Chapter 68

Jingboyuan body with heart, stroking Ye Qingxin hairy head, voice gently said: "get on the car."

Eyes, with light doting.

Ye Qingxin's heart beat so fast that he almost jumped out of his throat. His heart was bubbling with joy. His eyes were bright and his mouth was high.

But all of a sudden, the scene of jingboyuan and Yu Qingyou walking into the coffee shop in the afternoon flashed through her mind. Her face changed, her eyes darkened, and the rising radian of her mouth drooped.

My chest is full of pain.

She lowered her eyes, pressed down her heart, and then raised her eyes. Her eyes were as calm as a mirror.

Step back and run from the palm of his hand.

"Thank you, Mr. Jing, but no trouble." She looked at the direction of the bus and said, "the bus I'm waiting for has come."

Jingbo yuan frowned invisibly, took back his empty hand, inserted it into his trouser pocket, and stood like this, staring at Ye Qingxin with penetrating eyes, as if to see her heart.

Ye Qingxin was uncomfortable with his eyes, and he didn't dare to look at him.

After a while, the bus came to a stop.

People on the bus continued to get on the bus.

Ye Qingxin said to Jing Boyuan, "goodbye, Mr. Jing." Then he bowed his head and quickly passed him, and ran to the front door of the bus.

The next moment.

Bang! She crashed into a hard chest.

Ye Qingxin bumps into the bridge of his nose and tears almost fall down.

When she comes back, where is the shadow of the bus? Miraculously, the people on the platform walked away.

Just her and jingboyuan.

As she rubbed her nose, she retreated again, far away from him, and her resistance was obvious.

Looking at jingboyuan's eyes, there was a touch of coldness and displeasure, "what does Jingzong mean?"

It's human. It's human.

What do you mean he stopped her from getting in?

Does he want to send her? She doesn't even have the right to refuse?

Jing Boyuan was acutely aware of her displeasure, and her eyes sank.

Follow her backward steps and step forward.

He was tall and broad, giving people a heavy sense of oppression, ye Qingxin only felt the pressure on his head was great, so he couldn't help retreating again.

Jing Boyuan goes further.

As if intentionally or unintentionally, ye Qingxin was forced to the route sign beside the station sign, and there was no way back.

Jing Boyuan raises his right hand to support Ye Qingxin's neck, and his movements are a bit domineering and ruffian.

Ye Qingxin's body was stiff, and suddenly he was so nervous that his mouth was dry.

I was knocked by the wall.

The night wind seems to be stirring at the moment.

She swallowed hard. Her voice was like a kitten. It was heartwarming. "Mr. Jing, what are you doing..."

Jing Boyuan's eyes were a little deeper, slightly bent, and slowly approached, until he almost fell in love with Ye. The tip of his nose was close to the tip of his nose. His posture was ambiguous, and his eyes were so dark that they almost dropped ink.

Among them, there seems to be some forbearance.

For a moment, he opened his lips and said, "why do you want to avoid me? I'm a monster? "

Speaking, warm breathing sprinkles on Ye Qingxin's face.

Make ye Qingxin's ears hot and her heart beat fiercer. She subconsciously turns her head to avoid his breath.

Hearing Jing Boyuan's question, she was stunned.

Yes, she intended to avoid him, but if she didn't, was she going to fly moths to the fire?

She has self-knowledge.

He is such a man, not she can go to provoke, a careless, may be black and white outcome.

Ye Qingxin's hands on the route sign slowly curl up, and his nails slide through the glass with sharp pain.

Her stubborn silence makes jingboyuan's eyes more and more dark, which makes people palpitating.

For a long time.

"Get in the car."

He said.

This time, it's imperative.

There is no resistance.

At this time, several people waiting for the bus from the platform are looking at him with different eyes. It seems that there is a whisper coming. Ye Qingxin looks up at jingboyuan's non-negotiable expression, lowers his head, listens to him like a daughter-in-law, opens the back door and sits in.

That small appearance is inexplicably attractive.

Jing Boyuan's deep eyes flashed a touch of satisfaction.

The night scene outside the car window glides fluently through Ye Qingxin's eyes. Her face is calm, but her heart is already in a mess.

Unknowingly, it's big B.

The car stopped.

Ye Qingxin didn't say thanks as usual. Instead, she looked at jingboyuan seriously and said solemnly: "Mr. Jing, thank you very much for your care during this period of time. However, I implore you not to drop me off in the future."

The word "Shun Lu" instantly widens the distance between them.

Jing Boyuan turned his head, his deep eyes fixed on her for a moment.

Ye Qingxin cheered up, facing his unpredictable eyes, and then said: "I'm afraid Miss Yu will misunderstand me and bring you trouble."

Jing Boyuan is a wise man.

Some words don't need to be too clear, he will understand.

After that, ye Qingxin nodded to him, pushed the door open and got off.

