C143 Your Son Is in This Room
Little stutter?
Yan Shu heard the nickname Shan Yin gave Fu Jingyan and felt very uncomfortable in her heart.
"Don't call him that in front of Fu Yunjian. Otherwise, if he attacks you, I won't be able to stop him." Yan Shu finished her words and got up to leave the room.
Shan Yin sat on the chair she just sat on and looked at Fu Yunjian who was standing outside the villa. His eyes darkened slightly.
Yan Shu walked to the living room and pressed the automatic opening mode of the door.
Special Assistant Zhang saw the iron door slowly open and was delighted in his heart. He turned his head to look at the man.
"Director Fu, the door is open."
"I'm not blind. I can see it." Fu Yunjian said lightly. He walked into the courtyard with his long legs.
There were all kinds of flowers and plants planted in the yard. Not far away, there was also an arched jasmine windmill. It rotated slightly, as if it was blowing the fragrance of flowers towards him.
The fragrance was especially refreshing.
Yan Shu saw through the floor-to-ceiling window that a tall man was standing under jasmine windmill. The corner of her mouth twitched.
Did this man have a hobby of appreciating flowers?
Very soon, Special Assistant Zhang also caught up with Fu Yunjian. He smelled the faint fragrance of flowers and then looked at the flowers around him. "It smells so good. I didn't expect Manager Yan to like raising flowers and plants."
"It smells so good. You just stand here and smell it for a while." Fu Yunjian restrained his expression. After going up the stairs, he went straight to the living room.
Special Assistant Zhang,... ""
Could it be that he said something wrong just now?
Yan Shu was sitting cross-legged on the sofa eating fruit when she heard the footsteps. She looked up at Fu Yunjian and said, "Your son is sleeping upstairs. Are you here to bring him back?"
Fu Yunjian did not respond. He walked straight upstairs.
"Fu Yunjian, this is my house!" Yan Shu saw that the man did not greet her and went upstairs. She got up and quickly followed him upstairs.
"Which room is it?" Fu Yunjian suddenly stopped and turned around to ask Yan Shu.
Yan Shu did not pay attention and almost fell down from the upstairs.
The man's sharp eyes saw it and extended his long arm to pull Yan Shu into his arms.
Yan Shu threw herself into his chest and her nose was filled with a faint fragrance of pine trees. Some blurry restricted level scenes suddenly appeared in his mind.
There seemed to be a man's muffled groan beside her ears...
It was ambiguous and seductive.
Why did she suddenly think of this?
Yan Shu's whole body trembled. She forcefully pushed the man away and her footsteps staggered a little as she hurried upstairs.
Fu Yunjian raised his hand to take a look. His palm had just touched the woman's slender waist. He did not expect it to be so soft. He held it gently, as if it still had the warmth of her waist.
The man withdrew his thoughts and followed her.
When Shan Yin came out of the guest room, he happened to bump into Yan Shu. He looked behind her.
He saw Fu Yunjian again.2
"He came to see Jingyan." Yan Shu said to Shan Yin, then pointed to the room on Fu Yunjian's left. "Your son is in this room."
"Thank you." Fu Yunjian opened the door and stepped in.
The room was decorated in a light blue color. It was very cozy and had a cartoon style. One look and you could tell it was prepared for the boy.
"A children's room?" Fu Yunjian turned to look at Yan Shu.
Yan Shu thought that he felt Yan Xiaosui and Fu Jingyan lived together, so she opened the room on the right.
"Two rooms. Sui lives here."
Fu Yunjian looked at the decoration style of the bedroom and found that it was a children's room prepared for the girl. He looked at Yan Shu with some doubt and went into Fu Jingyan's bedroom.
On the bed, the little guy was sleeping soundly.
Yan Shu did not disturb the father and son. She went into Sui's bedroom and Shan Yin followed her in.
On the pink princess bed, there were two large white dolls, and the little loli was sleeping soundly in Da Bai's arms.
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