Prestigious Family Marriage: Uncle vs Young Wife

Just finished class at night.

Jing Boyuan’s phone came in, and the time was just right.

Ye Yinxin thought of the message from Professor Wu two hours ago, staring at the screen, Bo Yuan two words could not help but smack the corners.

Dou Weier saw her appearance of eating honey, and turned a blind eye.

The leaves slid down and the screen was answered.

On the mobile phone, the man’s low-pitched voice was first heard. “There is a dinner at night, you go home to eat and go to bed early.” After a pause, he added: “I will go home before 9:30.”

Ye Qingxin gently "hmm".

The voice reveals the sweet and sweet taste of the little girl.

Dou Weier couldn't help but rolled her eyes again, waiting for the leaves to hang up the phone, Dou Weier squirmed and stunned, touched her arms, and learned the tone of the leaves. , said: "What are you doing? What do you say to your big boss? You look at your face. I don’t know if you have eaten two barrels of honey. I will smell the sweetness of your body when I am far away. Greasy."

Ye Yinxin put away the phone and bowed his head to quietly organize the textbook.

The curvature of the corner of the mouth has not been lowered.

Jing Soso looked at the face of a happy little woman with a heart, and there was a hint of envy in her eyes.

At this point, the sky is getting dark.

The three did not take the bus, walked to the entrance of the cafeteria, Dou Weier looked at the road leading to the gate, and looked at the belly of the eye, said: "Do you want me to send you to the door? You are like this, still It’s really uncomfortable.”

Ye smiled, looked back and looked at the future behind her, saying: "There is her, what are you worried about."

After knowing the existence of tomorrow, Ye Zhixin could easily find the figure of tomorrow from the crowd. The other two bodyguards in the legend, she has not found out who it is.

It can be seen that the three people have more ability to disguise themselves. If it was not discovered by her tomorrow, I am afraid that she still does not know that she has followed three people.

Dou Weier glanced in the direction of tomorrow and said: "It is really difficult for her to follow you all the time. I have to wonder if she should go to the bathroom."

Ye smiled and said, "The sky is not early, go."

Today, Master Lu came to pick her up.

Back to the villa, the villa is empty, only Zhang Wei and Lu chef are there, four young people are missing, but it seems lonely and cold.

"Is the grandparents coming back?"

At the dinner table, Ye Qingxin held the bowl and asked Zhang Wei.

Zhang Weihui: "Mr. Yan Lao and Mr. Yan Lao came back at noon and gave you something to come back. It didn't take long before I left. Listening to Mrs. Yan's tone, Miss Gu is quite bad, don't eat or drink. Every day, relying on the nutrient solution to maintain life, it seems that it has suffered a lot."

"A good little girl, good temper, not too long, although the family is not the granddaughter of Mrs. Yan's own wife, Mrs. Yan is not bad for her. There is a relationship between this and the future. It’s hard to say now, without a leg, there are very few families that can accept her.”

"I hope she can meet a man who is really sincere to her." Zhang Hao's tone is very sorry.

After a while of silence, Zhang Wei said again: "Right, I will send you back to the room that Mrs. Yan sent you. She told me to tell you before she left. She told you to look at things and like it. Go back and call her back."

After eating the meal, the leaves looked at the paper bag on the coffee table in the master bedroom.

There is a small sweater inside, it is very soft to touch, the selection of the wool is used in the heart, the style of the confrontation is suitable for the baby to wear, the expected date of the leaf is in August, when the baby is four or five months, Just put it on.

When Mrs. Yan was accompanying Gu Jiao, she did not forget to knit a sweater for the child who had not yet been born. This carelessness caused the feeling of loss of Ye’s heart to be neglected slightly.

Ye Yinxin took the phone and dialed Mrs. Yan’s phone.

There were a lot of noises, and I only answered there.

Mrs. Yan’s voice is not very good, and the tone is trembling. “Heart, see the little sweater that Grandma gave you? Is this style OK? If you can, Grandma will weave two pieces according to this style, give it to my baby. One of the great grandsons."

Ye Qingxin did not answer her words and asked: "What happened to you? Is it what happened to Jiaojiao?"

Mrs. Yan’s sucking nose sucked her smile and said: “Nothing, you haven’t answered your grandmother’s question yet.”

Ye Qingxin knew that Mrs. Yan did not want bad emotions and things to affect her mood, and then she laughed and said, "Like, grandma's craftsmanship is great."

