Because the boss behind him had obviously been depressed all day and couldn't stand it any longer.
Fu Yanye kissed her, the deeper the kiss became, the more passionate she became.
His voice was low and hoarse, and when he paused for a moment, he murmured, "You didn't abandon me last night."
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Did she not want to lose it?
He was wrapped so tightly and wouldn't let anyone touch him.
But those people really listened to him.
Zhuo Jian's breathing was very short, and his voice was lower and hoarse than his, "Are you sober?"
"I'm so drunk that I can't wake up."
He murmured, then kissed her again.
The back of Zhuo Jian's head was pressed against the seat, and she didn't know what his posture was, but she didn't need to raise her head or move.
Later, he pressed against the side of her neck and murmured: "It hurts a little."
Zhuo Jian didn't speak, just looked at him.
He suddenly looked at the back of Wang Rui's head impatiently: "Hurry up."
"yes."
Wang Rui thought to himself, how about I pull over and have a cigarette?
Fu Yanye was still close to her, murmuring: "Why were you so good last night?"
"What's wrong with me?"
Zhuo Jian asked softly.
"Aren't you angry with me? Why don't you leave me?"
"Next time you get drunk again, I will find someone to record it for you, so that you can take a good look at your own drunken virtues after you sober up."
"Um?"
Fu Yanye raised his eyes and looked up from below. She was still very beautiful.
He smiled as if spring had arrived.
Then he touched the back of her ear with one hand and whispered: "Be sure to record it next time, also on the bed."
"On the bed?"
Zhuo Jian was confused and thought of Su Bai's words.
"Well, on the bed."
Fu Yanye thought about how messy his bed was when he woke up in the morning, and knew that he must have been crazy last night, but his memory was a little short, and he didn't like that he couldn't remember everything.
Zhuo Jian thought of Su Bai's words and that he still didn't know who he slept with last night, so she suddenly spoke and asked him in a soft and soft voice, "Baby, do you really know who was in your bed last night?"
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"Um?"
Fu Yanye raised his eyes to meet hers.
"Fool, you think I'm going to kick you, why would you go to bed with you?"
"..."
Fu Yanye's face gradually turned ugly.
Wang Rui, who was driving in front, was also sitting upright.
It really scared him to death.
What is this about?
"Not you or who? The bracelet isn't yours?"
Fu Yanye questioned.
"The bracelet is mine. I just gave it to you when I sent you home last night. I don't want this bracelet anymore."
"..."
Fu Yanye's face turned even more ugly and he even stopped talking.
"Actually, I made a phone call last night."
"Zhuo Jian."
"Then, I found a girl who liked you."
"Shut up."
"And oh, actually I don't know very well, I slept in the guest room."
"..."
Fu Yanye looked at her, his face gradually turning pale.
Zhuo Jian looked at him harmlessly with a pair of big eyes, as if to say, that's what I said.
"parking."
Fu Yanye didn't want to look at her anymore and shouted before he couldn't suppress his temper.
So at almost eleven o'clock at night, their car stopped on the side of the road.