100 points, 10,000 points, full points plus extra points are not enough. Yan Ce really wanted to eat the tape, as if he was suffering from aphasia.

"Okay." Jian Yue picked up Yan Ce's tie and wiped the corner of his mouth.

Are you finally going to let him go? Yan Ce thought to himself that Jian Yue had finally let him start the main event, and he couldn't sit still for a second.

However, Jian Yue was seen holding a bottle of blue r'.'h in one hand and fell condescendingly on Yan Ce's cock.

The cool and creamy spread is blatantly indicating the next game.

Jian Yue poured some more into his hand, then threw the bottle everywhere, and unloaded his cock in three or two strokes.

"Surprise?" Jian Yue didn't know whether she was talking to the other party or herself.

Yan Ce's heart was pounding out of his mouth, and he watched Jian Yue sit down.

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It was very late outside, and the two woke up on the sofa sweating.

Jian Yue let out a hot breath, her voice dry and hoarse: "It's getting dark."

"Is your stomach still uncomfortable? I'll rub it for you again." Yan Ce skillfully pressed on the opponent's stomach.

"Much better." Jian Yue stretched out, "It's all your fault."

"Why do you still blame me this time?" Yan Ce rubbed his face against the other's back as if fascinated, "It's obviously your surprise."

Jian Yue smiled unconsciously, "You're not saying that I have a fever, are you?"

"No way? You just burned to death."

"Yan Ce, you bastard." Jian Yue pinched the other's restless hand, "What time is it?"

Yan Ce opened his eyes and looked at the wall, "It's almost nine o'clock."

"Just rest, it's so late." Jian Yue closed her eyes again.

Yan Ce lifted the hair on the other's forehead and kissed him, "It's not too late, I'll get up to cook, you can go to bed after you eat."

"Go out to eat, you are not tired of cooking every day."

"Not tired."

Jian Yue clenched his fist and punched the opponent's arm, "It's too late to go out to eat."

"Can I eat fried rice noodles?"

"Well, I want to eat too." Jian Yue spoke lightly, feeling like she was about to fall asleep.

By the time the two of them packed up and went out, it was past nine o'clock. After driving around two night markets, they finally found what they wanted to eat.

After eating, Yan Ce hurriedly took the person home. After a few words to coax Jian Yue to sleep, he tiptoed out of bed, put on his clothes and went out the door.

He parked the car and entered a winery with the address information on his mobile phone.

Pushing open the door of the private room, Fu Kai was sitting at the stake table smoking a cigarette.

Yan Ce took off his coat and put it on the back of the quilt, and naturally sat opposite Fu Kai.

Fu Kai saw that the person who came was Yan Ce, and his face instantly darkened.

"This... Mr. Yan, right?" Fu Kai spit out a ring of smoke, "Don't come and be safe."

Yan Ce was expressionless and said lightly, "Jian Yue is asleep. I'll meet Mr. Fu for him."

"Yeah, he always goes to bed early too."

Yan Ce leaned back a little bit disgusted by the smell of smoke, "Mr. Fu, let's be straight, it's getting late, I have to go back."

"Why, Jian Yue still set up an access control for you?" Fu Kai squeezed the cigarette butt out in the ashtray, "In such a hurry?"

Yan Ce crossed his fingers and said leisurely, "Of course, you must go home before eleven o'clock."

"Then I can't control it." Fu Kai suddenly remembered that Jian Yue seemed to have set an access control for himself before, but what time it was, he couldn't remember it, or he didn't seem to care about it.

"So I advise Mr. Fu to make a long story short, I don't have that much time."

Fu Kai pushed the pack of cigarettes in front of him to the other side, but he didn't expect the other side to say that he didn't smoke.

"Men who don't smoke are really rare." Fu Kai took the cigarette back and pulled one out and put it to his mouth, "Jian Yue will always smoke one when he wakes up at night."

Yan Ce thoughtfully said, "Jian Yue has quit smoking."

Fu Kai, who was lighting the fire, shook his hand and almost missed it.

"He smokes older than me, do you think I'll believe it?" Fu Kai sighed, then spit out a long circle.

Yan Ce smiled unmoved, "Mr. Fu, people can change."

Fu Kai glanced at the other party with his cigarette in between.

"Jian Yue is already looking forward. Mr. Fu can't see it. If Mr. Fu called me for these things, then Yan will not be with me."

"Wait." Fu Kai flicked the ashtray, "Did you resell Jian Yue's house for him?"

"That's right."

Fu Xinli's jealousy surged, but he tried his best to suppress his displeasure, "I'll pay double the price, you sell it to me."

"The house transaction agreement has been reached. Why should Mr. Fu embarrass himself and me?"

"Since it hasn't changed hands, what does it matter? To be honest, I've given you enough face to sit down and talk with you calmly."

Yan Ce poured himself a cup of tea indifferently, "Then Boss Fu also gave me a face, I paid three times the price, and you sold me the land of Jianyue."

"Jian Yue told you!?" Fu Kai was so angry that he flattened the cigarette butt between his fingers.

"Can't?"

Fu Kai was speechless for a moment, and his heart was full of mixed feelings. In just a few months, how could Jian Yue have gotten so good with an outsider? He was clearly one-half of Jian Yue.

"Mr. Fu, make a price."

Taking a piece of land that Jian Yue wants to exchange for a house he wants, the former is more important, but no matter how he looks at it, he can't give up the latter, he has no choice.