He now has a girlfriend, and she, hiding the idea of humanity for him, should not take his car.

Neither emotion nor reason is suitable.

Besides, her heart, will suffer.

It's really hard.

Ye Qingxin bit his lip, bowed his head toward the gate, grabbed the hand of the backpack, and his joints were white.

It's just that I didn't take a few steps.

The wrist was caught suddenly.

Ye Qingxin is forced to stop. Next moment, a brute force takes her to turn around.

Jing Boyuan stands tall and long legged, holding her hand firmly in his big hand. His eyes are deep and calm, mixed with the emotion that ye Qingxin can't understand. "Qingyou and I are just friends."

After a pause, he added, "ordinary friends."

Ye Qingxin a Leng, and then lowered his head, light mouth: "Oh."

The voice can't hear anything, like a cup of cold white open, dull quiet.

Jing Boyuan just looked at her.

The night overhead was dark.

It's less than ten o'clock now. The light at the gate is dim and many people come and go.

There was a moment of silence.

Ye Qingxin gently broke away the confinement of jingboyuan, and his attitude became colder and colder. "There's nothing wrong with Jingzong, so I'll go back. Goodbye."

Jingboyuan tightens her empty fingers, and her deep eyes stare at her slim and graceful back. When she disappears in the field of vision, he still doesn't move, just like a sculpture. His eyes are always focused on the place where ye Qingxin disappears.

Many of the girls who passed by could not help looking back step by step, blushing and looking at his beautiful face again and again.

For a long time.

He went back to the car, took out a cigarette and a lighter from the compartment, and lit a cigarette with a click.

The car stopped at the side of the road, the window was open, and the cool wind poured in, blowing away the smell of smoke. He just sat in the car smoking, one by one.

Soon, a lot of smoke fell out of the window.

I don't know how long later, jingboyuan glanced at the navigator. It was almost half past ten.

At this time, ye Qingxin should have finished washing and ready to sleep.

He took out his cell phone, edited a text message, selected the recipient and click send.

Text message, only five words.

——Go to bed early. Good night.

After the successful delivery, jingboyuan quickly and smoothly started the car and went away.

Although he has been in business for more than ten years, he has never liked anyone, never been in love, and doesn't know how to deal with the girl who makes his heart beat.

Therefore, we can only follow the heart.

He wanted to buy her the cake she wanted, so he bought it.

She misunderstood that he had relations with other women. He wanted to explain, so he explained.

He wanted to say good night to her before she went to bed, so he texted her.

Just, how does the little girl suddenly alienate him so much? He never understood.

Is it true that, as he Jifan said, she has an insight into her mind and is frightened?

Jing Boyuan skillfully and steadily controlled the steering wheel, and his lips were cold and thin.

He didn't know that his car had just left, and before the dust could be settled, a red sports car came to the parking place before him.

As the car window fell, Yu Qingyou's eyes were staring at the smoke in that place, with tears on her face.

Jing Boyuan, the man she likes, really falls in love with the little girl who is more than ten years younger than him.

Originally, she didn't believe what big brother said.

Now, she believes.

When he was growing up, how could he ever be so close to any woman?

Along the way, she had to believe it.

Especially at the bus stop.

It's just that my heart hurts

B large dormitory area.

Ye Qingxin heard his mobile phone ring when he was drying clothes.

Make complaints about hanging clothes, drinking hot water and going to bed. They are just going to take a look at their mobile phone. They go to the company's dinner.

"Xinxin, do you know how wonderful a man I met tonight is? He thinks he is more handsome. If he drives a good car, all the women in the world have to go around him? That face looks like a woman, especially that pair of eyes, fox spirit like, a look is a playboy! Who is rare

"He said his surname as if he were 250000 or 80000, and asked me if I wanted to go out with him. I'll go! Ask him for a sister! What's his family name? My surname is Dou! "

Ye Qingxin

After talking for a long time, dou Wei'er suddenly rubbed her chin again, and her expression was puzzled: "however, it seems that the man has seen him somewhere, and he looks very familiar..."

Jing suoso, who was watching the play, suddenly put out his head and said, "what's his family name? Eyes like foxes? Playboy? Aren't these all the labels of he Jifan? Do you think he's thinking about you? "

Dou Wei'er blinked, "he Jifan? The famous he family in Beijing? It can't be true? He doesn't look like the Internet at all. "

Jing suoso rolled his eyes indecently, "do you think the heirs of the he family are so easily exposed on the Internet? The photos on the Internet are all fake. In the case of the seven aristocratic families in Beijing, none of their heirs has ever been exposed in the media. The more people who really have family status, the more they pay attention to privacy. Unless I agree, which media dares to publish their photos to the public? "

"Just like my elder brother, as long as he knows a little bit about business, almost no one knows his name. Bower group is famous at home and abroad, but because the media dare not expose his photos, few people outside the circle can recognize him face to face. The public only know him, but they don't know his face..."