Fu Yanye entered her apartment and put the car keys on the shoe cabinet next to her. He took two steps in and suddenly stopped. He turned to look at the slippers on her feet and asked, "Would you like to change into slippers?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him dullly, lowering her eyes despite her accelerated heartbeat, "No need!"
She doesn't even have men's slippers here.
Fu Yanye walked inside again and sat down on the sofa: "Su Bai asked someone to send the clothes to me. You can pick them up another day!"
"..."
Is he here just to talk about this?
Zhuo Jian did not move forward, but silently folded the towel and put it aside. When he turned to look at her again, her heart tightened, and she reflexively put her hands behind her back and stood upright.
"What are you doing standing there? Come here!"
"No! You can just say something if you have something to say, I can hear you!"
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes defensively and spoke clearly.
Fu Yanye looked at her for a long time, then quickly tapped the back of the sofa with his slender fingers. He suddenly stopped and asked, "Want me to help you come here?"
Zhuo Jian raised her eyes to look at him.
Naturally, it was better to walk over by myself, as I didn't want to have physical contact with him.
So soon Fu Yanye saw her standing on the side, like an ignorant little girl.
"You look like a child who needs to be taken care of."
"..."
Zhuo Jian lowered her head after listening to his words.
"At least you can get me a cup of tea."
Fu Yanye reminded her.
Zhuo Jian turned around and went to the kitchen.
In fact, she didn't think it was suitable to drink tea in the middle of the night, but it was better than going to him immediately, so she patiently boiled water and made tea.
"Isn't there even hot water at home?"
He suddenly stood behind her, pressing his knee against her thigh.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously leaned forward and pressed the edge of the glass platform with both hands.
Fu Yanye bent down slightly, leaning his face against her ear. He glanced at her and then looked at where she was staring: "Is that cup just for me?"
Zhuo Jian subconsciously turned to look at him. Does he still want exclusive use here?
But as soon as she turned her head, he turned to look at her.
She couldn't see his eyes clearly, so she subconsciously hid behind her, but the slippers tried to move her down, but fortunately the person in front of her caught her.
Zhuo Jian opened her eyes and saw his sharp outlines and perfect facial features.
Her breathing was about to stop. She looked at him disappointedly and silently lowered her eyes when he helped her up.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes and reminded: "I'm not a ghost!"
The kettle rang, Zhuo Jian turned around to turn off the natural gas, and then made him tea.
Fu Yanye stood aside and watched, and when she was taking the cup, she took another one: "This one is for me only!"
Zhuo Jian watched as his cup was taken away. After a while, he just silently squeezed the tea leaves inside.
"It is said that tea has a disinfecting effect. Just leave it like this for now. Don't you know that drinking tea at night will affect your sleep?"
Fu Yanye put the tea cup back again.
Zhuo Jian thought to himself, why did you say drink it if you already knew it? I brewed it for you and you said you wouldn’t drink it.
Was he just torturing her on purpose?
Zhuo Jian endured it, and then slowly took two steps back, farther away from his tall and straight body.
Finally no longer smelling the cold smell on his body, she took a breath, looked at the door and asked him: "Are you okay?"
"You expect me to leave so much? I haven't settled the matter with you yet for Ruxiang."
He strolled up to her and stood there with his legs fixed. She looked flustered.
"How to calculate?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him and thought, "I almost strangled me to death."
"What did she tell you?"
Fu Yanye suddenly asked her patiently.
"It's nothing, but she is very distressed because we haven't been able to divorce yet. Do you love her?"
Zhuo Jian suddenly looked at him inquiringly and asked.
