Prestigious Family Marriage: Uncle vs Young Wife

Ye Yinxin was surrounded by Jingboyuan in his arms, his hands were pressed under the tap, and the cold water was gently poured down. The cool touch replaced the pain.

His arms are generous and warm, like his people, giving a trustworthy feeling of peace of mind.

The breath is filled with the faint smell of tobacco and the smell of male hormones in the man. This taste is inexplicable and makes the leaves feel hot and unrealistically earned.

"I, I will come by myself..."

"Don't move!" Jingbo Yuanshi did not move, and the tone was as serious as ever.

Ye plunged a few times and did not make a move, biting his lip and no longer struggling.

His strength is too big, his arm is cast with iron and iron, where is her little girl can shake?

The kitchen is very quiet, only the sound of the water, and the slight breathing of the head.

She quietly looked up.

Jingboyuan is taller than her. From her point of view, she just saw his exquisite and perfect chin. People said that this is the ugliest angle of the people. Jingboyuan is still handsome, and it is almost three. There are no dead ends in one hundred and sixty degrees, and his expression is serious and focused, which adds a little charm to him.

The leaves turned their eyes and the heartbeat was a little faster.

This posture that kept her tight and tight until the doorbell rang.

Jingboyuan loosened her hand and yelled at her: "I am going to open the door, and you continue to rush."

Ye’s heart sighed quietly and nodded. “Yeah.”

He will not let go of her again, she really doubts whether she will be nervous.

In a short while, a man dressed like a white coat of doctors followed Jingboyuan.

"Fortunately, I rinsed in cold water in time, and the wound was just a little red and swollen. It didn't matter." The doctor gave the medicine to the leaves and wrapped them up. "Remember to avoid this time, eat some light, burn the cream every day." Two times, wash the wound with iodophor before applying the medicine."

When he paused, he added: "And, from now on, don't get soaked in the wounds."

Saying, the doctor put a scald cream and iodophor, and a bag of medical cotton swabs on the table.

Ye smiled and said: "Thank you doctor, how much is this?"

"Mr. Jing is really joking." The doctor put down the packed medicine box and handed over a business card with both hands. He smiled and said: "This is my business card. If you have any questions, you can call me at any time. If you take a rest, I will Don't bother Mr. Jing and Mrs. Jing."

Ye took the business card and immediately responded, and explained: "...you misunderstood, I am not Mrs. Jing."

Jingboyuan glanced at her faintly and explained: "She is my friend."

Both parties denied it, and the doctor hurriedly apologized: "Sorry, the girl doesn't mind."

Ye smiled and shook his head.

Jing Boyuan sent the doctor out of the foreign house door. The doctor bent down at him respectfully and said: "Mr. Jing please stay."

Jingboyuan stopped, "slow down."

When he saw the doctor coming out of the villa door, he turned back.

He doesn't like to live in private places. There are too many people to sway. Every time he comes here, Zhang Hao will go home. The whole villa is only his own. He sometimes goes to the old house to eat, sometimes goes to the hotel, and sometimes he personally Hands-on.

Cooking by yourself is also a pleasure in life.

The emergence of Ye Qingxin is an exception.

In the kitchen, Ye Qingxin took the bag and smashed the porcelain. She didn't have any research on the porcelain, but the bowl was blue, delicate and beautiful, and the bowl of the mouth was golden, and I don't know if it is expensive.

The room was very heated. The girl was wearing a white furry sweater and her hair was plunged into a puffed ball. She lowered her head slightly, and the exposed neckline was smooth and beautiful, and the pearl was dizzy under the light.

Jingbo Yuan removed his gaze and walked over. He knelt down and reached for the bag in her hand. "Let me come."

Ye eager to hide, "I will clean up, you wait, I will cook the noodles for you later."

Jing Boyuan’s hand was caught empty, and he got up and got up.

But he did not leave, just stood still.

In the lingering leaves of the leaves, he is a slender leg, standing there with a sense of presence, making her feel nervous.

When she finally managed to pack the mess with pressure, he was still there.

Ye sighed for a moment, raised a bag of broken porcelain and asked him: "How much is this bowl... I will pay you."

The bowl of rich people, the price is certainly not cheap.

Jing Boyuan took his hands and looked at her.

Ye’s heart was sharply touched by his deep eyes. She didn’t understand porcelain, but the bowl looked like a little blue-and-white porcelain, and the old one... “It should be, it’s not antique?”

Shouldn't it? Who puts the antiques in the cupboard, aren't they all saved as treasure?

Jing Boyuan has a panoramic view of her complex face changes. The calm and quiet face is full of emotions at the moment. It is very exciting, very...some people, and a little cute.

For a long time, he gave the answer: "No."

Great! The leaves are full of sorrow, the face turns cloudy and clear, and there is a touch of ecstasy. "How much is this? I will be responsible."

"No, a bowl, not worth it."

The owner of the bowl said that he was not pursued, and Ye Qingxin did not insist on insisting on the high ground. He turned and threw the bag of broken porcelain into the trash can.

Then turned around and found Jingbo Yuan to give himself an apron.

That is the posture to cook.

Ye is busy stopping, "You always go to rest, I will do it."

Jing Boyuan glanced at her deeply and said coolly: "I don't have so many bowls to drop you."

Ye Qingxin: "..."

Is he abandoning her clumsy?

Jingbo Yuanli took out the ingredients, cleaned and chopped vegetables, and obviously had unusual movements. However, he became elegant and chic, and he was very pleasing.

The leaves are fascinated by the gods, and the pain in the hands is forgotten.

I really didn't expect that a big man like him would actually cook.

Very curious, such a good man, what kind of woman will be a wife in the future?

Suddenly.

Hey! The sound of a dish into the pan recalled the thoughts of the leaves, she was a little embarrassed, she actually looked at Jingbo Yuan to see God.

Jingboyuan is focused on cooking. Shouldn't she find that she is watching him?

Quietly squatting in the past, so that she is also hired to work, and as a result, she is standing on the side and doing nothing, let the employer cook, this is really unreasonable.

Even if she was afraid that she would drop the bowl and not let her cook, she would have to start.

"What can I help?"

Jingbo Yuan did not look at her, directly rude: "Do not add chaos."

Ye Qingxin: "..."

Well, since she doesn't need to cook, she went to clean the villa. Today, Zhang Wei is not there. I don't know if I can clean the area she is responsible for in half a day.

Just two steps.

"Where?" Jing Boyuan asked her.

"I am going to be hygienic."

"eat first."

Uh? Ye sighed and groaned, and did not understand what he meant.

But soon she understood, because she saw Jingboyuan take out two soup bowls and put the noodles in the pot into two bowls.

"I have had lunch."

"Come here."

"..."

In the end, Ye Yinxin was forced by Jingboyuan’s arrogance and ate the second lunch today.

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The comment area is so cold that I have to suspect that there is no cuteness at all.