Prestigious Family Marriage: Uncle vs Young Wife

Ye Qingxin looked at the tall back that was standing in front of him, and for a moment, returned to God, leaving Jing Boyuan's attention away from him, leaving quietly.

Jing Boyuan and the middle-aged man had finished their greetings. When they looked back, the little girl slipped away.

He chuckled his lips and looked a little helpless, and entered the bathroom with his long legs.

The middle-aged man realized afterwards, suddenly remembered why the little beauty was so familiar before. There was a rumor in the circle that Jing Boyuan had a 20-year-old fiancee. He had never had a chance to see it. Seen far away Jing Boyuan was with a girl.

The figure of the girl is very similar to that of the waiter just now.

The middle-aged man patted his chest and carefully recalled the expression on the face of Jing Boyuan just now. He didn't seem to be angry. Shouldn't he not retaliate?

What's more, just now that I was not okay, I just pulled Mrs. Mirai's wrist

The middle-aged man was hypnotizing himself. It wasn't until three days later that the stock market of his company suddenly plunged, and he almost stopped falling several times before he realized that he was too optimistic.

Of course, this is the last word.

Besides, Ye Qingxin stayed in the back kitchen all the time after returning. The waiter who listened to the banquet room complained that Jing Boyuan had gone, and her entire talents were relaxed.

Until ten o'clock in the evening, everyone got off work with a sigh of sigh.

There is no direct bus or subway from the hotel to B University. You have to take the subway first and then transfer to the bus.

As Ye Qingxin walked to the subway station not far from the hotel, she lowered her head and dug out four coins from her wallet. Suddenly, she seemed to feel something. She turned her head and looked forward, under a landscape light five meters away from her. Jing Boyuan Standing there with a one-handed copy pocket, a tall woman stood in front of him, happily talking to him with something.

He lowered his head slightly, lit a cigarette with his hand between his cigarettes, no impatience on his face, and even a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, very graceful and generous.

Ye Qing trembled for a moment.

This man really has the temperament of attracting bees and butterflies. The woman is a welcome foreman in the hotel. She is very beautiful. Ye Qingxin said a few words to her. Her voice is very sloppy, and most people will crisp their bones. That kind.

Ye Qingxin pursed his lips for a moment and was about to retract his gaze. Jing Boyuan had already turned his head to look around and met his eyes. Ye Qingxin wanted to turn around and go another way, it seemed too deliberate.

She was wondering if this was the right time to say hello. The man five meters away lifted his feet and walked towards her. Ye Qingxin looked at the man who was walking in front of him, and tore the corner of his mouth, revealing a calm smile. , "Mr. Jing, what a coincidence."

Jing Boyuan stared at her estranged little face for a few seconds, and the tone of her voice revealed the majesty of the elders, "When did you become so rude?"

Ye Qing's eyebrows narrowed, and he puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Jing Boyuan didn't know when he smoked a cigarette and bit it in his mouth. There was wind at night. He guarded the lighter's flame and lit himself a cigarette. He took a deep breath and looked back at Ye Qingxin, saying, "Others helped you. Did you even thank you? "

He was talking about something outside the bathroom at noon.

Ye Qing clenched the four coins in his hand, stared at his toes, and said quietly, "Thank you for your help."

Jing Boyuan reached out to lift the girl's thin chin, stretched out the hand holding the cigarette, and carried the girl's waist to the front. His tone was full of oppression. "No one has taught you. You should watch when you say thank you Towards each other. "

The thick smell of tobacco burning into Ye Qingxin's breath, her frown slightly.

At the beginning, he also smoked, but she never smelled such a thick smell of smoke on him.

When the woman who originally talked to Jing Boyuan saw the situation under the landscape lights, she could not understand where she left her mouth and left with interest.

When she was off work, she saw Jing Boyuan standing alone smoking under a landscape light, and it seemed to be waiting for someone. She just came to her with luck, who knew that before he said a few words, Ye Qingxin appeared. As soon as Ye Qingxin appeared, the man immediately left her.

