The night's party ended at nine o'clock, and the men came down from the dinner table and formed a mahjong game, with cigarettes in their mouths and women sitting next to them, arguing about winning and losing at the card table.

Fu Jichen didn't play, he sat on the side with a wine glass and watched two games, Yu Guang noticed that Shen Jianian covered his mouth and yawned, he put down the wine glass, got up and took the coats of the two.

Zhou Zhizhen glanced at him, took down the cigarette on his lips with two fingers, flipped his wrist, and glanced at his watch: "This is leaving?" ”

The rest of the people looked over one after another, and Fu Jichen unfolded his down jacket and draped it on Shen Jiannian: "It's a little wrong to go back." ”

", on the sixth day of the first lunar month, everyone is on vacation, what can you do? You're the busiest, right? ”

"I also said that when this game is over, you will be replaced, you are good, and you plan to slip away now."

"If you don't tell me anything today, you won't be allowed to leave."

Several men gossiped and played in a playful tone, and the women covered their lips and snickered.

Shen Jianian put his hand into the sleeve of the down jacket, embarrassed to look at them, always feeling that their words meant something. She tugged at Fu Jichen's sleeve, and only he could hear the small voice: "Why don't you stay and play a few games with them." ”

Fu Jichen smiled and put his hand on the back of her hand, and his voice was not reduced: "One by one, they are not alone, where do you need someone to accompany you." ”

As he spoke, he put on his coat, took Shen Jianian's hand, and said to the few people at the card table without looking back, "Let's go." ”

And then he really left, and there was no nostalgia at all.

After the two left, the private room became lively, and mahjong didn't care about playing, and talked about Fu Jichen.

"What kind of situation is Fu Da, it's like being tricked, I see that he is completely upset, and he is more spoiled by this girl than the last one."

"I noticed the way he looked at the girl at the dinner table, and I got goosebumps."

"Serve tea and pour water, peel shrimp and debone, tsk."

"What does that girl mean with a diamond ring on her hand? Fu Da is here for real! ”

"Don't be surprised, what's the last one, this one, it's the same at all!" Zhou Zhizhen couldn't listen to it, so he simply revealed the answer.

Shen Jiannian, who had already walked out of the private room, naturally didn't know that they were talking about her and Fu Jichen, got into the car, leaned on the back of the chair and yawned recklessly.

She woke up a few times last night and didn't rest well, but today she went to visit Yan Qiusheng during the day and talked a lot, but in the evening, her energy was a little lacking. Fu Jichen should have noticed her state, so he left at nine o'clock.

"What are you talking about me at the dinner table then?" Fu Jichen still remembers that when he returned to the private room after making a phone call, several pairs of eyes looked at him, and the atmosphere was strange.

Shen Jiannian's eyes lowered and he smiled.

"Speak ill of me?" Fu Jichen saw the smile on her lips, reached over and pinched her cheek.

"Nope."

"Then tell me what you said."

Shen Jiannian tilted his head towards him, leaning on his shoulder, a hard, security-giving shoulder.

After being silent for a while, she slowly spoke: "The gentleman surnamed Chen said that the pair of cups you gave me were fired by your own hands. ”

"That's it?" Fu Jichen didn't believe it.

"I didn't talk about anything else, I just said this." Shen Jianian's hand was held in his hand, and she flexed her fingers and scratched his palm, "Why didn't you tell me that you did it yourself?" ”

Fu Jichen's fingers penetrated into her fingers, and his ten fingers were clasped tightly: "The handle you gave me at the beginning was also carved by yourself." ”

She taught him that the mind is more important than money.

Instead of buying expensive diamonds and clothes, he thought about her in the process of firing the cup again and again. It's a completely different meaning.

Shen Jianian shifted his gaze and looked at his wrist, with a black rope wrapped around his white wrist, hidden in the cuff of his coat: "But I don't remember." ”

"I just remember it." Fu Jichen has said this sentence many times.

Shen Jianian stretched out his hand and grabbed the jade handle under the black braided rope, the chubby two-section lotus root, the carving was a little clumsy, look carefully, the details are still there, not too rough, barely lifelike.

Fu Jichen took off the rope between her wrists and asked her to take it and admire it slowly.

After a long time of rubbing and maintenance, the texture of jade is smooth and shiny. Shen Jianian played with it repeatedly, although she couldn't remember the scene of carving this handle by herself, but it didn't prevent her from praising herself: "I'm pretty good." ”

Fu Jichen curled his lips and smiled: "Hmm." ”

It was late at night, the moon was not visible in the sky, and the community still retained the atmosphere of the New Year, with red lanterns everywhere.

The two snuggled into the elevator, and after the heavy snow on Chinese New Year's Eve, the temperature has been very low in recent days, and there is no trend of recovery.

The elevator door opened, Fu Jichen put his arm around Shen Jiannian with one hand, and took out the key to open the door with the other.

In the house, Ji Xiang patrolled around the sofa with his fluffy tail, and a goose-yellow knitted neck ring was put around his neck by Shen Jiannian, adding a touch of cuteness to the ugly cat face.

Shen Jia Nianjiao pulled his slippers and walked over to pick up the cat, and sucked hard: "Are you well-behaved at home?" ”

Jixiang's limbs hung in the air and fluttered twice: "Meow-"

Shen Jianian smiled and put it on the sofa.

