I don't deserve your love

She suddenly remembered the moment she jumped out of the bathtub on the first night of her return to China.

Fu Yanye turned sideways, groaned uncontrollably, and his sexy Adam's apple moved.

Zhuo Jian looked back at him: "What's wrong? Is your throat uncomfortable?"

"No! You cook breakfast!"

Fu Yanye turned sideways not to look at her.

"it is good!"

Zhuo Jian agreed and went to work.

The porridge will be boiled for a while, she finished everything, turned around and saw that he was still beside her, staring at her thoughtfully, Zhuo Jian thought to herself, are you worried that I will poison you?But rationality made her talk less, so she lowered her head and looked at her feet.

Fu Yanye also followed her gaze, only to realize that she was wearing high heels at his house.

But he found that he didn't hate it, but felt that her shoes seemed to have been worn for some time, so he couldn't help but glance at her: "You only have this pair of shoes?"

"It's more appropriate to wear black to work!"

Zhuo Jian explained.

"I'll bring my own slippers next time, and I'll wipe them for you when I leave next time."

Zhuo Jian thought for a while and said again.

"thank you!"

Fu Yanye said.

Zhuo Jian looked at him curiously, and heard him say: "Thank you for always remembering that I have a cleanliness."

"you are welcome!"

Zhuo Jian thought for a while and replied with four words.

Fu Yanye: "..."

After breakfast, Fu Yanye changed into his shirt and trousers. When he came down from the stairs, Zhuo Jian just finished cleaning up the kitchen and was about to leave.

"Together!"

Fu Yanye walked up to her with long legs and mentioned.

Zhuo Jian glanced at him: "No, it's still early, I can walk over."

Fu Yanye looked down at her high heels: "Are you sure?"

"I am very sure!"

Zhuo Jian answered him firmly.

Most of their TV stations are girls wearing high heels, but her pair is at most three centimeters, so it is no problem to walk to the TV station.

"Well! It seems there is no other way!"

Fu Yanye suddenly raised his eyebrows and said this.

Zhuo Jian thought he had given up, but he didn't let the elevator stop when it reached the first floor, but went directly to the ground floor.

"Breakfast is also made, you..."

"Ok?"

Fu Yanye turned his head and walked towards her suddenly.

Zhuo Jian immediately shut up, and hurriedly hid in a corner.

Fu Yanye came up to her, put his leather shoes against hers, and asked, "What did you want to say just now?"

"No! Nothing!"

Zhuo Jian replied in a flustered and short-spirited voice.

How come you forgot, some people can’t reason with you.

Zhuo Jian suddenly felt nostalgic.

In the past, he was always far away from her, keeping a sufficient distance from her.

At that time, she thought every day, when could she be in front of his eyes, in his arms, in his...

Life may be a strange circle, but when she turned to him, she no longer needed him.

Fu Yanye saw that she looked so cute with downcast eyes, and raised his hand to pinch her chin so that she looked up and looked at him. He didn't like not being able to see her eyes.

Zhuo Jian looked at him dully, wondering what he wanted to do.

"When you're with me from now on, don't lower your head."

"..."

This sentence is very president.

Zhuo Jian felt that his waist and abdomen were already touching her, so she could only silently nod: "Yeah!"

Fu Yanye was very happy with her reaction, but for a while, he wanted to get closer to her, make her blush more, and make her heart beat faster.

Zhuo Jian did exactly what he thought, when he pinched her chin, and when his two thin lips were about to press hers, her heart was beating like thunder, and her face was red like blood.

"Zhuo Jian?"

He suddenly called out softly.

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian's nervous voice was hoarse, worried that he would just kiss her on her lips.

Fu Yanye's black eyes under the long eyelashes smiled in satisfaction, looked at her red lips, and couldn't help pressing his fingers to feel for her.

Zhuo Jian swallowed even more, his breath collided with hers on this cold day, and he couldn't tell who was whose.

Finally, his lips gradually rubbed against hers, just so lightly.

tease!

Zhuo Jian only thought of this word.

Her heart seemed to be drawn out by his gentle rubbing.

"I'm going to the hospital and drop you off!"

His mellow voice told her.

Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes, raised her breath, and forced a sound from her throat: "Mmm!"

Fu Yanye finally smiled with satisfaction, and let go.

Zhuo Jian also heaved a sigh of relief, but she couldn't help but look up at him, seeing that his eyes were full of joy, and his eyes were like stars.

Zhuo Jian felt her heart throbbing uncontrollably!

Still for him!

She has known him since she was a child, and there has never been a boy who has touched her heart like him.

Zhuo Jian felt that she was really damn incompetent, she lowered her eyes silently.

Later, he sent her to the TV station, and she put on her seat belt and wanted to leave without saying a word.

Fu Yanye got out of the car and walked slowly to the co-pilot.

Zhuo Jian stepped on the ground and looked at him with his hands on both sides.

Fu Yanye gave her his hand, and his eyes signaled her to put her hand in his palm.

The autumn wind was bleak, Zhuo Jian reflexively put his hand in his warm palm.

In the next second, her little chilly hands were immediately held tightly by him, and his body was taken out by him.

She stood completely in the wind, Fu Yanye stared at her deeply with black eyes: "Goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

Zhuo Jian looked at him, those two words were extremely dull.

Fu Yanye let go of her and left.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help looking back at him, his back was as cool as the autumn wind, but why was her hand still warm?

She quietly hid her hands in her coat, turned her head and walked up the steps when her eyes were blurred.

Fu Yanye's car left and went to the hospital.

-

Li Yuqing was talking to his subordinates, and seemed to be waiting for her, so when he saw her coming, he called her: "Zhuo Jian!"

Zhuo Jian walked over: "Director Li."

Li Yuqing didn't dislike this title, but just reminded her in a low voice: "Lin Ruxiang's father is in your office."

After hearing this, Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look at her office.

In this way, the three members of the Lin family have all been here.

Zhuo Jian didn't expect that she was such a big threat to their family, but maybe they just love their daughter.

She nodded and went back to her office.

The man sat on the sofa calmly, and smiled slightly when he saw her: "Ah Jian, we meet again!"

"Mr. Lin still hasn't changed at all!"

"You still called me Uncle Lin when you were young!"

Lin Jiaoyang looked at Zhuo Jian, and found that the little girl hadn't seen her for a few years, and she had indeed come out more gracefully. No wonder so many men wanted to hug her.

Zhuo Jian walked to the water dispenser, turned around and asked him, "Does Mr. Lin drink plain water? The temperature of the water here makes the tea not good!"

"Then boil water!"

Lin Jiaoyang said to her with a smile, his eyes walked around her intentionally.

Zhuo Jian lowered her head, took a disposable paper cup, poured him a glass of boiled water, walked over, and sat down on the sofa next to him.

"You have indeed grown up!"

Lin Jiaoyang suddenly looked at her and said.