Chapter 12 C-12

Before it was half past eleven, Jane fell asleep earlier, and the sudden ringing of the incoming call made him hairy and irritable.

Jane Yue closed her eyes, touched the phone on the bedside table, pressed the answer button and forced herself not to swear, "Hello, hello."

"You've slept?"

When he heard Yan Ce's call, Jian Yue became even more angry, "What?"

"Sorry, I didn't expect you to fall asleep so soon."

Jian Yue slowly opened his eyes and went to check the time in the upper right corner of the phone. It was ten fifty. "If you want to sleep, go to sleep."

"Okay then, good night."

"Wait." Jian Yue put the phone on the side of the pillow and said lazily, "What's the matter with you calling?"

"I said I want to care about your life, do you accept that?"

Jian Yue rubbed her head against the pillow, lacking in thought, and said bluntly, "I don't like this kind of pursuit."

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"I don't need Xiaoqing Xiaoai." Jian Yue adjusted a comfortable sleeping position, "you'll be over if you're too excited."

"You think I'm playing with you?"

Jian Yue opened his eyes and stared at a wall with fascination. His thoughts gradually became clear. He seemed to be talking to himself: "I don't do things without results, and I don't accept feelings without results."

"Your words of persuasion underestimate me a bit."

"I think you understand what I mean very well. Don't let me do these seventeen or eighteen-year-old children in the future. Mr. Yan, I don't like your way."

"Then I'll change it."

Jane Yue rubbed her eyes, "Farewell, let's do this for now, sleepy, sleep."

With a beep, Jane Yue hung up the phone impatiently.

In the more than two months since breaking up with Fu Kai, Jian Yue clearly felt the speed of his emotional separation, so fast that he suspected that he didn't like Fu Kai at all.

He felt that it was because he was too ruthless, but after thinking about it, in the final analysis, Fu Kai had torn his heart. Even if he was not Xu Yi's replacement, he still resisted this relationship from the bottom of his heart.

After all, it was a bloodless relationship.

It was one thing for him to think about it. After all, people have to look forward, but when faced with Yan Ce's frequent gestures, he couldn't ignore it, but he couldn't face it.

"Just wait until he gets tired." Jian Yue thought to himself.

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At noon the next day, Yan Ce carried the cloth bag into Jian Yue's office again.

Jian Yue was still sitting at the table. After glancing at each other, she continued to stare at the computer screen, "Did I talk in my sleep last night?"

"I hope it's a dream talk." Yan Ce put the bag on the table.

"I won't eat it, take it back." Jian Yue stared at the line graph on the computer screen intently, "Also, it's not time to get off work."

Yan Ce snorted inwardly, thinking that when he got off work was not a matter of blowing his breath.

"Did that call yesterday offend you?"

Jian Yue raised his head and glanced at the other party's upright and heroic face, "Are you already so familiar with Mr. Yan?"

"A little bit." Yan Ce smiled confidently.

Jian Yue put down the mouse and looked at each other up and down, thinking about how Yan Ce is the same every day. When he first met, he seemed to be very honest; however, after his mind was exposed, he directly wrote the purpose on his face.

Does this mean that if you want to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, you can't be directly positive?

Jian Yue stood up, took two steps, sat down on the corner of the desk, and said with a smile, "Mr. Yan, I didn't say we're this good, did I?"

Yan Ce stood in front of the other party, his tall figure was like a wall blocking the line of sight in front of Jian Yue, "Then you didn't reject my pursuit, didn't you?"

Jian Yue's two slender legs overlapped, his body leaned back slightly, and he folded his arms and said, "Then it's not too late for me to refuse now, right?"

"You have no room for rejection now."

"You think I'll agree?"

"Not now, but one day."

Jian Yue turned his eyes to the cloth bag, and thought out of time whether there was another heart-shaped fried egg in the bento box. He felt that it was a bit funny, and then unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth, and the bottom corner of his mouth immediately tugged. A shallow pear vortex emerged.

Strictly speaking, that might not be considered a pear vortex, but Yan Ce couldn't take his eyes off it.

"If you want me to promise, just rely on these little tricks?" Jian Yue was referring to the trivial matter of delivering meals and snacks, "Mr. Yan looks like he hasn't graduated from junior high school."

Being ridiculed by the other party like this, he didn't feel ashamed, but he was more aura and firmed his heart wall, "You don't like it, I really want to change the way."

"That said, Mr. Yan knows a lot."

Yan Ce really doesn't know much, otherwise it would be impossible to come up with these old-fashioned innocent routines, but at this time, he couldn't lose his prestige, and reluctantly said, "It's okay, I will let you learn it slowly."

Jian Yue glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was already twelve o'clock, "Mr. Yan, please come back, I'm going to lunch."

"Still unwilling to appreciate it?" Yan Ce moved away and made way for the other party.

Jian Yue walked forward without looking back, "I don't like eggs."

"Hmph." Yan Ce smiled and took a few steps forward, slamming the office door before Jian Yue, then stretched out an arm to embrace the other person from behind, and brought the person to his chest.

Almost before Jane Yue could resist, she bumped into the opponent's chest from behind.