Forget it, it's time to switch

Chapter 12 C-12

Before 11:30, Jane was already asleep, and the sudden ringing of the phone made him furious and irritable.

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

"You've slept?"

Hearing that it was Yan Ce's call, Jian Yue became even more furious, "What?"

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

Jian Yue slowly opened her eyes, and looked at the time on the upper right corner of the phone. It is now ten fifty, "Sleep if you want to sleep."

"Okay then, good night."

"Wait." Jian Yue put the phone next to the pillow, and said lazily, "What are you doing on the phone?"

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

Jian Yue rubbed her head against the pillow, and said bluntly without thinking, "I don't like this kind of pursuit."

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"I don't need Xiaoqingxiaoai." Jian Yue adjusted a comfortable sleeping position, "You'll get over it when you're overjoyed."

"You think I'm playing with you?"

Jian Yue opened his eyes and stared at a wall in a daze. 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 ends."

"Your persuasion words underestimated me a bit."

"I think you understand what I mean very well. Don't give me the things that these seventeen or eighteen-year-olds can do. Mr. Yan, I don't like your way."

"Then I'll change it."

Jane rubbed her eyes, "Farewell, let's do this first, sleepy, sleep."

With a beep, Jane hung up the phone impatiently.

In the more than two months since breaking up with Fu Kai, Jian Yue clearly felt that his emotional separation was so fast that he suspected that he had never liked Fu Kai at all.

He thought it was because he was too fickle, but after thinking about it, in the end it was Fu Kai who broke his heart, even if he was not Xu Yi's substitute, he still resisted this relationship from the bottom of his heart.

After all, it was a relationship that lost everything.

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

"Just wait until he gets tired from playing." Jane Yue thought to herself.

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At noon the next day, Yan Ce entered Jian Yue's office with that cloth bag again.

Jian Yue was still sitting at the table, and after glancing at the other party, he continued to stare at the computer screen, "Did I talk in my sleep last night?"

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

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

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

"Did that phone call yesterday offend you?"

Jian Yue raised her head and glanced at the upright and heroic face of the other party, "Are I already so familiar with Mr. Yan?"

"A little bit." Yan Ce smiled confidently.

Jian Yue put down the mouse and looked him up and down, thinking that Yan Ce is a person who looks different every day. When he first met, he seemed to be extremely honest; but after his thoughts were exposed, he directly wrote his purpose on his face.

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

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 that we have reached this point, right?"

Yan Ce stood in front of the other party, his tall figure was like a wall blocking Jian Yue's sight ahead, "Then you didn't refuse 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, right?"

"You have no room to refuse now."

"You think I'll say yes?"

"Not now, but one day."

Jian Yue cast her eyes on the cloth bag, thinking about whether there was another heart-shaped fried egg in the lunch box inappropriately, and felt that it was a bit funny, and then unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, and the corners of his mouth immediately pulled There was a shallow pear vortex.

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

"You want me to agree, just relying on these little tricks?" Jian Yue was of course referring to such trivial matters as 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, on the contrary, he strengthened his heart wall with more aura, "You don't like it, I really have to change the way."

"So, Mr. Yan knows a lot."

Yan Ce really knows nothing, otherwise it would be impossible to come up with these old-fashioned innocent routines, but at this time he can't lose his prestige, and reluctantly said proudly: "It's okay, I'll let you learn it slowly."

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

"Are you still refusing to appreciate it?" Yan Ce moved away to make 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 strides forward, closing the office door with a "bang" before Jian Yue, and then stretched out an arm to wrap his arms around him from behind, bringing him to his chest.

Almost before Jian Yue had time to resist, she bumped into the opponent's chest from behind.

"Mr. Yan." Jian Yue clenched his fists with both hands, restraining himself not to make random moves, "Release."

Yan Ce's hands slipped down to the opponent's waist, and he hugged the opponent's waist with only one arm. He nailed his chin to the opponent's shoulder and neck and said: "Let's have a meal together, Jian Yue."

"It's not appropriate." Jian Yue used her hand to break the opponent's arm, but the opponent just tightened his hand, "Isn't Mr. Yan doing too much?"

Yan Ce controlled himself not to do those unnecessary actions in his mind, "It's a little bit, but I didn't want to use this way."

"You really can't hide it?"

"Probably." Yan Ce stared at the side face of the other party, the thick eyelashes and the tip of the nose made him feel pleasing to the eye, "I'm surprised that the gentle way didn't work for you, it seems that you like to be rough of."

The line of Jian Yue's lips hung like a bridge, "Do you think I will give in?"

"You can try." Yan Ce lightly touched the end of the opponent's hair with his lips, "Try to see if I can do it."

The heat swept over the back of Jian Yue's neck, and he trembled all over, "You seem very confident."

"Am I bad?"

"It doesn't count."

Yan Ce bit the back collar of the opponent's shirt, and whispered: "Jian Yue, you don't have any affection for me, do you?"

"No." Jian Yue's whole body was tense like a piece of wood, "You think too much."

"I didn't make that fried egg today." Yan Ce saw a little bit of his own saliva on the back collar of the other party, feeling a little guilty, "I made other things, you can see if you can eat them, if not, we can eat them again Go to the third floor to eat."

Jane Yue's eyeballs moved, "What did you do?"

"Potatoes with sharp peppers, three seasonal vegetables, and chicken with mushrooms." Yan Ce pricked up his ears solemnly, "Can these be eaten?"

The more Jane thought about it, "I don't eat mushrooms."

"Okay, I'll remember." Yan Ce hugged him greedily, "Can we eat now?"

"Let go of me." "Yes."

Jane Yue, who finally got her personal freedom, turned her head and gave the other party a cold look.

"Come over for dinner."

Yan Ce grabbed the opponent's wrist, but was thrown away, and Jian Yue sat on his office chair on his own.This action already implied that it was in place, Yan Ce then slowly took out the two bento boxes and opened them separately, picked out the mushrooms in the yellow bento box one by one, and then put them in front of Jian Yue.

Jian Yue picked up the chopsticks, "Go and open the door."

"Why open the door." Yan Ce brought a chair and sat down opposite the other party, "Are you afraid that others will see it?"

Jian Yue picked up a pinch of shredded potatoes, and said coldly, "I'm afraid others won't see it."

"You shouldn't be afraid that others will mistakenly think what we are doing in the office."

"Since you guessed it, why don't you open the door?"