The mystery husband is a little bad

sportive?

Ning Yue turns and looks at Fu Jinyan, who doesn't look at her.

For a long time, Ning Yue finally confirmed, "Fu Jinyan, you're kidding me!"

Damn, this man is so bad that he scared her with such things!

She waved her pillow to him. Fu Jin Yan saw that she was really coming. He dodged and shouted: "Hey, you beat me like this. Now you beat me. Is your domestic violence? Who is the boss?"

Ning Yue is angry: "it's not your fault. You even make fun of this kind of thing. Don't you know I'm worried? Do you want to frighten me to death -- "

Fu Jin Yan squirmed his mouth:" I think you are very brave, where is it easy to be scared to death. "

“……” After making such a noise for a while, both of them didn't mention the things in the box, and the previous embarrassment seemed to be turned over like this.

Xiaoliu quickly bought the food and came back. After Fu Jinyan finished eating, they were still uneasy. They took him to the hospital and had a thorough examination.

Fortunately, although the wound was big, it didn't hurt the most. Fu Jinyan didn't want to stay in the hospital, so he went back to the hospital.

Ning Yue is a little hesitant. After all, there were not so many taboos in the small house before, but now she is worried.

"What are you gawking at?" When she got home, Fu Jin Yan came in, but found her standing at the door, and she didn't come in, so she frowned.

Unexpectedly, Ning Yue raised her head and looked at Fu Jin seriously and said, "Jin Yan, we should talk."

Fu picked up his eyebrows and frowned slightly. There was a light storm in his eyes: "what can I talk about?"

Ning Yue also summoned a lot of courage: "talk about what happened in the bar the day before yesterday."

Fu Jinyan looked at her face and nodded: "come in and talk, I can't stand here to talk with you."

After hesitating for a while, Ning Yue followed him into the door. After entering the room, Fu Jinyan sat down on the sofa. Ning Yue went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water for the two. Fu Jinyan's eyes were tired. After leaning on the sofa for a while, he said, "OK, you can say it."

Ning Yue sat down on the sofa furthest away from him, hands on his knees, a little tense. Fu Jin Yan didn't worry, just sat there lazily waiting for her to speak.

Even if the two people as nothing happened, but rather Yueyue can not go through that, so can only repeat the old story: "Jin Yan, do you remember what happened in the bar box that day?"

Fu Jin Yan made a sound, but the tone was slightly up, with the meaning of inquiry: "do you mean that I was exposed?"

Ning Yue is a little ashamed, and her sitting posture is not so calm: "no, what I want to say is what happened before. Why should I blow your head? Do you remember?"

"I don't remember that. Why don't you tell me?"

Ning Yueyi chokes. He can't remember such an important thing. How can she say it? Although she thought about this possibility before, it's very difficult to say it to her lips.

"If I say that you intend to be unfaithful to me, you will certainly not believe it, but the fact --"

"no, I believe it."

"Well, I knew you didn't believe it, did you?" Ning Yue suddenly looks up at Fu Jin and says, "what did you just say?"

"I said I believed. I didn't mean anything to you."

"- for, why."

Ning Yue is like a sculpture, stiff as a chicken. Fu Jin Yan squints his eyes and grins with his legs cocked. "Because I like you, I just want to do something wrong with you." He suddenly straightened up and sat next to Ning Yue. He was so scared that Ning Yue jumped three feet high and avoided him like a snake or a scorpion.

Seeing this, Fu Jin's eyes, which had been smiling at first, were suddenly frozen down, and then he sneered: "do you think you are an 18-year-old young girl? What expression do you have? I really think I like you. I'm just joking with you."

He then stood up and said, "I must have drunk too much that night, so I was blind. It would be nice if you didn't have a bad idea for me. What else do you expect from me?"

Ning Yue stares at the eldest brother, shakes his head, raises his hand and swears: "I really don't have an idea for you, absolutely don't have an idea for you, you can rest assured!"

"Well, that's over. What's the problem? I've got an advertisement. I don't think I can get it back. It's not good for your health."

After that, Fu Jin Yan went back to the room, leaving Ning Yue standing alone in the middle of the living room, eager to bite her tongue and commit suicide.

A week has passed and Fu Jinyan has not come back since he left.

Ning Yue stayed alone in the house and wrote novels. The time passed quickly and she didn't feel bored. However, Fu Jin Yan didn't come back every day. She couldn't help feeling anxious. How did he go so long? She stayed here and didn't do anything. She took his salary for nothing. She felt a little uneasy.She hesitated for a long time with her mobile phone and finally decided to give him a call, which was answered by a woman.

"Miss Zhou?" It's Zhou Mi's voice. Ning Yue is a little impressed.

Zhou Mi is there smiling enchanting: "it's me, who are you?"

When Ning Yue heard the words, his heart suddenly began to smother, and he stammered: "I I want to speak to Jin Yan. Is he there, please? "

"Oh, Jin Yan, he's sleeping. What's the same with me?"

"Sleep?" Ning Yue's eyes are wide. He is sleeping, but Zhou Mi is holding his mobile phone. Her brain can instantly fill a novel of 100000 words.

"Yeah, if it's OK, just hang up and say something."

"No, it's OK." Ning Yuefei felt thirsty and hung up quickly.

The cell phone dropped to her hand. She sat on the bed, thought about it for a moment, then patted her face hard, forcing herself to calm down.

Soon, another message came from wechat. Ming Hao said that she had read the novel she sent him before and thought it was very good. She also said that she had made great progress. She asked if she was interested in contributing.

Her attention was diverted: contribute? where?

Ming Hao said: websites and publishing houses are OK. I think what you write is very innovative. You can write an outline of your story first, and then try to contribute.

Happy to climb up her face, she asked excitedly: is it really OK?

Of course, Ming Hao sent a voice over and told her the details. Ning Yue went back to the computer and got busy.

Fu Jinyan's things seem to have been forgotten by her deliberately. Only when she cooks every day, she will be in a trance to think that she is the only one who doesn't need to prepare meals for him.

Life seems to be full and empty. I'm not used to it, but it doesn't matter. I can ignore it.