Mrs. Yan Lao: "You like it, well, it's not early, you go to bed earlier."

Hanging up the phone, Ye is sitting on the sofa and staring at the small sweater for a long time.

If you are a human being, you will have possessiveness.

Ye Qingxin and Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Yan recognized each other very soon, naturally I hope they can care more about themselves.

Everyone has an instinctive yearning and desire for their loved ones.

The Yanjia old couple has been guarding Gujiao in the hospital for a few days. Ye’s heart is a sense of loneliness that has been left out. Fortunately, she can think of anything, and it will not make her heart unbalanced or drill. The tip of the horn.

At nine o'clock in the night.

Ye leaned on the bed and flipped through the magazine, and there was a car engine sound outside.

After about ten minutes, Jingboyuan came up to push the door of the master bedroom.

Men's suit shirts, covered with dark gray coats, walked in with one hand, every move is the charm and stability of mature men.

Ye Qingxin sat up straight and smiled and asked: "Is porridge so delicious?"

Tonight, the head chef used the porridge of the old hen soup, and the old hen soup was stewed for a whole day. It was especially fragrant, and the leaves were so hot that Zhang Hao was hot on the pot, and Jingboyuan came back to eat.

He certainly didn't eat well at the wine table.

Jing Boyuan took off his watch and placed it on the coffee table, making a clear sound, and looking at the eyes of Ye’s heart and condemning it, “How can I still not sleep?”

Ye said with heart: "I will wait for you to say something, go take a shower, and I will tell you after washing."

"Tomorrow said." Jing Boyuan ordered.

Ye eagerly did not obey his words, said: "Now say."

In less than ten minutes, Jing Boyuan took a shower and went out in his pajamas, while rubbing his hair and sitting in the bed.

"Let's talk." The man's tone is a bit serious, as if Ye Zhixin is going to say something serious today, he can't pass this.

Ye Yuanxin was not scared by his harsh tone. He smiled and put down the magazine, and clung to the arm of Jing Boyuan. The soft and soft body attached to the man's arm, like a small feather falling into the calm lake. , pick up a circle of faint shackles.

Jingboyuan’s light is slowly and deeply.

His arms clearly felt the softness of the girl's chest.

Ye Yinxin's two big eyes bent into two crooked crescents. "I didn't want to get a message today. In March and April last year, Chen Yu'an confessed to me in the small park of Beijing and the hospital, just when I thought about how to refuse. Professor Wu called me back to school. I thought it was just a coincidence. Today I realized that someone was deliberate. You said, who is this so bad?"

Jingboyuan's calm and waveless eyelids moved slightly, and then fell into a deep and viscous state.

"What do you want to say." He faintly opened his mouth and his tone was flat and slow.

Ye’s heart chin rested in the position of Jingboyuan’s biceps, looking up at him with a small smile. “You said, is the person behind the destruction secretly crushing me?”

Jingboyuan’s expression is faint. “Maybe I am worried that you are being cheated.”

"Is it?" Ye said in the eyes of the heart, the smile is thicker. "How do you know that the person is worried that I am being cheated? I think he is secretly fond of me, or else he will not chase me to the city, you Say yes? Mr. Jing?"

Jingbo Yuan chuckles, a very pleasant smile.

Ye was in a good mood, and reached out to learn that Jingbo Yuan picked up her chin and provoked his chin. He shaved his beard in the morning and came out at night, feeling a little bit of a hand.

"Mr. Jing had been crushing me so early, I really felt flattered."

The girl ridiculed, did not let the man have the slightest embarrassment, he calmly looked into the depths of the eyes of the leaves, suddenly bowed his head and kissed her delicate lips.

The man just brushed his teeth, and the leaves tasted the cool minty taste in his mouth.

His tongue swept through every corner of her mouth.

Ye can't stand his teasing, and his breathing is getting thicker.

She is not a little girl who has not tasted anything, and her little hand reaches into the man's pajamas and purposefully caresses him.

The man's breathing has become more hurried, and he is obviously much calmer than the messy leaves.

At the moment when Jingbo’s tongue pulled away from his mouth, Ye’s lips slipped from his thin lips to his ear, and while the girl’s scent was spilling into the man’s ear, her hand reached into the man’s sleep. The pockets of the pants, slammed into the bottom of the pocket. "I miss, what about you?"

Jingboyuan’s hustle and bustle was deeper.

The kiss falls directly on the sensitive earlobe of the leaf and between the neck.

