But soon, the hand moved from her wrist to her hand.
Yeah, fingers intertwined.
Zhuo Jian felt warm in her heart as she looked at the entangled hands of the two people.
She thought about who he wanted to buy gifts for and even went to the mall.
To be honest, if he gives a gift to someone, his secretary or the like will usually prepare it for him.
"Are you going to give gifts to your grandparents?"
Zhuo Jian asked him.
"I don't want to send it away."
"Um?"
"Do you need me to remind you more clearly?"
He suddenly stopped and looked at her.
Zhuo Jian's mind suddenly jumped.
Then soon, he came to her, continued to hold her hand tightly, and looked at her with his dark eyes, "Forgot that I won't take your big gift?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian finally knew why she felt a little uncomfortable.
It turned out that he came to let her choose a gift for him.
"Remember?"
Fu Yanye came closer.
Zhuo Jian tilted his head back slightly, feeling a little bit frightened, "But, you have already used the finger scissors."
Once you have used it, you have accepted it.
"It's for home use, why can't I use it?"
As a member of the family, he has the right to enjoy everything in the house.
"You live next door to us."
Zhuo Jian reminded again.
Fu Yanye moved forward a little further, and his hands naturally moved up from her waist, supporting her thin back, "You went a little too far today."
"..."
After Zhuo Jian was warned softly, she knew that she had really gone too far and shut up quickly.
When Fu Yanye saw her restraining herself, he restrained herself too, but such an intimate gesture for a moment made him reluctant to move.
The clerks at the counters on both sides stood watching, all looking a little hot, and there was even a little girl secretly taking pictures with her mobile phone.
What kind of fairy couple are these?
With this figure and image, are you sure you are not a celebrity?
This public ambiguity...
People on Weibo are always good at discovering things, and soon the rings on their hands were discovered.
The next step is to confirm the identity of the two people.
However, the two of them did not look at their phones. Fu Yanye took her hand and went directly into the men's clothing counter.
Fu Yanye stood on one side and reminded: "Choose."
Zhuo Jian: "What to choose?"
"Choose a gift."
"..."
Zhuo Jian searched around, including his suit, shirt, belt, and tie, and then turned to look at the person who had been standing there motionless.
She had to go back: "What do you want?"
It's just a gift, she can afford it.
Originally, she didn't want to bother to choose for him, lest he think that she couldn't forget her old love for him.
But now, there is nothing to worry about, after all, they have brought her here in person.
She was forced to do it, and she didn't have any nostalgia.
Fu Yanye stared at her. He wanted what he had right now, but it was a pity that she wouldn't give it to him.
Fu Yanye knew what she was thinking at the moment, so he sighed helplessly and took her hand to where the tie and belt were.
"How about giving me a belt every year from now on?"
He suggested suddenly.
Zhuo Jian looked at those belts. In fact, she instinctively wanted to look at his, but then she was inexplicably afraid to look at him and just stared at those belts.
The clerk was watching without interrupting, just watching what happened.
From their dress to their figure, from their manners to their conversation, the store staff knew they didn't need to be disturbed.
"No, I will weigh fifty kilograms in a few days."
Zhuo Jian touched a black belt, pretending to be casual, and started talking.
But Fu Yanye still looked at her with heavy eyes, "Will you ignore me from now on?"