come kiss me

Chapter 39 Arrested
Ding Feisi knocked on Zhu Ye's door outside,
"Zhu Ye."

She lay down on the door and yelled in grievance,
"Jesus."

no respond.

Ding Feisi called him by name,
"Jesus Rochester!"

Ding Feisi slammed the door hard, but Zhu Ye opened the door from the inside, and Ding Feisi fell weightlessly and fell into his arms.

The moment she met Zhu Ye, she felt something was wrong, and she pressed her hand subconsciously.

Zhu Ye looked down at her with a cold tone,

"Have you touched enough?"

Ding Feisi suddenly realized that Zhu Ye was not wearing a shirt, and she quickly covered her face with her hands.

Zhu Ye was taking a bath, and she could hear her calling him by his name like a complaining woman outside.

Zhu Ye irritatedly wrapped a towel around her and came out.

Ding Feisi covered his face, but a small slit was secretly opened between his fingers, revealing half of his clear pupils.

Zhu Ye sneered, grabbed her waist and pulled her closer,
"Does it look good?"

Ding Feisi hurriedly looked away, she lowered her head, but her face was slowly turning red, and she said inappropriately,

"good."

Zhu Ye snorted lightly and sneered,
"good…"

Zhu Ye closed the door and changed his clothes, and Ding Feisi stood at the door, blushing like dripping blood.

When Zhu Ye came out, he saw her standing at the door and said casually,

"What are you still standing here for?"

Ding Feisi tugged at the hem of his clothes tentatively,
"Aren't you angry?"

Zhu Ye ignored her, went straight to the living room, and sat down on the sofa.

He looked up at Ding Feisi, patted his thigh,

"come over."

Ding Feisi walked over slowly, Zhu Ye said lightly,
"Sit up."

Ding Feisi hesitated, Zhu Ye grabbed her hand, and Ding Feisi fell on his lap.

The man's scorching body temperature and water radiated warmly, and Ding Feisi's back was stiff.

Zhu Ye hugged her waist with one hand, his long eyelashes drooped, and his voice was lowered,
"Come and kiss me."

Ding Feisi looked at him red-faced.

Zhu Ye frowned and repeated,
"Come and kiss me."

The tone also increased a little.

The brows are slightly wrinkled, and the way his Adam's apple slides is sexy and attractive.

But no matter how he looked, he seemed to be still angry.

Ding Feisi tentatively raised his neck and kissed him.

Zhu Ye's expression was cold,
"Gone?"

The ambiguous atmosphere made Ding Feisi a little unbearable, especially since he had just taken a shower, his body temperature was scorching hot, and her face was burning red.

Zhu Ye was still staring at her, his eyes were cold and wolfish.

Ding Feisnen Road,

"Isn't it enough?"

Zhu Ye pressed Ding Feisi's waist, Ding Fei thought about it, Zhu Ye said coldly,

"do not move."

Ding Feisi did not dare to move, his whole body was stiff.

Zhu Ye looked down at her, his thin lips parted slightly,

"Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Ding Feisi blushed, said in a low voice,

"Have."

Zhu Ye leaned back on the sofa, holding her with one hand, his posture was lazy, and he had a flirtatious scumbag temperament for no reason, but his tone was not gentle,

"Say."

The aroma of shower gel mixed with white sandalwood and mint on Zhu Ye's body, mixed with heat, rushed towards his face.

Ding Feisi blushed and said,

"Brother, you smell so good."

Zhu Ye's eyes suddenly became deep, bottomless.

He held the back of Ding Feisi's head with one hand, his handsome face was cold and gloomy, and he cursed in a low voice,
"Fairy."

His eyes sparkled,
"I will die on you sooner or later."

—

"Mr. Zhu, the Rochester family requested Mr. Zhu to inherit the inheritance and must fly back to England to attend the funeral."

"But Mr. Zhu never responded."

Zhu Jinhua listened to his subordinate's report with a calm and elegant face,
"understood."

He walked out of the spacious office, and the night was spreading endlessly, and drove to the vicinity of Huada.

When he arrived at the door of Zhu Ye's house, he habitually pressed the password directly to enter.

The door slammed and was pushed open from the outside.

Ding Feisi and Zhu Ye didn't realize it.

Zhu Ye leaned back against the sofa, holding Ding Feisi tightly with one hand, making her cling to his waist, not letting her go, Ding Feisi couldn't break free for a moment.

