Zhuo Jian opened the seat belt, and before letting go, the car suddenly started again.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously grabbed the seat belt and pressed it back. He drove very fast and immediately arrived at the gate of Shengyuan.
"I'm going back to my home, please stop."
Zhuo Jian was nervous.
But he didn't listen to her and moved forward very quickly after entering the community.
It is estimated that someone upstairs could hear the sound of the sports car he was driving at this time and thought he was mentally ill.
Fu Yanye didn't stop until he reached the parking lot, but still held the steering wheel tightly.
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, her face turned pale because of the super high driving skills he had just achieved, and she asked: "Fu Yanye, what are you doing?"
She just realized that something was wrong with him today, and it actually started when he showed up at her house in the morning with Chengcheng in his arms.
He probably had a plan in advance.
Fu Yanye turned his eyes and stared at her with his deep black eyes: "Follow me home."
It was true that Zhuo Jian was frightened by his aura, but he did not lose his mind and immediately refused: "I won't go."
Fu Yanye ignored her and immediately opened the door and got out of the car.
Zhuo Jian saw him walking around the front of the car and quickly came to her side.
The cold breath from his body hit his face, and then his vision went dark. He opened her seat belt, and then directly carried her out of the car.
"Fu Yanye..."
Fu Yanye?
All he could think about was how sweet she was when she called him husband softly and was a good husband.
He carried her on his shoulders and walked quickly to the building with his long legs.
The receptionist only dared to say hello: "Hello, Mr. Fu, hello Mrs. Fu."
Zhuo Jian was fluttering outside, but when there were many people, he immediately behaved like a dead body and fell on him.
Then in the elevator, she was put down and she pushed him hard: "You are crazy."
Fu Yanye pinched her chin in a second and asked her to raise her head, looking straight at her with deep black eyes, full of dissatisfaction.
"Don't kiss me."
She couldn't speak these three words clearly because her chin was pinched.
But as soon as she finished speaking, Fu Yanye kissed her hard as if he was deliberately trying to resist her.
It turns out that kissing can be so painful.
He felt what it meant to be heartbreaking, and then the kiss became more and more passionate.
They tortured and kissed each other in this elevator more than once.
But this time, he actually felt that his body and mind were shaken.
It seemed that if this continued, he might die.
He was giving first aid to himself.
As soon as the elevator opened, he lifted her up from the ground. No matter how hard she tried to tear her apart, he just carried her out.
"Fu Yanye."
"Unless you want me to steal you here."
Fu Yanye threatened.
Zhuo Jian's legs naturally clamped around his strong waist, and suddenly she didn't dare to move anymore.
It had been a long time since she had returned to Shengyuan. She would slow down every day when she walked to the gate of the community after get off work. Her heart was always tense at that moment, but she never dared to think too much.
She thought they were over. They could no longer long for each other's bodies and the warmth of each other's bodies, so how could they long for this home.