Fu Jichen poured a glass of warm water and handed it to her: "Have you ever considered moving back to Yunding Palace?" With Aunt Cheng taking care of you over there, I can rest assured. ”

"Don't." Shen Jia refused without thinking about it, took a sip of water, and then said, "I have rented this house for a year, and it is very good to live in, I can take care of myself." ”

She talked to Yan Qiusheng today about joining the symphony orchestra, and Yan Qiusheng helped her make a reference, and she will prepare for interviews and assessments in the near future.

She hasn't told Fu Jichen about these yet, and plans to tell him when there are results.

"I'm just suggesting, if you don't want to, let's just live here and not move back." Fu Jichen took the cup from her hand, drank the remaining water, put it on the coffee table, and sat down on the sofa, hugged her waist, held her in his arms, and held the back of her neck with one hand, and said in a low voice, "However, Aunt Cheng comes over to make you a soup every week, and you are not allowed to refuse." ”

After speaking, he sealed his lips and did not give her a chance to refuse at all.

Shen Jianian was so dizzy from the kiss that he lost the ability to think, and only a broken tone could overflow between his lips, which further fueled the fire in Fu Jichen's body.

He leaned sideways and carried her onto the couch, her body overturning.

The dark blue gradient sweater was thrown away, just over Jixiang's head, Jixiang was so frightened that he jumped off the sofa, meowed, ran away, retracted into the cat nest, and looked at the two people on the sofa with round eyes.

As time went by, the heat became higher and higher, and the oxygen became thinner and thinner, Fu Jichen's Adam's apple rolled several times, forced himself to stop, sat up straight, and leaned his head back on the back of the sofa with a face of forbearance, with his arms horizontally blocking his face.

Hot sweat hung on the raised Adam's apple, and the fair skin was dyed a thin red, and lust was overflowing.

Shen Jianian was still lying on the sofa, his calves curled up, the sweater on his body was nowhere to be seen, only a thin undershirt remained, and the hem rubbed up, revealing a thin and soft waist with a few fingerprints.

In the living room, there was only the sound of each other's breathing, which floated in the air.

Almost misfired, Fu Jichen calmed down for a while, took away the arm blocking in front of him, glanced sideways at the person on the sofa, and the Adam's apple rolled again.

You can't look at it too much, the fire is finally under control, and it won't be extinguished so quickly if it burns again.

Fu Jichen's fingers pinched a piece of pure white clothes, pulled it down, covered the white and greasy waist, and picked her up and went back to the bedroom: "Go take a bath, don't catch a cold." ”

Sweating, easy to catch a cold, to Shen Jianian, he didn't dare to relax at all, first sent people into the bathroom, turned on the shower to put hot water, and then went to the cloakroom to find a set of pajamas for her to bring over.

"Would you like a hot bath?" Fu Jichen put his pajamas on the shelf, "I'll put water for you." ”

Shen Jianian changed into the sandals at the bathroom door, watched him busy for her, and felt soft in his heart: "No need, I'll just take a shower." ”

The water temperature came up, and the heat filled the bathroom, blurring the mirror. Shen Jianian pinched her fingers with her nails, doing psychological construction, until Fu Jichen withdrew from the bathroom, she still didn't think about it.

Absentmindedly took a shower, Shen Jianian lay down in the quilt, and at this time, Fu Jichen answered the phone and went to the living room.

After a phone call for nearly half an hour, Fu Jichen walked in and saw that the quilt on the bed was rolled up, revealing only the black hair on the top of his head. He thought that Shen Jiannian was asleep, so he deliberately relaxed his steps when walking, and took his pajamas to prepare to take a bath outside.

Shen Jianian heard the light movement, and his head poked out of the quilt: "I haven't slept yet, you go wash it." ”

Fu Jichen's footsteps paused slightly, turned around and walked to the bed, leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, and then went to the bathroom to take a bath.

Shen Jianian listened to the sound of water, turning over and over in the quilt, making up various pictures in his mind, and blushing with shame.

At this moment, she really hated that she had lost her memory, she couldn't remember anything, and she didn't know how they had done this kind of thing in the past.

Fu Jichen dried his hair in the bathroom, turned off the headlights in the bedroom, left the desk lamp on his side, lifted the quilt and sat on the head of the bed, and checked the mailbox with his mobile phone.

Shen Jianian waited for a long time, but when she didn't see the people around her lying down, she grabbed the soft material of her pajamas with her fingers, and said hesitantly: "You...... Busy? ”

"Look at the mail." Fu Jichen put a hand on her head and rubbed it lightly, "Did you make a noise?" ”

“…… No. ”

There was no important email, Fu Jichen simply put down the phone, plugged in the charger, turned off the lamp and lay down, his arm habitually wrapped around her waist, and stroked her back: "Sleep." ”

Shen Jianian blinked his eyes, his breathing was a little tight, he tried to break through the psychological defense, raised his head and kissed him, he couldn't see clearly in the dark, and accidentally kissed his chin.

Fu Jichen was in a trance, not sure if he felt wrong, and turned on the lamp with his backhand.

The table lamp was covered with a layer of linen shade, the light was warm and not dazzling, but Shen Jianian quickly buried his head, and a soft voice squeezed out from between his pink lips: "Can you turn off the light......?"