Sitting on his lap, Ding Feisi was kissed blushing, shy and timid, the atmosphere was so ambiguous and charming that people were embarrassed to look directly at it, the picture was extremely shocking, and even Zhu Jinhua's usually calm expression was a little ferocious.

Hearing the sound of something falling to the ground, Ding Feisi reacted suddenly, leaned into Zhu Ye's arms and looked back, and then saw Zhu Jinhua with a complicated and hideous expression.

Ding Feisi leaned against Zhu Ye's arms, and Zhu Ye also saw Zhu Jinhua who suddenly appeared.

Zhu Ye grabbed Ding Feisi's waist and said softly,
"You go back to your room first."

Ding Feisi got off his lap, terribly embarrassed, and when passing by Zhu Jinhua, he even called Uncle Zhu.

It's just that Zhu Jinhua was so shocked that he still hadn't recovered.

Zhu Jinhua couldn't help scolding,
"Zhu Ye."

"I've always known about your style. Since middle school, I've liked to get entangled with girls, and I've been casual until now. But how can you not let Xiao Si go?"

Zhu Ye looked indifferent, picked up the cigarette case from the table,

"If you really cared about me, you would have known Ding Feisi three years ago."

Zhu Ye raised his eyelids coldly to look at him,
"You are too self-righteous."

Zhu Jinhua frowned,
"What do you mean?"

Zhu Ye lit a cigarette, but didn't smoke it. He casually put it on the ashtray, and the smoke curled up, calming his mind down.

"Three years ago, when I was dating Ding Feisi, you even found me a high-ranking stepmother."

Zhu Ye said coldly,
"Don't talk about right and wrong with me."

Zhu Ye's words were so outrageous that Zhu Jinhua suddenly remembered that when he had the first meal with Fei Xiu and Ding Feisi, it was rare that Zhu Ye did not leave the table early, and even chatted and laughed with Fei Xiu surprisingly, and offered to send Ding Feisi away go back.

I didn't think so at the time, but now that I think about it, Zhu Ye's every behavior seemed wrong.

Zhu Jinhua was too shocked, but still spoke sharply,
"But you are like this, how can I explain to you, Aunt Fei?"

Zhu Ye sneered indifferently,
"Then you can explain to yourself, breaking up is impossible."

Zhu Jinhua's heart sank suddenly, the scene just now gave him a headache,
"If I don't come, what else are you going to do?"

Zhu Ye looked sternly, and said mockingly,

"They're all men, what do you want to say?"

Zhu Jinhua's temples were in pain, and his veins were floating.

It wasn't long before A Xiucai forgave him, and now that Zhu Ye had caused this kind of trouble again, how could he explain to A Xiu, and how could he gain a foothold in front of her.

Zhu Jinhua knew how much Fei Xiu loved his daughter, and Zhu Jinhua's attitude towards Ding Feisi became cautious, but he didn't expect that Zhu Ye gave him a fatal blow from behind.

When the two were in a relationship, he pushed the two young people to live together, and asked Zhu Ye to take care of Ding Feisi.

Now Zhuye and Xiaosi are in this situation.

Let Axiu know, probably want to chop him up.

—

Hua Yan strode forward with long legs and walked in the parking lot. When the assistant saw Hua Yan coming, he opened the door immediately and said respectfully,

"At present, Mingyue's first-line authors still have not agreed to sell the film and television copyright of "Come Kiss Me", nor have they expressed their intentions. Do you think you want to continue to actively follow up?"

Hua Yan's appearance is handsome and smooth, and his eyes like a young wild horse always make people think that he is kind, but it makes people more and more unpredictable.

Many people want to win his favor, but after he and others seem to hit it off, others still don't understand him when they think of him.

Especially after studying abroad at the highest university in the UK, he chose to be a chef when he returned to China, and he rarely intervened in the things that the company would inherit.

Hua Yan said softly,
"For the author, it may not be money that she wants, so let's communicate with them. Whether it's a screenwriter or an actor, or if there are any special requirements for the project, Fahrenheit will try to meet them."

The assistant still chose to persuade,

"This book is not a big hit ip, and I'm afraid it won't be enough to turn it around after it was filmed. It's a bit alarming for you to do so."

Hua Yan smiled and said,
"Try it as much as you can. Both the work and the author are good. You don't have to stick to the popularity of the work itself. It's not that you don't have to ask for something in return."

(End of this chapter)