After Transmigration: Unexpectedly Wed the Ruthless Tycoon-Chapter 141 - 134

After Yan Zhen Guo kissed Gu Fuqiao’s lips, she quickly pushed him away.

Gu Fuqiao touched her own lips and said, "Enough, go to work quickly!"

Just now, Yan Zhen Guo looked as if he wanted to devour her.

But luckily he let go of her now, and seeing Yan Zhen Guo seemed like he wanted to approach again, Gu Fuqiao made an effort to retreat a little, preventing his pounce from succeeding.

"Alright, I’ll give you another chance," Yan Zhen Guo suddenly said to Gu Fuqiao.

Gu Fuqiao, still touching her lips, asked somewhat bewilderedly, "What chance?"

Yan Zhen Guo reached out, his long fingers with thin calluses gently touching Gu Fuqiao’s red lips, and whispered, "What do you think?"

This blatant temptation was impossible for Gu Fuqiao not to understand, but fearing Yan Zhen Guo would pounce her again, she said, "Then how about you first put your hands behind your back, that’s more like it."

Yan Zhen Guo raised an eyebrow at this and did as Gu Fuqiao suggested.

When Gu Fuqiao saw it was about right, she quickly moved forward and planted a quick kiss on Yan Zhen Guo’s lips before swiftly dodging away.

Being overshadowed by Yan Zhen Guo’s pounce, Gu Fuqiao raised her chin towards him after retreating and said, "Hurry up and go, it’s getting late."

Yan Zhen Guo chuckled at seeing Gu Fuqiao hiding at the foot of the bed, then touched his own lips and said, "Alright, we’ll try harder when I get back."

Upon hearing the word "harder," Gu Fuqiao was a bit puzzled, "Try harder...harder at what?"

"Try harder to go home for New Year," Yan Zhen Guo said, turning his head to look at Gu Fuqiao as he reached the door.

Gu Fuqiao then remembered what Yan Zhen Guo mentioned last night, and she pursed her lips, saying, "Alright, alright, I got it, you go to work first!"

After saying this, she nicely persuaded Yan Zhen Guo to leave!

Yan Zhen Guo was gone, and Gu Fuqiao lay back on the bed, thinking to herself, "Of course, we need to have kids... but with Yan Zhen Guo’s voracious rhythm, we might be skinned and dismembered even before conceiving!"

"I wonder if I’ve conceived now, I’ll wait a few days and see if my period comes; if it doesn’t..." Gu Fuqiao smiled to herself, "I might be in for a long pregnancy ahead."

Just as Yan Zhen Guo stepped downstairs, he saw Chen Yong, and slightly raised an eyebrow, saying, "When did you start living here, not staying in the dormitory?"

"Hey!" Chen Yong walked up to Yan Zhen Guo and patted his shoulder once saying, "My wife and the others came over, so I moved here for the past three days, just living under your house. Look at you, you’re not concerned about me."

Yan Zhen Guo glanced at Chen Yong saying, "Come to my house for dinner tonight, I’ll have Ah Jiao cook."

"Can your Miss Jiao even cook?" Hearing this, Chen Yong immediately laughed twice.

At first, Yan Zhen Guo didn’t believe that Gu Fuqiao could cook, but now he did, and realized that without Gu Fuqiao, he had begun to develop a slight aversion to cooking like boiling noodles.

So, when she visits relatives, she really can’t stay away for too long.

Thinking this way, Yan Zhen Guo and Chen Yong went downstairs, neither had eaten yet, so they simply headed to the cafeteria.

Chen Yong noticed Yan Zhen Guo also going to the cafeteria and laughed, saying, "Miss Jiao didn’t cook for you?"

"Didn’t your wife not cook for you either?" Yan Zhen Guo countered.

Chen Yong chuckled, saying, "That’s different, my wife isn’t familiar with our kind of stove, so it’s normal here, as it’s not wood-burning, you know."

Yan Zhen Guo didn’t say anything more, and just as they reached the cafeteria entrance, two female comrades from the art troupe approached.

One of the female comrades, upon seeing Yan Zhen Guo, quickly showed a smile, and said something to the comrade beside her before approaching saying, "Captain Yan, hello!"

"Hello," Yan Zhen Guo glanced at the woman and politely said, "You are?"

The woman smiled and said, "I invited Captain Yan to dance at the party last night, but unfortunately Captain Yan refused me."

Chen Yong saw the female comrade and said, "Old Yan, you really should have agreed, if you can’t dance, you could learn from someone."

Yan Zhen Guo glanced at Chen Yong, who immediately stopped joking.

"Do you have any business?" Yan Zhen Guo didn’t intend to chat further with the female comrade, still thinking about unfinished tasks in the office.

And after lunch, he still had to take care of them.

The female comrade, seeing Yan Zhen Guo didn’t seem interested in talking to her, smiled politely and said, "No business, I just heard about Captain Yan’s impressive feats before, and wanted to meet you. I’m Zhu Min; now next time, I’ll recognize you!"

Meanwhile, after a brief nap, Gu Fuqiao got up and cleaned the house, tidying everything up before Chen Bajin came over excitedly to find her. She said, "Ah Jiao, Ah Jiao, you don’t know, it’s simply lucky one after another! Just now, the magazine sent me a letter, praising my novel, and inviting me to an author gathering."

Gu Fuqiao, knowing it must be akin to her last author gathering, said to Chen Bajin, "Somewhat boring, do you want to go?"

Of course, Chen Bajin wanted to go, even though she heard from Gu Fuqiao that it might be dull, she was still quite eager to go, given she’d heard many authors would attend, and mentioned to Gu Fuqiao that she was curious... at least attend it once.

Gu Fuqiao nodded saying, "You’re right, attending once is good, but there are some people with skewed worldviews there, just interact less with them, okay?" The person with a skewed worldview she referred to was Wang Yunqing.

Chen Bajin nodded saying she knew, and promised to bring delicious food back for Gu Fuqiao.

Hearing about the food tempted Gu Fuqiao, who hurriedly asked where it would be held, if it was different from before.

Chen Bajin mentioned the address, and Gu Fuqiao found it was the same location as the previous author gathering, feeling a bit disappointed, she said, "Really strange, this magazine is so rich; clearly held an author gathering last week, hosting another now."

"Hehe, frequently hosting is good, facilitating author bonding, and I want to see what those authors who only appear in books actually look like." Chen Bajin laughed saying.

In reality, appearances are no different two eyes, one nose, and a mouth; the only difference is writers might think more than ordinary people, but thinking more doesn’t mean they think all good things.