Juyu stared at him for a long time, becoming increasingly cold and cold, "If you say no, you can't."
"You no longer love me, so naturally you don't know why you can't sleep alone."
"..."
Zhuo Jian didn't know why he had to say this. It seemed that he was not feeling well when he said it.
And she...
My heart felt like needles pricking me.
"gone."
He stood up and put his hands in his pockets.
Zhuo Jian kept staring at him to see when he would leave.
He said to leave, but he stood there without moving.
"Good night."
"Good night."
"Kissyougoodbye."
"..."
His lips were suddenly attacked, and his mind suddenly went blank.
Her long eyelashes trembled for a moment, and then she became short of breath.
Then he left naturally.
Zhuo Jian could still feel her heart beating violently when she heard the door knock.
What kissyougoodbye?
Who allowed it?
She is a party involved.
She thought of the kiss just now, her heart felt numb, and she quickly pursed her lips.
Then he lay on the bed, gently stroking his heart with his soft fingers to stop it from beating wildly.
But she didn't listen to her words. She turned around and saw her daughter. She calmed down quickly this time.
Zhuo Jian, do you still think you are a child in your teens or twenties? Such things as being involuntarily tempted are no longer suitable for you. Take care of this useless thing of yours, eh?
Zhuo Jian didn't know until the next day that the two of them were photographed and posted on Weibo yesterday. Those two people were hugging each other in such an ambiguous posture. Are they really them? It seems that they are as loving as some people commented.
It was this Weibo that suddenly made her realize that Fu Yanye seemed...
Zhuo Jian carried Cheng Tian downstairs, and three little guys ran past her.
"Good morning, Mommy."
"Well, morning, run slowly."
Before she could say the word An, she was about to be frightened to death by her sons who ran forward recklessly, so she quickly reminded her.
But they really ran to the restaurant in no time.
"Good morning, Dad."
As the three little guys said this, they all climbed into their seats. The seats in Chengqingchengli can still be raised, and they will rise and fall by themselves after sitting on them.
Fu Yanye was helping everyone pour milk. Zhuo Jian walked in with her daughter in her arms and looked at him and forgot to walk.
Fu Yanye put down a glass of milk and looked at her: "What are you doing standing there?"
Zhuo Jian then carried her daughter in, but couldn't help but asked: "What time did you get here?"
"Half an hour ago."
"..."
Zhuo Jian saw the food he prepared and thought, how much can he prepare in half an hour?
On the way to Taili after breakfast, she stopped the car and approached a cake shop that had just opened.
"Welcome, how can I help you?"
"Um......"
Zhuo Jian left quickly after paying the money.
Wang Rui drove alone and followed her, and was a little surprised when he saw her come out empty-handed. However, at about ten o'clock in the morning, a staff member wearing the uniform of the cake shop went to the TV station and dropped off a tiramisu at the door.
Wang Rui wore the TV station's work badge and walked over: "Is this the cake hosted by Zhuo?"
"yes."
The staff knew him.
Wang Rui carried the box to give it to her, but he didn't actually know it was tiramisu. After entering, Zhuo Jian opened it in front of him. Only then did he realize that his wife was very fond of desserts recently.
In the afternoon, everyone recorded the show together, and she even treated the whole group to desserts and milk tea.
For three consecutive days, deliveries were made once in the morning and afternoon every day, and the staff had more and more things in their hands, and there were also more and more staff.
