"Are you angry?"
After he said no, Fu Jiabei didn't speak again. Zeng Mingyue was flustered by the silence on the phone. She asked carefully.
"No, you don't want to forget it. I just don't want you to find a job so hard."
Hearing Zeng Mingyue's careful inquiry, Fu Jiabei returned to his mind. He smiled and said.
Then he heard a loud and clear voice from the receiver. So she was afraid that he was unhappy?
Only if you like it very much will you care so much.
Fu Jiabei thought of Zeng Mingyue's secret love diaries. He softened his expression and asked, "Yueyue, have you had nothing wrong these days?"
Zeng Mingyue was surprised, "why do you ask so."
"Nothing, just care about your girlfriend as a boyfriend."
Hearing what Fu Jiabei said, Zeng Mingyue was sweet in heart, and she smiled softly.
Just now she thought that Fu Jiabei knew something. She hesitated and wanted to tell Fu Jiabei about the hospital, but when she thought that this kind of thing was Wu Zhengyan's privacy, and she promised him that she would never tell anyone, Zeng Mingyue shook her head and smiled.
"I have nothing to do, but it's a little difficult to find a job."
She thought that she would persuade and enlighten Wu Zhengyan these days. When he calmed down, she told Fu Jiabei with Wu Zhengyan's consent, and asked Fu Jiabei to help find a doctor to give Wu Zhengyan a good consultation.
After all, Wu Zhengyan was injured because she saved her. She won't shirk her responsibility.
When Fu Jiabei heard Zeng Mingyue say it was all right, his heart sank slightly again.
"All right," he whispered.
"Then hurry up and accompany your family. I won't disturb you. Hang up first."
"Yes."
Hanging up, Fu Jiabei pinched his cell phone and looked a little gloomy.
She didn't go back. Zeng Mingyue didn't say she was sad and didn't ask him to go back. She still wanted to hang up immediately
His girlfriend's reaction was not expected, and Fu Jiabei's heart became more and more blocked.
The next day.
Zeng Mingyue woke up confused and moved, but he felt heavy on his waist.
She looked down in amazement and saw an arm coming across from behind and resting on her waist.
The man's arm, even if it looked thin and heavy, his beautiful and slender hand did not know whether it was intentional or unconscious, poked into the hem of her pajamas, and the warm palm was pasted on her slightly cool belly.
Zeng Mingyue's cheeks flushed slightly. Her eyelashes stirred up and turned over carefully.
In the gentle and clear sunshine in the morning, the man is still asleep. His handsome face bathes in the light, making his skin more flawless and his facial features more beautiful.
The cold and arrogant that he was born when he was awake faded. At this time, Fu Jiabei looked like a child, but his beautiful appearance was more prominent.
"How can you live so well..."
Boyfriend is really too good-looking, more delicate and good-looking than his facial features. Zeng Mingyue is obsessed and distressed.
"What are you looking at?"
I don't know when, Fu Jiabei opened his eyes and his voice was still hoarse and lazy in the morning.
His eyes are deep and clean. After sleeping all night, he can't see any secretion. His pupils are as clear as Amber by the sun. The color is much lighter. He is less dark than usual, but more gentle and beautiful.
Zeng Mingyue's heart beat faster and couldn't help saying, "look at you."
She murmured like balderdash, obviously speaking from the bottom of her heart.
She felt that she was really finished. Looking at Fu Jiabei's face every day, she had a feeling of palpitation.
"I used to be Yan control. Now I turn to such a beautiful boyfriend. This Yan control disease can't be cured. It's already severe Yan control!"
Zeng Mingyue couldn't help touching Fu Jiabei's face. She looked like a fool.
Fu Jiabei narrowed his eyes slightly, grabbed Zeng Mingyue's hand and turned over and pressed her.
"Heavy Yan control? Like me because I have a good life?"
The male god's problem is some sharp, his eyes are some sharp, and his mood is a little wrong.
Even if Zeng Mingyue was dull, he felt it.
She blinked, responded, and quickly glared, "how? I like everything about you! What I like is definitely your whole person, not just a face!"
Fu Jiabei squinted, "really?"
Zeng Mingyue nodded busily for fear that he would go deep into the topic. She quickly changed the topic, "by the way, when did you come back? I don't know why. Didn't I say to accompany my family at home?"
She didn't say it was okay. When she mentioned this, Fu Jiabei looked even worse.
Staring at her was a bit dangerous.
How dare she ask? He didn't come back yesterday. She didn't even say a word, as if she wanted him not to come back.
As a result, he lay in bed and couldn't sleep at midnight.
Then he drove back to the villa angrily, but he saw the girl lying in bed and sleeping fiercely. He didn't even know when he would come back.
Are you sure she fell in love with him for several years, not the opposite?
"Zeng Mingyue, I wasn't there yesterday. You slept safely, huh?"
Fu Jiabei asked in a low voice, staring at Zeng Mingyue.
Zeng Mingyue was silly for a while, and then suddenly blessed his heart and hurried, "how could it? I tossed and turned in the middle of the night last night and fell asleep late."
Hearing her say this, Fu Jiabei looked a little better.
"Why didn't you ask me back on the phone yesterday?"
Zeng Mingyue, "..."
She felt a little speechless, and the male God felt a little childish. He said he wanted to sleep in his house. How can he blame her for not keeping him.
Man's heart, submarine needle!
She hurriedly said, "of course I want you to come back, but I think you must miss your family before you go back. I can't occupy you by myself, so I'm embarrassed to speak."
"Oh? Is that so?"
"Of course, of course! You don't praise me for being so virtuous. It's sad to ask me."
Zeng Mingyue kept nodding and duzui looked wronged.
Looking at Zeng Mingyue's serious eyes, Fu Jiabei felt better and decided to let her go for the time being.
He pinched her high mouth and deliberately replied to the tabloid, disgusting
"Go wash! There's eye droppings!"
Zeng Mingyue listened and stared. Immediately, she suddenly raised her hand to cover her eyes, jumped out of bed screaming, and ran to the bathroom in a gust of wind.
She slammed the door, ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. She really found a small particle in the corner of her right eye.
Thinking of his appearance and talking to the male god for a long time, Zeng Mingyue was depressed.
What a nuisance!
Boyfriend a big man is more exquisite and more beautiful than himself!
Ah, how stressful!