Chapter 131

Ye Qingxin follows Gu Jiao upstairs. They don't hear the conversation downstairs.

On the stairs, ye Qingxin pulls back her hand without any trace. Gu Jiao doesn't care. She walks to the study with her memory and says casually: "I've been here with my grandparents for a long time. I'm not familiar with it. There are so many rooms here. I don't know if I can still find the study..."

Ye Qingxin didn't speak and followed him silently.

After walking in the corridor for a while, Gujiao stopped in front of a wine red solid wood door. "It should be this one."

Talking to herself, she raised her hand and tapped.

For a moment, there came a male voice, "come in."

Listen, it's like jingboyuan.

Gu Jiao lips up hook hook, back toward the leaf said: "go in." Then push the door in, it looks like she is more like the Lord, and ye Qingxin is a guest.

On the tatami near the window of the study, there are two chess tables, one for Mr. Jing and Mr. Sheng, the other for Mr. Yan and Mr. Jing Zong. Jing Boyuan sits behind the desk with his long legs folded, holding a French masterpiece in his hand, which is the kind of book without a single Chinese character.

Study layout is full of cultural atmosphere, very quiet, a few chess players are very focused on the chessboard.

Gujiao nods to jingboyuan as a greeting. Then she goes to master Yan and sits down.

Ye Qingxin goes to the desk.

Wine red solid wood desk, very heavy, calm atmosphere, with jingboyuan temperament is complementary.

"What are you looking at?" Ye Qingxin asked.

Jing Boyuan's eyes have been on her.

The girl is wearing a simple white T-shirt, jeans, and summer indoor slippers. Her pink, round and white toes are exposed outside. She moves along with her, playful and lovely.

She came close to him, one hand and two fingers gently pinching the side edge of the chair back, one hand in the trouser pocket, slightly bent over, a pair of black eyes curiously staring at the book in his hand, ponytail sliding down from the right ear, full of young girl's delicate posture.

"Notre Dame de Paris." Jingboyuan closed the book and put it on the desk. He leaned back on the chair and slightly turned down the chair. He was face to face with Ye Qingxin. His hands were on his legs and his long legs were overlapped. His elbows were on the armrest. He was a boss waiting for his subordinates to report his work.

And ye Qingxin is the subordinate who doesn't know how to report.

Jing Boyuan said the book, she read, but she read the Chinese version, unlike Jing Boyuan in the hands of the book that is difficult to understand.

Perhaps, that book is just for her to understand, for jingboyuan, as simple as reading Chinese.

Jingbo yuan Zhan's black eyes looked at her and said, "what books have you read?"

In that way, he became an old-fashioned man who tortured his students.

Ye Qingxin doesn't know how, but suddenly remembers the scene when Lin Daiyu first enters Jia's house in a dream of Red Mansions, and his mother asks Lin Daiyu what to read.

She bowed her head to smile, immediately corrected her face, and said solemnly, "I just read the four books."

Jing Boyuan's eyes were slightly stunned, and he immediately reacted. Then he looked at the girl in front of him. There was an interest in mischief between her serious eyebrows. Without a smile, he reached for her hand and pulled it forward. He pinched it heavily on her hand and said with a smile: "naughty."

That tone, with some helplessness, some connivance and some doting, it seems that ye Qingxin is a disobedient but helpless child.

The interaction between the two was seen by Gu Jiao.

Her eyes seemed to focus on the chessboard in front of her, but all her feelings and the light from the corner of her eyes were on the mature man and young girl not far away.

The study was quiet, and the voices of the men and the girls were clearly in her ears.

Even if the man is introverted and serious, even if the conversation between them is very few and insignificant, Gu Jiao is aware of the deep love from their relationship mode.

She reached for the teapot and got up to add tea to the cups of the elders.

The teapot was empty. Gujiao said with a smile, "grandfather and uncle Jing will wait for a while. I'll go down and help you make another pot."

Master Yan is racking his brains to find out what to do next. It's estimated that he didn't hear her at all. Instead, Jing Zong said, "please."

"Uncle Jing is polite. That's what I should do."

Gu Jiao walks out with the teapot.

Jing Boyuan took a look at Gu Jiao, patted Ye's hand and said carelessly, "how can we make tea for our guests? You go, my heart."

This is not a problem to others. They even think it is very reasonable. Originally, there was no guest to be a guest, but let the guest serve tea and pour water.

Just listen in Gu Jiao's ear, clearly hear jingboyuan in allusion to her noisy guests.

