"It's not as busy as you." Zhou Qianyu said sarcastically, looking at the screen steadily, no longer talking, and expressionless.
Scar also stood behind Zhou Qianyu with expressionless face.
There were still songs playing on the screen, which was very noisy.
But she felt the silence in the private room as if it were death.
These two people are here, and they don’t speak or express themselves.
Could it be that they are here to destroy her cooperation with Zhang Hua?
But it doesn't look like it, doesn't speak or attack, and doesn't act.
Fu Yue couldn't see the purpose of Zhou Qianyu coming here.
What he wants to do, hold it like this.
Time passed by minute by minute, and ten minutes passed.
Zhang Hua also felt particularly embarrassed. He smiled and said to Fu Yue, "Mr. Fu, thank you for your hospitality. There is still some work in my company. I will go and deal with it. I will leave first."
"Okay, next time I'll treat you to dinner when I get better." Fu Yue waved to Zhang Hua.
As soon as Zhang Hua left, a piece of music was finished, and the desolate silence in the private room was like that.
Fu Yue couldn't stand it anymore and said to Zhou Qianyu: "Mr. Zhou, I feel dizzy now and want to go back and rest first. This is my place. All your consumption here is mine, right?"
After Fu Yue finished speaking, before he could stand up, he saw Zhou Qianyu standing up in front of her, gathering his clothes and walking outside.
Fu Yue: "..."
This big Buddha has left, so does she still need to leave?
Scar walked to Fu Yue, "You and us will go back in the same car."
"I have a car, so it's convenient for me to drive my own car. After all, I have to go to work tomorrow. Will you give me it when I go to work tomorrow?" Fu Yue asked.
"You can fight." Scar said without any change in expression; "I advise you to go back with us. You have made Mr. Zhou very unhappy today."
Fu Yue sneered, "That's because he has a bad temper. I haven't woken up for a few hours today, and I haven't been with him for several hours. OK?"
"Please go with me, don't wait for me to move." Scar said without blinking.
Fu Yue knew that Scar did what he said.
Mr. Fu didn't want to be carried away so shamelessly, but he was still on her territory.
"Let's go, I'm going back. I'm going to be the driver. I'll save myself driving." Fu Yue stood up, carried his bag, and walked in front of Scar.
She saw Zhou Qianyu's car, turned on the passenger seat, and saw someone sitting on it, and was stunned for a moment.
She doesn't want to drive, she is Zhou Qianyu's driver.
She opened the rear door and sat up.
Zhou Qianyu looked ahead expressionlessly, his side face was as cold as a steep wall.
Fu Yue didn't want to make things boring, and didn't say anything, half-sagging on the chair, playing with the strap of his bag.
Along the way, Zhou Qianyu still didn't say anything, but his face was always ugly.
Until she went back to her room, Zhou Qianyu still didn't say a word to her.
Fu Yue lay on the bed, and the more he thought about it, the less he understood it.
Zhou Qianyu appeared silently and left quietly, doing nothing, and did not make any behavior or actions torture her. Is it just putting her psychological pressure?
Do you think she was frightened by Fu Yue?
Fu Yue went out and went to Zhou Qianyu's door. He wanted to knock on the door, but he felt that if she knocked on the door, Zhou Qianyu would not give her a good look. He would be polite to Zhou Qianyu.
She pushed open the door and swaggered in. There was no one inside, but the light was on.
Is it a study?
She was about to go out when she heard the sound of the bathroom opening, and subconsciously rolled under the bed.
First, she came out of the bathroom. Maybe she didn't wear much clothes. She didn't want to look at Zhou Qianyu's body, for fear of having needles.
Secondly, she appeared in his room like this. If he watched her come in, it would be fine and would not think too much. When he came out and saw her, he would think she would steal things, search for information, or something.
She was too lazy to explain, because she couldn't explain, so she just hid.
She felt the bed sinking
Zhou Qianyu should have been lying on the bed and the lights are turned off.
It should be fine if she slandered this time.
She crawled towards the door, and just as she crawled out of the bed, she was suddenly caught by Zhou Qianyu.
His strength was very strong, almost amazing to her.
While she felt like she was thrown on the bed, a cold metallic thing pressed against her neck.
"Say, who sent you here?" Zhou Qianyu asked with murderous intent.
Fu Yue's heart tightened, "It's me, I sent me to come by myself."
Zhou Qianyu heard Fu Yue’s voice and turned on the light.
Fu Yue also saw that what was pressing against his neck was a sharp dagger.
She stepped into the gates of hell.
Zhou Qianyu threw the knife on the bedside table, frowned, and asked, "What are you doing in my room?"
Fu Yue discovered that although he was fierce, his murderous aura seemed to have disappeared.
Zhou Qianyu is so good at it, not ordinary people.
She slowly sat up from the bed, "If I said, I just wanted to come and peek at you for a bath, would you believe it?"
"Are you disgusted?" Zhou Qianyu was angry.
It seems that he believed it.
Fu Yue looked at Zhou Qianyu.
He didn't wear a top, so he just wore it...well... the key is, some shapes...
Fu Yue raised his eyebrows and stared at him somewhere without focusing.
Zhou Qianyu realized where she was looking, held her chin and lifted it up, "Fu Yue, believe it or not, I can blind you before you go to prison."
Trust it.
"I didn't see anything." Fu Yue said, feeling that his words were ambiguous, and explained, "I mean, aren't you wearing it? I don't have a perspective eye. If I see through the eyes, it will be
You don't have to travel thousands of miles to your room, right?"
"You really came here to peek at me for a bath?" Zhou Qianyu was incredible, and the strength of holding her cheeks increased a little.
Fu Yue felt it hurt and knocked on his hand.
Zhou Qianyu did not let go.
Fu Yue couldn't close her mouth and her saliva flowed down.
Zhou Qianyu noticed the dampness in the palm of his hand, "Fu Yue, you are so disgusting."
He let go of Fu Yue's face and wiped the palm of his hand with a tissue in disgust.
"If you pinch your face like this, your saliva will definitely flow out. This is a normal reaction. If you pinch me, you will say that I am disgusting. If you have the ability, you will let me pinch it too. You will drool in my palm." Fu Yue
As he said that, he raised his smile, his eyes curled.
She disgusted Zhou Qianyu with saliva, excellent, excellent.
Zhou Qianyu saw Fu Yue's smug smile, and the nameless fire in his heart started to burn violently.
He rushed over.
Fu Yue fell down by his force.
He pinched her face again and kissed her lips.
Fu Yue widened his eyes.
This guy won't spit at her directly.
Damn it.
She kicked at him.
He seemed to have known it for a long time, pressed her legs and used his weight to prevent her from moving.
Fu Yue found the problem.
They were too close to each other, and she clearly felt some of his changes, gradually showing off in her heavy breathing.