Liang Yu sneered, thinking that this was just a bunch of rabble.
"Even if Zhuo Jian is acting, Yan Ye is willing to accompany her."
Yan Zheng also said.
Liang Yu smiled so hard that she was about to shed tears. Today, these people looked at her like a clown, but she was not a clown. She was Liang Yu, the apple of the Liang family's eye, a leader in the architectural design world, and she would let these people see it.
Her ability.
When her mother came to find her, she saw her leaning against the wall and slowly squatting on the ground to hug herself. There were so many spectators beside her. She stepped forward nervously: "What's wrong? Who bullied you? Xiaoyu."
"Mom, I want to go home."
Liang Yu's face was suddenly filled with tears, she looked at her mother pitifully and said.
"Okay, get up and mom will take you home."
Liang Yu's mother felt that the wedding banquet was almost done and it was time to leave.
Anyway, no one here thinks highly of mother and daughter.
We all had a good relationship before, but when we got together this time, we originally wanted to chat with each other and have a good drink, but who knew...
Liang Yu's mother was heartbroken and took Liang Yu away.
Zhong Mai watched the mother and daughter leave and sneered: "God is watching what you do."
Fu Yanye took Zhuo Jian upstairs, put her on the bed and sat next to her, looking at her. He gently stroked the broken hair in front of her face with his hand and whispered, "Aren't you awake yet?"
"..."
"It's okay if you don't wake up."
Fu Yanye looked at her little face, which was rarely pink today, and then at her pink lips, and slowly lowered his head.
Suddenly there was some breath that did not belong to him in front of his face, and Zhuo Jian opened her long eyelashes in time.
His lips were about to kiss hers, but he stopped in time when she opened her eyes and smiled calmly.
Zhuo Jian held her breath, looked at his smile with big eyes, and said in a thrilling voice that was hoarse for some reason: "You know I didn't faint?"
"Didn't you already know I was outside?"
Fu Yanye spoke calmly, but still wanted to kiss her.
It always felt like the last time I kissed her was a lifetime ago.
But obviously, it was his birthday that night, and he indulged her in his indulgence.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, unable to form words for a long time, so she could only continue to look at him while holding on to her breath.
She won the bet.
Originally, I just hoped that Liang Yu would see the reality clearly and stop pestering her.
But now...
I don’t know what it feels like, but the person in front of me...
"Can I ask for a reward kiss?"
"Um?"
She didn't react, and he didn't restrain himself anymore.
As soon as they fell down, there was no deep kiss.
But at that moment, Zhuo Jian didn't dare to move for a long time.
A pair of hands quietly grasped the sheets beneath him.
His thin lips were cool and smelled of alcohol, and they covered hers quietly, motionless.
The midday sun shone straight in through the window, shining on their bodies, faces, eyelashes, and lips.
Time seems to be so delicate.
The whole room seemed so quiet that it seemed unreal.
Suddenly his mind flashed back to their first night.
It is also here.
After grandpa's birthday party, he borrowed wine...
Zhuo Jian, if we go back to that time...
No!
It's better not to go back.
He would rather just continue like this.
Although he didn't know what would happen tomorrow, he knew clearly that they would be together.
After a long time, she came back to her senses, raised her hand a little stiffly, and pinched the shirt fabric on his arm.
Only then did Fu Yanye come to his senses, and then slowly moved away.
There's a bit of it on her lips that could be his...
He raised his hand and wiped it gently.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and suppressed his breathing, "I don't agree."
"Well, I didn't control myself well."
He spoke softly, as if he knew his fault very well.