Ye Qingxin gently lifted his hand holding his chin and holding his waist, carefully looking at Jing Boyuan's eyes, and sincerely thanked him again, "Thank you for your help."

In other words, she said without a pause: "Just, I have nothing to do with President Jing. In the future, I also ask President Jing to respect me and please respect yourself."

Jing Boyuan watched the girl's stubborn stubbornness to draw a clear line with herself, but she was very angry, but she laughed loudly, and fluttered the topic: "Let's go."

This is to send her back to school.

Ye Qing smiled, "I will go back to the subway by myself."

Jing Boyuan smoked his cigarette and smashed his cigarette **** on the sole of his leather shoes. Yun Danfeng said lightly: "Then take the subway."

Ye Qingxin stood still.

Jing Boyuan squinted at her, "Want me to hug you?"

Ye Qingxin: ""

In the past, from ten to eleven, there were still many people in subway stations.

Today I do n’t know why there is no one. The entire platform is empty, only two of them.

The glass door on the platform clearly reflected the two figures, Jing Boyuan stood behind her, a pair of deep eyes fixedly looked down at her, the space was open, but Ye Qingxin felt like he was locked in a small space. , Uncomfortable.

Smell of smoke passed into her nose, and as he walked all the way, the smoke in his hand was never broken.

In addition to relieving cravings and refreshing, men's smoking is also sometimes used to ease emotions.

Jing Boyuan smoked a cigarette, squeezed a cigarette from his pocket, and squeezed a cigarette into his mouth.

Ye Qingxin stared at Jing Boyuan reflected in the glass door. After all, he couldn't hold back his mouth, "Don't smoke."

The man's action of igniting was delayed for a moment. The hand holding the lighter took the smoke out of his mouth, took a step forward, held Ye Qingxin's waist, and pressed back hard. The girl's soft body stuck into the man's broad arms.

Ye Qing struggled subconsciously.

Jing Boyuan was able to hold her tightly with one arm, leaning down and exhaling in her ear, "care about me?"

Ye Qingxin's cheeks were flushed. She didn't know if she was ashamed or struggling. She snorted without a word.

"Have you missed me for the last few days?" The man's voice rang in her ears, and a warm breath spilled into her ears, itching and numb, making her want to escape from his control.

"No." Ye Qingxin slammed his copper-cast iron arm.

"Oh." Jing Boyuan chuckled above her head. "No?"

The hand holding the lighter and the cigarette stuck in her shirt collar suddenly, her little finger hooked a platinum chain, "don't want me, what do you do with it?"

Ye Qingxin bit her lower lip, and her ears gradually became hot.

The letter necklace Jing Boyuan gave her was worn by her.

At this time.

The subway came with a bang.

Jing Boyuan let go of her, and she seemed to be in a good mood. Her eyebrows were stained with light colors, her mouth was biting on the unlit cigarette, but she didn't light up anymore. She just looked down and looked down in front of her. Little girl with head down.

The girl is wearing a slim white shirt with a khaki a-line skirt, and the shirt hem is tucked into the skirt waist. Although not a big name, she wins because she has a long body. She has the feeling of wearing a floor stand as a famous brand. She is young and beautiful. , Full of vitality.

The subway door was opened, and no one came out. Ye Qingxin lowered his head and didn't look up, only to feel that nobody seemed to come out. He lifted his feet and walked in, because the heart was so messy that he didn't even see the road clearly.

There was a weird touch under the feet, soft, like the feeling of stepping on a carpet, and a strong floral fragrance on the tip of the nose.

She glanced back and looked intently. There was a layer of purple roses under her feet, and she lifted her head into the ocean of flowers.

Everything in the carriage that can be seen by the naked eye is covered by purple rose flowers. Apart from purple or purple, except for flowers or flowers, a whole section of the carriage is paved. On the ground in the center, there is also a huge bunch of fiery red roses.

Several flowers under his feet had been deformed by Ye Qingxin.