Also clearly heard, he told her, ye Qingxin is the owner of this house, and she, just a guest.

I don't know if it's an illusion. She always feels like jingboyuan is warning her.

Gu Jiao was in the same place, holding the handle tightly.

Ye Qingxin just felt that Gujiao should do the job of pouring tea for her elders, but Gujiao had already done it. If she went there again, it was inevitable that she would be a little abrupt, and there was a suspicion of fighting for merit.

Now jingboyuan said, she hurriedly came to pick up the teapot in Gujiao's hand, holding the host's hospitality attitude: "Jiaojiao sister, you sit, I'll go down to make this tea."

Gu Jiao's empty hand rubbed the back of the other hand. Her smile was still natural and clean. She looked very comfortable, "OK."

About ten minutes.

Ye Qingxin came back with a tray. Besides the teapot, there was a matching ceramic teacup on the tray.

She filled the four elders with tea one by one, then poured a cup for Gu Jiao, and finally went to the desk to fill the cup in front of Jing Boyuan.

Jing Boyuan was very satisfied with her way. Looking at her, his eyes were serious and filled with the joy of being "teachable".

Not long.

Sheng and Yan came up to call their old men home.

Sheng and Yan got up and left after another game.

Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan went out to see off the guests with their elders.

At this time, the night is thick, the sky is full of stars, the night wind with sultry, insects come from all directions.

Gu Jiao drove away slowly. In the outside rearview mirror, a pair of men and women standing close to each other happened to be reflected. At the moment when the car turned, the men and women disappeared from the mirror.

She knew jingboyuan. More than ten years ago, she was afraid of this man who was not easy to get along with. But later, I don't know when her heart began to love him.

It's not that she didn't want to get close to him in the past. It's just that she adores him and is even more afraid of him.

He always seemed to have an easy insight into her intentions.

Just like tonight, she wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to add tea to get closer to him, but who knows, as soon as she put it into action, he broke her plan with a few words and made a mockery of her behavior.

At that moment, she felt like a clown.

"Jiao Jiao!" Old lady Yan suddenly cried out.

Gu Jiao suddenly regained her mind and saw the butt of the car in front of her. She made an emergency brake.

"Chih!" A harsh sound of friction, the car can be stopped at the moment when it is about to rear end.

Old lady Yan and old man Yan bumped into the front seat, and their heads were confused.

After a while, Mrs. Yan said, "Jiaojiao, what are you thinking? How dangerous is that? " Said the tone to become concerned again, "are you ok?"

Gu Jiao turned her head, her eyes glistening with tears, "I'm ok, grandma."

Just the tears, I don't know why.

Seeing off the guests, Mrs. Jing's attention turned to Ye Qingxin. "Heart, I heard Xiao Zhang say you moved out?"

The little Zhang in her mouth is Aunt Zhang.

"Well, how did you move out? How can the couple live apart? If it's not right, move back quickly. "

Ye Qingxin

Jing Boyuan said: "it doesn't matter. I'll move with you. It's just a new place."

Ye Qingxin

After hearing this, Mrs. Jing said happily: "that's OK. I'm still saying that a yuan is old and big. It's time to have a baby. If she has a baby, grandma will hold a wedding for you right away. It's guaranteed to be beautiful. Oh, ha ha... I had a dream last night that my precious grandson has lived in our hearts..."

Then she reached out and touched Ye Qingxin's flat and tight abdomen, and said, "my dear great grandson, I'm grandma..."

Ye Qingxin

Finally, jingboyuan rescued Ye Qingxin from Mrs. Jing's "claws." he pulled her behind and said to her, "let's go back first."

Old lady Jing didn't agree. "I'll stay here tonight. I'll change the bed sheets for you in your room."

Jingboyuan said calmly, "no, it's not convenient to live here."

This is very imaginative, old lady Jing immediately understood what, ha ha a smile, said: "OK, then you go back."

Ye Qingxin

On the way back, ye Qingxin remembers that Jing Boyuan said that he wanted to move over to live with her. Although she guessed that he meant it, she still had some resistance at the bottom of her heart.

After brewing for a while, she said, "doesn't Nanshan villa live well? Why are you moving to... Me? "

Jing Boyuan didn't make a sound. She put her right hand at the root of Ye Qingxin's thigh. Across the jeans, she could feel the dry and warm touch from the man's palm.

His little finger, intentionally or unintentionally rubbed her thigh root, itchy, ambiguous and not serious, ye Qingxin only felt tight all over, all the problems in his mind were scattered, all the feelings were concentrated in the man's hands.

