Chapter 585

"Are you really angry?"

"Can't you be so mean?"

"Little uncle?"

Han Xiaoye kept up with him and put his face close to him.

"Why don't we go now?"

"Didn't you say you were tired? Go home. "

This means not to watch. Han Xiaoye is never a good-natured person. She is always in a bad temper. Because like him, in front of him only a little more sensible. She didn't feel that she had made a mistake in this matter. As she watched herself pass the steps, Fu Zhiyan refused to go down. She was angry and closed her mouth.

Two people all the way silent back to the parking place, silent driving home, together into the door.

"Mr. Fu, Xiaoye, are you back?" Aunt Liu just came down from the second floor and said, "did you have dinner? No, I'll make some. "

Han Xiaoye changed his shoes and shook his hand. "Thank you, Aunt Liu. I ate outside this afternoon."

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As a result, Fu Zhiyan changed his shoes and went upstairs without saying a word.

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After living with them for so long, Aunt Liu knew Fu Zhiyan's temper. When he went upstairs, she whispered in Han Xiaoye's ear and asked anxiously, "Xiaoye, are you making president Fu angry again?"

Han Xiaoye said of this to anger, "who makes him angry, ghost knows how he is angry."

She was aggrieved and couldn't hold back. She told Aunt Liu about the movie, and then asked, "what did you say I did wrong? He turned his face on me all the way. Anyway, he ignored me. I gave in and said that I had to go to the cinema. He had to come back. What can I do? I can't kneel down, hold his thigh and ask him to go to the cinema together. "

Aunt Liu recognized that she was also angry. It was hard for her to make a speech, so she had to comfort her dryly, "Mr. Fu has always been that kind of temper. Don't worry about it with him. His wife said that Mr. Fu has a hard tongue and a soft heart. Just have a sleep."

Can Fu Zhiyan make his mouth hard and his heart soft?

If you want to say this, you must be besieged by a group of ruthless and ruthless people who have seen Fu Zhiyan.

Mr. Fu of Ruishi is ruthless. If it's called "hard mouth and soft heart", then there are really no hard mouth and soft heart people in the world!

Han Xiaoye hasn't seen Fu Zhiyan's ruthless side. He hasn't even seen Fu Zhiyan's hard mouth twice. What he sees most is his expressionless face and cold war. So I don't comment on Aunt Liu's comforting words. After another two words with Aunt Liu, she calmed down a little, said hello and went upstairs.

She was tired all day. As soon as she got into the bedroom, she went straight to the bathroom and took a shower. No matter the people sitting at the desk, they blow dry their hair, yawn and climb into bed. After a while, they have to snore.

"Snore... Snore..." the voice came one after another.

Fu Zhiyan opened his notebook and couldn't read it any more. His face was so ugly that he closed it again!

She fell asleep!

"Bang!"

He turned off his notebook in a loud voice.

But just as someone is against him, his voice is also a little louder, "snore..."

Fu Zhiyan is very angry!

She's really asleep!

Still sleeping sweeter than usual!

Fu Zhiyan's chest fluctuated violently. For a moment, he almost couldn't hold back his temper. He almost didn't pull up the heartless little woman who was sleeping in bed.

But because of his face, he held back.

Because he endured too much, his chest seemed to be congested, and his heart was tightening and tearing open, which was very painful.

Distracted, he pulled open his chair, took away the cigarette that had not been smoked for a long time on his desk, and opened the door of the balcony. He ran to the balcony and smoked a cigarette. He calmed down. When he felt a little more comfortable, he opened the door and went back to the room.

"Baji." The little woman on the bed was probably blown by the cold wind he brought in. Unconsciously, she stretched out her hand, pulled the quilt on her body, turned over, smashed her mouth, and then picked her face, and continued to sleep snoring.

Fu Zhiyan froze for a long time, thinking that he woke her up.

As a result, I heard her snoring again. I finally got upset and came up with no money.

Damn hooligan!

She fell asleep!

They are still in the cold war, he is still angry, she could fall asleep as if nothing had happened, still sleep so sweet! What does it mean? It shows that she doesn't care if he is angry at all.

Han Xiaoye doesn't care about himself.

Fu Zhiyan just thought that his heart was pounded heavily, and the whole atrium was suffocated!

He recalled the next period of time, as if the hooligan is indeed particularly quiet, clever and shameful. Don't the hooligan think he's tired and want to let him have more rest, but don't want to talk to him at all?

Fu Zhiyan's face was colder again.

The more he thought about it, the more upset he felt. Don't even want to, quickly into the bathroom took a shower. After taking a bath, the whole person was more relaxed. He opened the quilt and slept next to him.

"Well."

A soft body leaned over.

Fu Zhiyan opened his eyes, but saw the little woman beside him smashing her mouth. She didn't wake up at all.

He frowned and stared at the angel like sleeping face for a long time. Finally, he seemed to be defeated. He stretched out his hand helplessly, took the waist around him, and clasped her in his arms. From just now on, the empty heart suddenly seemed to find the organization, and was filled with. Full of irritability also seems to find a vent, instantly disappeared clean, Fu Zhiyan confessed his life like closed his eyes. I thought it would be very difficult for me to fall asleep. I didn't expect that I would fall asleep with a hooligan in my arms

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Han Xiaoye was awakened by the heat.

In the middle of her sleep, the scene of her dream turned into a sea of fire. She was a grasshopper put into the sea of fire, unable to move and tied in the center of the fire. The fire below was so prosperous that it didn't burn her, but the heat kept rushing up, and she couldn't stand it.

Han Xiaoye endures, endures, endures... Finally can't bear, suddenly opens his eyes. At the same time, hands and feet instinctively push and kick.

"Bang!" A heavy object fell under the bed.

She was startled and sat up. When she saw what the "thing" fell under the bed was, she felt guilty like a pupil who had done something wrong. "Little, little uncle, that... I didn't mean it."

Fu Zhiyan was really angry with her. His face was blue and white, and his face was changeable. Thin lips pursed into a straight line, from the ground up, back to the bed, the whole process without saying a word.