"It's okay, it's so late and I can't leave even if I want to, so I'll just stay here for the night."
Fu Yanye opened his eyes and looked at the angry man in the glass curtain who was still holding back.
He is full of anger now and just wants to...
But in the end I endured it.
Hearing his reluctance, Zhuo Jian gave him a kind reminder and said, "How about I book a hotel for you? If a person like you stays in a hotel, they will send a car to pick him up."
"..."
Fu Yanye frowned, lowered his eyes and looked somewhere worried.
Is this woman stupid, or did she knowingly drive him away even though she knew he was here to find her?
Is it fine for her to be alone in this deserted apartment?
He didn't believe that she could celebrate the New Year happily alone.
Fu Yanye said irritably: "Don't other people need to celebrate the New Year? Now that Western countries also celebrate this festival, can't you be kind and let the driver have a night's rest?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian couldn't refute for a moment, but couldn't help but murmur that this is how some people work. Wouldn't it be nice to get a generous salary during this period?
Fu Yanye knew from her expression that she didn't agree with his point of view. He looked inside again angrily and asked her: "You don't want to eat dinner?"
"There are also instant noodles, do you want to eat them?"
I have been busy looking for a house for the past two days and cleaning it today, so I didn't have time to buy anything else.
Fu Yanye frowned again: "So if I don't come, you won't eat tonight? Are you going to stay in a daze and watch the New Year's Eve?"
"No, I originally wanted to finish cleaning."
Zhuo Jian reflexively expressed his previous thoughts.
But as soon as he said it, he received a killing look.
At this time, the two of them were still sitting on the sofa, and Fu Yanye leaned slightly towards her.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously leaned back and looked directly at him: "What are you doing?"
"I want to pry open your brain and see what's in it. Are you going to clean it during the Chinese New Year?"
Fu Yanye looked at her angrily and asked.
"What does it matter? I'm alone anyway!"
You can't find anything more fulfilling than this, right?
Zhuo Jian thought to himself.
Fu Yanye's heart tightened, and even though his vision was blurry, he couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the back of her head, and quickly held her in his arms when she wanted to escape from his hands.
Zhuo Jian didn't want to, so when she fell into his arms, she subconsciously put her hands on his chest.
But he couldn't restrain himself anymore, and held her firmly in his arms: "If you try harder, I'll kill you now."
Zhuo Jian rested her head against his chest, her forehead feeling his hot body temperature.
At that moment she suddenly didn't dare to move anymore.
He can't do it to her every time he sees her, right?
Zhuo Jian thought, just be good this time and don't mess with him.
Fu Yanye smelled the fragrance on her hair, gently pressed the hair beside her ear with his side face, and murmured: "Why do you always hide further every time I want to get closer?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian's hand felt that the temperature on his body was getting hotter and hotter, so she lowered it from his body to one side, and just looked at him dejectedly: "You know what I think."
Fu Yanye couldn't help but lower his eyes to look at her. Her idea was to divorce him.
"We are all like this, we can't get divorced."
Fu Yanye said in a deep voice, showing helplessness and restraint.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at him, "What kind?"
"With skin-to-skin contact, this is the reality of husband and wife."