For example, this night, when Feng Ying came back from outside in the dead of night, he saw two bodyguards standing at the door of Jian Qian's room.
Fu Yanye was in a good mood. He rarely slept on Zhuo Jian's bed. He even hummed a song and asked Zhuo Jian, "What song is this?"
Zhuo Jian just wiped her hands and came out of the bathroom. She didn't listen carefully and said, "Hum again."
Fu Yanye snorted twice more.
Zhuo Jian felt like his soul was about to fall out.
He hums a song very nicely.
but......
What song is it?
"do it again."
Fu Yanye put one hand behind his ear and hummed again, staring directly at Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian stood by the bed and listened carefully.
So familiar.
"princess?"
"Um?"
"No, how can you say I don't love you?"
"..."
Fu Yanye didn't speak, but continued to look at her.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"I know."
He turned over and lay down, looking at the roof.
Zhuo Jian frowned. Did he just do that on purpose?
"Go back to your room quickly."
Zhuo Jian chased him away.
Fu Yanye glanced at her and expressed disapproval, "It's not good to be seen."
"What time is it? Everyone has gone back to their rooms."
she reminded.
Fu Yanye lay there lazily and said softly: "I don't want to move."
Zhuo Jian: "..."
He turned to look at her and said, "That's it for tonight, the Chu-He-Han world, I can't guarantee it."
What he said was true, and it was true that the bed did not look crowded with people lying on one side.
Zhuo Jian stared at him and reminded, "No, you must..."
"Why is the dog barking?"
Zhuo Jian walked to the window in confusion.
Her myopia and astigmatism were getting worse and worse, and she couldn't even see clearly where the dog was kept. She couldn't help but mutter: "Come over and have a look, has anyone passed by?"
"where?"
His magnetic voice rang in her ears.
At the same time, her slim waist was slowly clasped, and she was hugged from behind.
Fu Yanye hugged her and looked out the window. In fact, he couldn't see clearly, but he could still say with certainty, "Su Bai and Zhang Mingliang."
"Huh? Can you see it from this far away?"
Zhuo Jian raised his head to look at him.
Fu Yanye smiled and said, "Yesterday you told me that you wanted to see the dog."
"That's it."
Zhuo Jian also looked out the window, remembering that Zhang Mingli and Su Bai almost died here, and murmured: "Actually, I really admire Sister Mingli."
"Um?"
"brave."
"Well, you are a coward."
"..."
He kissed the edge of her ear and rubbed it gently.
Zhuo Jian immediately wanted to hide, but was trapped tightly by him.
His dark eyes caught the corners of her eyes and he quickly took a step forward.
Zhuo Jian felt that his body was out of control, and he pressed his whole body against the glass. He was so frightened that he called him in a low voice: "Fu Yanye."
"Shh!"
He kissed her neck softly and slowly, then helped her turn around so that she faced him.
The two of them intertwined their fingers, and he lowered his voice and said, "If you don't let me, I will die soon."