Chapter 34

Ye Qingxin is surrounded by jingboyuan in his arms. He presses his hand under the faucet, pouring cold water gently. The cool touch replaces the pain.

His embrace is generous and warm. Like his people, it gives people a reliable and reassuring feeling.

His nose is full of the faint smell of tobacco and male hormones, which makes Ye Qingxin feel hot and uncomfortable.

"I'll do it myself..."

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

Ye Qingxin earned a few times, but didn't move. He bit his lip and didn't struggle any more.

His strength is too great. His arms are made of copper and iron. Where can a little girl shake them?

The kitchen was very quiet. There was only the sound of the water, and... The slight breathing overhead.

She looked up quietly.

Jingboyuan is a head taller than her. From her point of view, he happens to see his delicate and perfect chin. People say that this is the ugliest angle of a person, but jingboyuan is still very handsome, almost 360 degrees without dead angle. Moreover, his serious and dedicated expression adds a bit of charm to him.

Ye Qingxin turns her eyes and her heart beats a little fast.

She was in a tight position until the doorbell rang.

Jingboyuan let go of her hand and told her, "I'll open the door and you'll continue to rush."

Ye Qingxin quietly relieved, nodded and answered: "well."

If he doesn't let her go, she really doubts whether she will be nervous to death.

After a while, a doctor like man in a white coat came in with Jing Boyuan.

"Fortunately, it was washed with cold water in time. The wound was just red and swollen. It didn't matter." The doctor drugged Ye Qingxin's hand and bandaged it up again. "Remember to avoid taking some light food during this period of time. Apply the scald ointment twice a day. Clean the wound with Iodophor before applying the ointment."

After a pause, he added: "and, from now on, don't let the wound get soaked."

Then the doctor put the burn ointment and iodophor, and a bag of medical swabs on the table.

Ye Qingxin said with a smile, "thank you, doctor. How much are these?"

"Mrs. Jing is a real joker." The doctor put down the medicine box, handed over a business card with both hands, and said with a smile, "this is my business card. If you have any questions, you can call me at any time. Have a good rest, and I won't disturb Mr. and Mrs. Jing."

Ye Qingxin Lengleng took the business card, immediately reaction, busy explanation: "you misunderstood, I'm not Mrs. Jing."

Jing Boyuan gave her a light look and explained in a voice: "she is my friend."

Both parties denied it, and the doctor apologized in a hurry: "sorry, girl, don't mind."

Ye Qingxin smiles and shakes his head.

Jing Boyuan sent the doctor out of the house. The doctor bowed respectfully to him and said, "Mr. Jing, please stay."

Jing Boyuan stopped, "slow down."

Seeing the doctor walk out of the villa door, he turned back.

He doesn't like private places where there are too many people wandering around. Every time he comes here, Aunt Zhang will go home. He is the only one in the villa. Sometimes he goes to the old house, sometimes to the hotel, and sometimes he does it himself.

Cooking by yourself is also a pleasure in life.

The appearance of Ye Qingxin is an exception.

In the kitchen, ye Qingxin takes a bag to pick up pieces of porcelain. She has no research on porcelain, but the bowl is blue in pattern, delicate and beautiful, with a circle of golden edges around the mouth. I don't know if it's expensive.

The room is well heated. The girl is wearing a white fluffy sweater and her hair is tied into a shaggy ball. She slightly lowers her head. The lines of her neck are smooth and beautiful, and she is faint in pearl color under the light.

Jingboyuan looked away, walked over, squatted down, reached for the bag in her hand, "let me."

Ye Qingxin hid for a while, "I'll just clean up, you wait, I'll cook noodles for you later."

Jing Boyuan's hand empties, pauses and gets up.

But he didn't leave and just stood.

Ye Qingxin's Yu Guangli is his slender legs, standing there with a sense of existence, which makes her feel nervous.

When she managed to clean up the mess under pressure, he was still there.

Ye Qingxin hesitated for a moment, raised a bag of broken porcelain pieces and asked him, "how much is this bowl? I'll pay you. "

Rich people's bowls are certainly not cheap.

Jing Boyuan put his hands in his pockets and looked at her deeply.

Ye Qingxin was worried by his deep eyes. She didn't understand porcelain, but the bowl looked like a bit of blue and white porcelain, and it was old... "Should it be, shouldn't it be antique?"

I don't think so? Who put antiques in cupboards? Don't they all keep them as treasures?

Jing Boyuan has a panoramic view of her complex facial changes. Her small face, which has always been calm and quiet, is full of all kinds of emotions. It's very wonderful, very... Human, and a little cute.

It took him a long time to give the answer: "No."

Excellent! Ye Qingxin breathed a sigh of relief, his face turned overcast and clear, and a touch of light joy appeared, "how much is this? I'll take care of it. "

"No, a bowl is not worth money."

The owner of the bowl said that he would not investigate. Ye Qingxin didn't insist on it any more. He turned around and threw the bag of broken porcelain pieces into the garbage can.

Turn around again and find that Jing Boyuan is wearing an apron for himself.

It's a hand cooking gesture.

Ye Qingxin hastened to stop, "Mr. Jing, you go to have a rest. I'll make the meal."

Jing Boyuan took a deep look at her and said coolly, "I don't have so many bowls for you."

Ye Qingxin

Is he dismissing her clumsiness?

Jingbo takes out the ingredients, cleans and cuts the vegetables. It's very common for him to do so, but he becomes elegant, natural and pleasing to the eye.

Ye Qingxin was so absorbed that he forgot the pain in his hand.

I didn't expect that a big man like him could cook.

I'm curious, what kind of woman will such an excellent man marry in the future?

All of a sudden.

Whoa! The sound of vegetables into the oil pan calls back Ye Qingxin's mind. She is a little embarrassed. She even looks at jingboyuan and gets lost.

Jingboyuan focuses on cooking, should not find that she is looking at him?

She was hired to work. As a result, she stood aside and had nothing to do. Instead, she let her employer cook. This is really unreasonable.

Even if she's afraid she won't be allowed to cook, she'll have to do it.

"What can I do for you?"

Jing Boyuan didn't even look at her. He said, "don't make trouble."

Ye Qingxin

Well, since she doesn't need to cook, she should clean the villa. Aunt Zhang is not here today. I don't know if she can finish cleaning the area she is responsible for in half a day.

Just two steps.

"Where to?" Jingboyuan asked her.

"I'll do the cleaning."

"Eat first."

Huh? Ye Qingxin Leng Leng, for a moment did not understand what he meant.

But soon she understood, because she saw Jing Boyuan take out two soup bowls and divide the noodles into two bowls.

"I've had lunch."

"Come here."

“……”

In the end, ye Qingxin was forced to eat today's second lunch by jingboyuan.