"If you don't like it and get upset after seeing it, then I'll throw it away."
Fu Yanye said as if he was going to go find the trash can and throw it away.
From the corner of her eye, Zhuo Jian saw him turn around to find the trash can and immediately became anxious. She shouted out without even having time to think: "Don't throw it away, I want it."
Fu Yanye stopped, looked at her with his deep eyes and asked softly: "Do you really want it? Don't you dislike it?"
"You, give me the flowers, and then go find some vases to grow them."
Zhuo Jian frowned and ordered him fiercely without caring about the shame.
Fu Yanye felt even softer after hearing this. After approaching, he brought the flowers to her with both hands: "Here."
That sound of giving was particularly doting.
Zhuo Jian didn't dare to look at him, took the flowers and urged: "Go find the vase quickly."
Fu Yanye asked Yuan Man to find the vases, and then he put the flowers into four vases himself, put a bottle next to her bed, and asked her: "Are you satisfied, madam?"
"Since you ordered flowers a few days ago, where are the gifts?"
Zhuo Jian glanced at the vase of flowers and deliberately made things difficult for him.
"Gift?"
"Yes, since you remembered my birthday a few days ago, did you prepare the flowers but no gift? Then I have to wonder whether you ordered the flowers from abroad two days ago or called me when you just went out.
I bought it from the flower shop next to the hospital."
Zhuo Jian thought to himself, wouldn’t he be unlucky to me?
Fu Yanye stared at her for a long time without saying anything.
Zhuo Jian couldn't understand what emotions were hidden in his dark eyes, which were unpredictable.
In fact, she was very sad when she woke up this morning without him being around.
No wonder others say women are very contradictory.
Just like this, she told herself that there was nothing to care about, but at the same time, she thought, how nice would it be if he could celebrate his birthday with her?
Zhuo Jian looked at him, gradually becoming disappointed and lost.
Growing up, the day she looked forward to most was not collecting New Year's money during festivals, but his birthday.
She had just finished giving him this year's birthday gifts and now she was thinking about what to give him next year.
One year she was so angry that she didn't give it to him, thinking that he didn't care about the gift she sent him, just like those bad guys said.
That time...
He blocked the door and asked her coolly: "Where is my birthday gift? Don't pretend to have forgotten it. If you are not ready, go buy it quickly."
About a century later, Fu Yanye walked up to her.
Zhuo Jian's heartbeat quickened and she said awkwardly, "Forget it if you're not prepared."
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, suddenly smiled and said: "I can't say that I'm not prepared, I'm afraid you don't dare to accept it."
Don’t dare to accept it?
Zhuo Jian looked at him again with big curious eyes.
What is it that she dare not accept?
Zhuo Jian thought to herself that he had bought a golden mountain for her?
After all, he gave her an island after they got married.
Fu Yanye's tight waist bent down, his dark eyes became more and more unpredictable, and then a word came out of his thin lips: "Me."
"..."
Zhuo Jian's face suddenly turned red, and then his ears began to itch.
What the hell?
Fu Yanye pinched her chin so that she could not turn her face away from his eyes, and murmured: "Let you use it indefinitely, anytime and anywhere."
Zhuo Jian scolded him for being shameless with her eyes.
Fu Yanye was in a good mood, and gently touched her lips with his thumb, then approached her again.
Zhuo Jian reflexively wanted to move away, but his other hand quickly grabbed the back of her neck to prevent her from moving.
She closed her eyes tightly and felt two thin lips pressing against her soft lips.
Fu Yanye closed his eyes and kissed her without moving, not wanting to leave.
Just the taste of such a light touch made him enjoy it.
There was a knock on the door, and Fu Yanye reluctantly let go of her. As soon as he opened his black eyes, he quickly caught the blush on her face and murmured: "You have a fever."