"I'll go get the gift. Of course, if you are happy and you can tell me more about Feng Ying, then I will be even more grateful and be kind to Young Master Ye."
"..."
Fu Yanye didn't speak, and he didn't even touch her anymore. He put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head and started to look at the carpet.
Zhuo Jian realized that he was running out of patience and quickly retreated.
After all, after making him happy, there is no chance of knowing more about Mr. Feng.
She still has some confidence in herself.
Fu Yanye watched her go upstairs with a bag. He didn't know what she was doing, so he walked to the sofa and sat down casually, then glanced to the side again.
What about his gift?
Could it be that he bought another small thing worth two yuan a piece for him?
snort!
Damn woman, you dare to try that.
I guarantee she won’t be able to get out of bed tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow.
The lights in the room suddenly dimmed, and Fu Yanye looked inside subconsciously.
"Young Master Ye, can you close your eyes first?"
"..."
Her voice was small and weak.
Fu Yanye was originally worried about a sudden power outage, but after hearing her voice, for some reason, she suddenly felt something else.
Ah.
Is this woman really planning a surprise for him?
Isn’t it the kind of thing you would do when you were a kid and climb up the second floor window to give him mooncakes?
But let him close his eyes?
He just stared at where she came from with a pair of phoenix eyes half-lidded.
Because only a very dim light was turned on, everything around seemed to be easily heard, and even more...
The feeling of being really surprised makes people who are fearless in the business world suddenly feel so nervous that they feel tight inside.
His wife finally prepared a surprise for him.
It's a real surprise.
Zhuo Jian was short-sighted, so she didn't know if he was cooperating with her. When she got closer, she found that his eyes were open. Her face suddenly became hot with embarrassment, and then she turned around and ran away.
"stop."
In the dark sofa, a man suddenly commanded in a deep voice.
Zhuo Jian just turned around, then turned around again and looked at him: "Didn't I tell you to close your eyes?"
She originally planned to sit on him and let him open his eyes.
But he looked arrogant.
She didn't dare to show off anymore.
"Whatever you want to do, continue."
He slowly removed the hand touching his lips and leaned back.
Only a pair of sharp eyes were still staring at her.
Close your eyes?
What else is he looking at when he closes his eyes?
Fu Yanye was cold and arrogant and did not allow her to resist his order.
Zhuo Jian thought for a while, they were already an old couple anyway, and they were wearing clothes, so she simply walked towards him with her two thin legs bare, and when she got in front of him, she pinched his chin like he usually did.
, took one look at him and immediately sat on him, muttering: "Not cooperative at all."
Her voice was soft and soft, and as soon as the words came out, Fu Yanye took a breath of cold air.
He really couldn't bear it when she was like this.
If she had said this earlier, wouldn't it be Feng Ying's fault?
He could tell her everything.
However, his hands dropped naturally, staring at her shyly but pretending not to be shy.
Zhuo Jian didn't dare to raise her eyes to look at him anymore, but she moved her small hands back and forth on his shirt.
She was unbuttoning him.
Fu Yanye told herself that she must hold back.
Finally, her conscience found a surprise.
How did she get her brain figured out?
In fact, according to the way she was when she was a child, she was indeed the kind of person who would prepare surprises for men, but then she changed and he thought she would never go back.
"You can't close your eyes, you're about to poke a hole in my body."
Zhuo Jian murmured softly, and after unbuttoning three buttons for him, she saw that his chest was very hot when her little finger accidentally touched his skin.