Jingboyuan is restrained, very light and slow.

In the mood of confusion, Ye Qingxin suddenly remembered the centennial celebration, she gasped and said intermittently: "B big September, 100 years of school celebration, I want to invite you to a successful entrepreneur from the big b to give a college student They talk about the road to success. Do you know if Mr. Jing is willing to show his face?"

After taking a breath, she said again: "Well, this is what Professor Wu asked me to ask you. He said that the school has already sent you an invitation letter. You have not given a reply here."

Jingbo Yuan suddenly worried, "Is there a heart and mind?"

The leaves gnawed their lips and couldn't help but whisper.

Afterwards, Ye Yin didn't want to move, let Jing Boyuan hold her to the shower room.

After washing, she crouched in his arms, neither of them wore pajamas, the skin was closest to each other, and she couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction.

This man is not good at power, financial strength, or physical strength.

Although Jing Boyuan was restrained, she did not reach her peak, but the intimate feelings have already made her psychologically satisfied.

"Bo Yuan." The light in the master bedroom was turned off. In the darkness, she called him softly.

"Ok."

"What do you think of the 100-year anniversary invitation to go to school?"

Jing Boyuan took Ye’s heart to his arms and said, “I didn’t see the invitation. I will ask the people below tomorrow.”

The meaning of this is to agree.

Ye smiled. "If you don't want to go, no one will force you. Don't do things because you don't want to do it. Of course, if you are willing, I won't stop it."

Jing Boyuan: "You will think for me."

Ye Qingxin: "This is not for your consideration. I really think so. I don't like others to use emotions to force me to do things I don't want to do. In turn, I can't take your feelings for me and ask you for this. Asking you, isn't it?"

Jing Boyuan heard this and couldn't help but laugh.

The scorpion of the little girl's open-mindedness won his heart.

In the next few days, somehow, the weather in Beijing suddenly warmed up.

Spring is on the campus, and Ye is worried about catching a cold, always wrapped in a down jacket.

April 5, Ching Ming Festival, happens to be Sunday.

The Yanjia and Shengjia old couples took Ye Zhixin and Jingboyuan to the mountain to sweep the tomb.

The Sheng family has a private cemetery, and Sheng Wenjun and Yan Yan are buried in a private cemetery in the Sheng family.

For the first time, Ye Yinxin saw her own biological parents. On the tombstone, the photos of the two men were baptized in the years, but they were slightly dim, but they were still clear. The woman was gentle and graceful, and the man was handsome and handsome.

Ye Yinxin does not know what his mood is, very complicated, a heart is like a bubble in the water, sinking and floating, no stop.

She burned paper to them and respected one person for three heads.

Very loud kind.

I don't know if my forehead is hurting, or my heart is hurting. The last one is finished, and the leaves are full of tears.

"Dad, Mom, thank you." She choked and said, "Give me two lives."

Once, twenty-one years ago, she gave birth to her.

Once, 18 years ago, gave her hope of life.

Jingboyuan followed the leaves to give Shengwenjun and Yan Yan a head, not the slightest perfunctory, sincere.

Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Sheng couldn’t help but shed tears.

Mrs. Yan said, "Oh, you have a spirit in heaven, and you can return to your heart after 18 years of blessing. You must also bless her to give birth to a child safely, and bless her in this life without disaster, and her health is smooth and healthy. ”

When she left, Ye squinted at the tombstone and said to Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Sheng, "I want to engrave my name on the right."

Her name should be in the place where the child should be.

Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Sheng smiled gratifiedly and agreed to this.

Coming back from the private cemetery, the atmosphere in the car was somewhat suppressed.

Jingboyuan drove, Ye Yinxin sat in the co-pilot, and the two old people sat in the back seat. Song Yuting still followed Mrs. Yan at any time.

When the car drove into the city, Mrs. Yan’s old man’s cell phone suddenly rang, the ringing tone was very loud, and the very bright moon above the moon.

She took out the mobile phone and answered the phone. The voice of the mobile phone was very loud. Ye Qingxin sat in front and heard the words from the other side. "Yang Grandma, you are coming, the wind is bullying the cousin, you have to retire with your cousin, and it is especially difficult to talk."

Mrs. Yan’s face changed. “You are going to watch Jiaojiao. She is not in good health. Don’t let her go wrong. I will come right away.”

The phone was too late to hang, and Mrs. Yan’s wife went to Jingbo: “Ayuan, fast! Go to the hospital, someone is bullying my family!”

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