But her so-called anger had no deterrent effect at all. Fu Yanye only felt that the hand holding his chin was gentle and tender. He wanted to put it in his arms and let her rub it for him to comfort him. Last night
He rubbed it for a while, but he didn't feel comfortable at all.
Why are his hands so hard?
He still likes her the most.
So he held her wrist, then her hand, and said, "One day this hand will no longer resist me."
"what are you saying?"
Zhuo Jian really didn't understand.
"You will know later."
"..."
She doesn't know, she doesn't know anything.
She felt that he suddenly felt strange today.
Aren't you just here to attend a wedding?
Why did he act like it was their special day?
And he also said some weird things.
But she still remembered that he said they would get a divorce if she ate 50 kilograms.
The documents and everything are still with her.
The more Zhuo Jian thought about it, the more he became afraid. Could there be another trap?
No, no, no, no, he can't always be like that.
but......
Well, she should eat more quickly and try to gain weight to fifty kilograms as soon as possible to avoid...
To avoid long nights and too many dreams.
——
Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye walked into the wedding hall. Everyone was chatting before they took their seats.
Zhong Mai raised his hand when he saw them: "Jian."
Zhuo Jian followed her voice to find her and rushed over immediately.
Fu Yanye still held her hand: "There are many people, please be calm."
"..."
Zhuo Jian was helpless and couldn't escape even after twisting his hands for a long time.
Fu Yanye held her hand and walked slowly through the crowd, leading her to Zhong Maiyanzheng and Su Bai.
Everyone looked at the hands they were holding and sighed for a while, as if they had seen each other for a long time. Zhuo Jian was so embarrassed that she turned to look at him again: "Let go."
"Must it be like this?"
Fu Yanye frowned, but asked her patiently.
Zhuo Jian was speechless and asked him: "Do you think any of them is like you?"
Indeed, everyone was standing still, and who was hugging his lover? No one was holding hands.
But Fu Yanye still discovered the problem and said to her: "Even Mr. Zhong is carrying his husband on his arm."
Zhuo Jian became even more angry and argued with him with her eyes.
They are people who want a divorce.
Fu Yanye had to let go of her, but soon he hooked her waist again.
The material of the skirt was thin, and as soon as his broad palm covered it, it was so hot that the blood in her body surged up.
Zhuo Jian looked at him again, while Fu Yanye spoke to Yan Zheng and the others as if nothing was wrong, "Is it going to be soon?"
"should."
As soon as Yan Zheng finished speaking, someone already called them to take a seat.
Everyone found their own seats and sat down. Zhong Mai whispered in Zhuo Jian's ear: "The entire Liang family is here too."
Zhuo Jian looked diagonally opposite, and sure enough.
Liang Yu arrived with her parents and sat diagonally opposite them.
Liang Yu seemed not to notice them, concentrating on greeting and joking with the elders next to her.
"Relax, it's just a woman, your husband is here."
Fu Yanye said something in Zhuo Jian's ear.
"What should I not relax about?"
Zhuo Jian asked him back.
Fu Yanye turned to look at her, and suddenly wanted to cure her, and asked: "Do you believe I will kiss you now?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian suddenly fell silent.
"Why are not you talking?"
Fu Yanye asked her again.
"I'm afraid you'll kiss me. Are you satisfied?"
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look forward as he spoke.
Fu Yanye saw that she was so angry that she stopped talking and held her hand again where no one could see her.