She suddenly understood why there was no one on the platform. All this, no need to know who made it.

Jing Boyuan saw the interior of the carriage, but Jianmei frowned slightly.

Ye Qingxin turned his head to look at him, his eyes flashed with a strange light, "What did you do?"

Although she already had the answer in her heart, she asked subconsciously.

In her cognition, Jing Boyuan is a practical person, and never does these flamboyant, unrealistic and impractical things. To make things worse, she doesn't understand romance.

This out, unlike his acting style.

Jing Boyuan looked at the bright light emitted from the girl's eyes, and pursed her lips without making a sound, which seemed to Ye Qingxin to be the default.

She couldn't figure out what emotion she was at this time, a little complicated, and a little bit happy.

Even if she was young, she experienced things that people might not experience in a lifetime, but she was there, no matter how calm and mature a 20-year-old girl is, she is also a little girl, like most young girls Deep in my heart, I yearn for some beautiful and romantic things.

Ye Qing carefully stepped on the beautiful delicate flowers, and suddenly felt a little distressed.

How wasteful.

The subway door slammed shut and the subway started. Ye Qingxin didn't stand firmly for a moment. Jing Boyuan stepped forward to catch her crooked body.

The man's arms are thick and warm, the arms holding her body are strong and strong, Ye Qingxin's cheeks are reddish, his eyebrows are a bit shy, and I don't know if he was disturbed by the sudden romance. She didn't push him away in time, nor did she Keep your distance from him.

Jing Boyuan was keenly aware of the subtle changes in Ye Qing's heart. He reached out to evoke the girl's skinny chin, and rubbed his delicate skin with his thumb. "Like?"

Ye Qing's eyes fell on the huge red rose not far away.

Jing Boyuan followed her line of sight to see the past. To see what attracted the girl's attention, he chuckled his lips, held Ye Qingxin to stand, stepped forward, crouched down and held the bunch of red roses. Come back into Ye Qingxin's arms.

Ye Qingxin didn't miss roses.

It was just someone else's gift, and there was no violent impact from this man.

Moreover, Jing Boyuan is a person who never sends flowers. Suddenly sending flowers is extremely precious and more impactful, psychological, and emotional.

Ye Qingxin's **** and white eyes seemed to have a layer of mist, hazy, revealing the tenderness of a little daughter.

She didn't know how Jing Boyuan kissed her lips.

The mature man's body smell was mixed with the smell of tobacco and filled her mouth and nose, and her hot tongue was tangled in with her, and her body was close to each other and tightly stitched.

Ye Qingxin sank in his tender and hot kiss almost instantly.

Along the way, no one came up again. Every platform that passed by was empty and there was no one.

Exiting from the subway station, Ye Qing was so heartbroken that Jing Boyuan took him into a car, and then he was sent to the dormitory downstairs.

No one else is in the dormitory.

Ye Qingxin sat in his chair, staring at the huge bunch of red roses on the table.

Things went beyond her expectations.

There was the smell and temperature left by the man in his mouth. The moment Jing Boyuan kissed her, she clearly realized that she really wanted him so much.

The thought that originally adhered to my heart was crumbling at this moment.

Does she really want to watch him marry and have children with other women?

but.

Grandma Jing wants to take care of her grandson so much, and treats her so well. How can she bear to make the elderly sad and cry.

She also couldn't let Jing Boyuan do it for her, and she wouldn't even have a delivery person in the future.

The ancients had three filial pieties, and no queen was great.

Ye Qingxin raised his hand to cover his forehead, and the cold temperature on his hand knocked off the heat on the forehead.

for a long time.

She got up and threw the bunch of roses into the trash can.

There is no need to turn off the lights regularly on holiday nights.

Ye Qingxin came out of the bath, washed his clothes, dried his hair and prepared to sleep. After passing through the trash can, his footsteps were delayed, and then he turned off the lights and went to bed.

midnight.

She got up and got out of bed, took the bunch of roses out of the trash can, and set it on the desk.

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Yao is going to be fine tomorrow, so happy