She went to push the man's hand.

Jingboyuan holds the girl's catkin in his backhand and kneads it in his palm, with some charming hint.

Ye Qingxin earned earned, did not earn move, then red face no longer struggle.

The atmosphere was silent and ambiguous.

The light in the car is dim. With the flash of light, ye Qingxin sees the expression on Jing Boyuan's face, which is the opposite of the action under his hand.

Sipping her lips, she turned to look out of the window.

For a long time, she wanted to break this strange and uncomfortable silence, "I don't seem to see Uncle tonight..."

Jingboyuan said: "third uncle out of tolerance."

Ye Qingxin nodded, "grandfather likes playing chess very much?"

Jing Boyuan took the eye tail to slant her one eye, "you didn't see."

Ye Qingxin

It was already ten o'clock in the evening in Sihe upper courtyard, and few people were seen along the way.

Take the elevator to go upstairs. The door of the elevator opens. He Jifan unexpectedly stands outside. There are five obvious scratches on his right face, and there are also places with Adam's apple.

Ye Qingxin was stunned.

When he Jifan saw them, he was also stunned and embarrassed.

Jingboyuan looks as usual, with condescending eyes swept he Jifan, light tone: "back?"

He Jifan nodded and gave way to them. When they came out, he raised his feet and walked in. He didn't want to stay for a second.

Before entering the door, ye Qingxin couldn't help looking at the door of Dou Wei'er's house, hesitated to ask if Dou Wei'er had anything to do.

Jingboyuan seemed to understand what she thought. He put his arms around her waist and took her into the door. "Don't worry about other people's affairs."

Ye Qingxin hesitated, "will they fight? I'm afraid Vera will suffer. "

Jingboyuan untied the folding button of his left wrist watch with his right hand, took off the watch and put it on the tea table. He took Ye Qingxin and sat on his leg, holding her waist with both hands. He said with a smile, "look at the injury on he Jifan's face. It's not sure who will suffer."

Ye Qingxin thinks about it, and that's right. Dou Wei'er is not a master willing to suffer losses.

She is thinking about things here, but Jing Boyuan picks up the hem of her T-shirt with her fingers. Her dry and warm palms are close to her delicate skin. The girl's waist is curvy and tight. Her back groove is deep and tight, which makes her attractive.

Ye Qingxin's face is hot, and she wants to push away the big hand that makes her tense. But she hasn't put it into action yet. The underwear button has been untied by people, and her clothes have been lifted.

The hot kiss fell directly on her.

At that moment, ye Qingxin fell in love with all the thoughts of resistance, which collapsed in an instant.

After kissing for a while, jingboyuan reached for her pants button.

Ye Qingxin pressed his hand and whispered: "I haven't bathed yet..."

Jing Boyuan eyes color is very deep, did not say anything, directly picked her up, strode into the bathroom.

After taking a bath, ye Qingxin was directly tired to sleep.

Last night she went to bed late and didn't take a nap during the day. She was tossed about at night and slept very deeply.

Jing Boyuan was afraid that she would get cold when she went to sleep with her wet hair on her head. He took a dry towel to help her dry her hair carefully, so he turned off the light and hugged her to sleep.

In the middle of the night, ye Qingxin was awakened by the vibration of her mobile phone.

In a daze, she felt the man holding her hand to turn on the light. Immediately, the dazzling light spread out in front of her eyes, and then, the man's deep and hoarse "hello."

With the sleepiness of disturbed sleep.

Ye Qingxin turns his back to the man. The man sits up and takes away the air conditioner that covers her. A chill comes.

The night was quiet, and she could vaguely hear the female voice coming from jingboyuan's mobile phone.

Ye Qingxin couldn't help pricking up her ears, but her voice was intermittent and weak. She couldn't hear what was said inside.

For a moment, jingboyuan made a sound. His voice was not sleepy at the beginning. He was calm and sober: "well, I'm going to get married."

There do not know what to say, jingboyuan back: "thank you."

When he took back the thread, ye Qingxin pretended that he had just been woken up, turned over, half supported himself with one elbow, rubbed his eyes with one hand, and asked: "who? Call so late. "

Jing Boyuan's deep eyes fixed on the girl.

The girl didn't notice that her shoulders and half of her chest were exposed, the air conditioner was covered, her fluffy long hair was vertical behind her, she fanned out on the pillow, her pink lips were slightly pursed, and it was more and more attractive under the light.

