on his waist...
Zhuo Jian was so speechless that his eyes were countless times bigger than usual.
She only dared to look at his upper body.
Fu Yanye seemed to have just remembered what happened between them. He raised his eyes at her, threw his pants on the bed, and then wore a white shirt generously, "I don't care."
"..."
Zhuo Jian blushed even more.
But Fu Yanye was really dressed very casually and with his own unique elegance.
hehe.
What doesn't he care about?
He doesn't care about anything he loves, so what does it have to do with her?
Zhuo Jian looked away while reflecting, and silently pulled her pajamas under the quilt.
Fu Yanye's deep voice sounded again when he was putting on his pants, and asked her: "Do you still remember that belt you gave me for my birthday that year?"
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian asked him doubtfully.
"forget?"
He seemed a little unhappy and looked at her.
"Maybe in Shengyuan."
Zhuo Jian thought for a while and said that it would hurt face if he forgot.
Fu Yanye nodded after hearing this, "Well, let's get it back next time. That one is the best."
As he said that, he had already put on his pants and went to find a belt to use.
It was too late when Zhuo Jian realized that she had been staring at his hands. He had already buckled his belt.
What is she doing?
Why do you act like you've never seen the world?
——
Zhuo Jian went to Shengyuan as soon as she got off work in the afternoon. She was not sure that the belt was in Shengyuan.
Or should I say she even forgot what that belt looked like.
She bought him too many belts.
At that time, we were in a good relationship, so she was very coquettish. When she was a child, she didn’t know which boss said that giving belts meant to tie up men, and men taking belts meant they had the intention of being tied up. During that time, she went to the mall.
I just like buying them for him.
So when she went to Shengyuan, she opened the drawer of the belt in the cloakroom, and then she couldn't laugh or cry.
"Which one is it?"
She muttered.
Soon, a WeChat notification came from the phone.
She lowered her head and took out her mobile phone from her bag, opened it and took a look.
"It should be dark brown."
"..."
She was stunned, looking at the five words on the phone.