"You didn't even talk to me like this on WeChat, why should he?"
The soreness was so unbearable that he rushed over, held her face and asked through gritted teeth.
"You smoke..."
What wind?
Suddenly his mouth hurt a little. He didn't want to hear her hurtful words, he just wanted to punish her, including her hand that was holding the phone.
Zhuo Jian felt that her hands hurt more than her mouth.
He squeezed her hand, put it directly into his coat, and stroked his hot chest through the thin fabric of his shirt.
Zhuo Jian's face instantly became hot. He tried to pull his hand away but was held tightly by him, and then his kiss became deeper and deeper.
Wang Rui is still in the car.
Zhuo Jian resisted for half a minute and then stopped.
What the hell.
What she was thinking was, forget it, Brother Rui has seen too much anyway.
But after she didn't resist or respond, he gradually calmed down and just panted and pressed her forehead.
Zhuo Jian turned his face slightly dissatisfied.
The person who had just calmed down felt her rejection and suddenly raised her beautiful chin in dissatisfaction, then lowered his head and sucked on her neck.
"snort."
Zhuo Jian made a muffled sound in pain.
Then he grabbed the fabric of his coat tightly with both hands and endured the excruciating pain until he stopped of his own accord.
It was a long way to the old house, so far that she was so tired that she was pressed on the sofa and her back felt uncomfortable.
Zhuo Jian didn't comment on his little actions in the carriage.
However, I waited for the car to finally arrive at the old house and slowly stop behind the door.
"Boss, madam, here we are."
Wang Rui didn't dare to look back.
Fu Yanye lay on top of her and sighed, looking at her red face, and unconsciously moved forward to bite her, then got up and got out of the car.
Well, when Boss Fu got out of the car, he looked well-dressed and ready to go.
Zhuo Jian lay in the car for a long time and couldn't get up. She felt that when she was a child, she should have listened to her mother and learned Taekwondo or something. She should let her daughter learn it in the future, otherwise she would be bullied.
When she came out of the car with her bag on her back, her hair was messed up, the lipstick on her lips was almost gone, and her clothes were untidy. She felt completely different from him.
Fu Yanye stepped forward, "Can you still walk?"
After just a few words, she suddenly became so angry that she glared at him, turned around and strode towards the door.
Fu Yanye felt that what she did just now was extremely delicate.
But seeing the redness on her chin, he couldn't help but touch his lips, then turned to look at Wang Rui, waved to indicate that he could go home, and followed Zhuo Jian into the house.
There was no moon at night in City A, but there were people around her.
Fu Yanye quickly caught up with her and suddenly grabbed her wrist when they reached the living room.
"Mr. Fu, do you have any advice?"
"No advice, just asking Mrs. Fu for a favor."
"Oh? What are you busy with? Mrs. Fu will definitely help."
Zhuo Jian took a breath and replied with a fake smile.
Fu Yanye could see that she was angry, but he still pulled her to the floor-to-ceiling window.
Zhuo Jian stood in front of the window and watched as he suddenly took out his mobile phone from his pants pocket and opened it...
Photography function?
"Look at your phone."
Fu Yanye put his arm around her shoulders and reminded her.
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and glanced at the screen.
Isn't it just taking pictures?
Are there few photos of the two of them?
There is no shortage of this one for him.
But......
When she thought she was simply taking pictures with her arms around her shoulders, she was looking at the screen of her mobile phone and concentrating on trying to make herself look unhappy but not too ugly, when her face suddenly became heavy.