Fu Yanye really opened his mouth and ate the cake.
It's your birthday, how can you not eat cake?
Zhuo Jian only thought of four words after seeing him finish eating.
You're done.
"You take a bite too."
Fu Yanye said, took the fork in her hand, gave her some, and put it to her mouth.
Zhuo Jian looked at the cake with clear eyes. To be honest, she loved cakes when she was a child, but she has lost her appetite recently.
She still opened her mouth.
Fu Yanye looked at the little bit of white on her lips and gently rubbed her lips with his thumb, but...
"It seems like it wasn't wiped clean."
"Um?"
Before Zhuo Jian could understand, suddenly his lips smelling of wine and cake fell on hers again.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Zhuo Jian heard a sound like thunder, and her heart...
but......
It seemed like it was starting to thunder outside.
And he was still kissing her.
Zhuo Jian felt that this was definitely a kiss.
Probably because the timing was perfect, she didn't have the ability to push him away.
Fu Yanye was still unfinished but ended the brief kiss and asked her, "Why don't you resist tonight?"
This actually made him a little surprised, and he even imagined whether she would take this opportunity to reconcile with him.
Zhuo Jian smiled slightly: "It's your birthday."
Fu Yanye listened and laughed.
At this time, he was really happy from the bottom of his heart.
"Do you want some more cake?"
Zhuo Jian asked him again, thinking it was okay for her to sit on him like this all the time.
He held her hand, looked down when he touched the ring, and asked her, "Where is my birthday gift?"
"Ah, yes, it's in my bag. I'll get it for you."
Zhuo Jian thought of his gift and also thought of a way to leave.
But when she excitedly went to 'get him a gift', her thin waist was still firmly held in his arms, "I'll carry you over."
"No need, you are the birthday girl, just sit still and wait for me here. I will come when I go."
Zhuo Jian's hand gently patted his heart, like a feather caressing him gently.
But Fu Yanye smiled and said, "I can hug you if I like."
"..."
Zhuo Jian didn't know why, but she had a very bad feeling.
Shouldn’t he be unable to run away?
"Fu Yanye."
Arriving in the living room, under the bright light, Zhuo Jian called him weakly.
"Um?"
Fu Yanye hasn't put her down yet.
"Actually, I was injured a little bit badly that day."
Zhuo Jian said softly with a delicate and pitiful look.
Fu Yanye didn't say anything, just put her on the sofa, then controlled her between him and the sofa, stared at her for a while, then smiled and asked her in a deep voice: "What do you want to say?
"
"It hurts everywhere."
Zhuo Jian glanced at him and immediately lowered his head.
The appearance of a shy little woman is clearly revealed.
Fu Yanye had a dangerous smile in his eyes and said softly: "Then I will check you carefully later. I have medicine at home to treat bruises. I will apply it evenly on every part of your injury."
He paused deliberately for the next few words, making them ambiguous.
"that......"
Zhuo Jian only dared to look at him one more time. She was nervous and couldn't smile. She wanted to change the subject but didn't know what to say.
"look at me."
He suddenly pinched her chin and ordered in a sexy voice.
Zhuo Jian could only look straight at him, lying on his back within his control.
The two of them looked at each other intently. Fu Yanye knelt on one knee on her side, leaning his other long leg to support her. Her gentle and cautious look was reflected in his dark eyes.