Jing Boyuan put down his cell phone and rolled over.

Ye Qingxin is confused for a moment. Until he comes in, she doesn't respond. She just asks a question. How did it become like this?

By the time she was able to sleep again, the window had turned from black to gray.

As for who called before, she didn't ask again. Maybe she forgot, or maybe she thought it was no longer important.

Wake up the next day, jingboyuan is not in bed, the sun is shining outside the window, ye Qingxin opened his eyes, put his head for a while empty, get up and get dressed.

Coming out of the bedroom, the food is delicious.

Ye Qingxin subconsciously goes to the kitchen and sees Aunt Zhang in an apron. She is surprised: "Aunt Zhang?"

Aunt Zhang is frying bacon in the pot. When she hears that, she turns back and smiles at ye, "Miss ye, good morning."

Ye Qingxin: "Why are you here?"

Aunt Zhang: "Mr. asked me to cook for you. After that, I'll have your three meals a day. Go and wash it. It's almost ready."

Ye Qingxin drooped his eyelashes. "Did he have breakfast?"

Aunt Zhang: "yes, I heated the milk for my husband and made a sandwich. My husband was busy for half a day. Sometimes he couldn't have a good lunch. He couldn't have an empty stomach in the morning."

Ye Qingxin nodded and said nothing more. He went to the bathroom to wash.

After washing and gargling, Aunt Zhang has brought breakfast to the table.

Ye Qingxin looks at the rich breakfast. Thinking that he can't finish it, he calls Dou Wei'er.

After a while, dou Wei'er comes to knock on the door with slippers. Ye Qingxin opens the door. Dou Wei'er yawns and walks indoors. "You're really interested. Get up early to make breakfast..."

Looking at another figure in the restaurant, dou Wei'er was also surprised: "Aunt Zhang? How can you... "

Last time she went to Nanshan villa for one night, she met Aunt Zhang.

Ye Qingxin smiles without explanation.

Just see her eyebrows with a bit of blush and happiness, dou Wei'er heart immediately understand, take the elbow to accept the position of the heart of Ye, whispered teasing: "your big boss is really good to you, afraid you starve here."

Ye Qingxin countered with a smile: "Mr. He of your family is not bad. He came to let you polish your nails in the middle of last night."

Referring to he Jifan, dou Wei'er's face changed, "is he still a good friend? If you're a good friend, don't let me talk to that person, or I'll break up with you! "

Ye Qingxin said with a smile: "you are not at a loss. I was worried about your loss last night. I wanted to go and have a look. Fortunately, I didn't go, otherwise I would have to be disappointed."

After that, she turned to greet Aunt Zhang, "has Aunt Zhang eaten? If you don't eat it, eat it together. "

Aunt Zhang didn't know what to do in the kitchen. She turned her head and said, "don't worry about me when you eat. If you are hungry, don't worry about me."

After breakfast, dou Wei'er went back. Before she left, she praised Aunt Zhang's cooking skills, which made Aunt Zhang smile and asked her to come back at noon.

Ye Qingxin seems to see the bright and optimistic Dou Wei'er come back and smile.

At more than 4 p.m., she received a call from Jing Boyuan, who said that there was a dinner party in the evening and she would come back later.

Ye Qingxin is busy with her own business, and answers the question absently.

At about eight o'clock, she was still in the dressing room, and suddenly "bang!" came from the next room The sound of closing the door was like a dull thunder blowing on her head, which made her hand shake and almost get stuck by the pin.

She put down her work and wanted to open the door to have a look. As soon as she poked out her head, she saw he Jifan standing in front of Dou Wei'er's door with his hands in his pocket. He was wearing a printed shirt and casual trousers. He was a playboy. He was a little shorter than Jing Boyuan, but he was also an outstanding figure among men.

A moment later, he took a cigarette box out of his pocket, put a cigarette into his mouth, and then took a lighter out of the other pocket to light a cigarette.

I don't know if it's Ye Qingxin's illusion. His back looks lonely and helpless.

Maybe Ye Qingxin's gaze is too direct. He Jifan turns to see ye Qingxin. He is stunned for a moment, and then walks towards her.

Taking the cigarette out of his mouth, he said, "have a chat?"

When he said this, he Jifan's expression was solemn, which was quite different from the frivolity he used to chat up with beautiful women.

Ye Qingxin has not seen him many times, and her understanding of him only stays at the level of "playboy". Hearing him say that, in view of his previous bad deeds, she instinctively becomes alert. But when she turns to think about her relationship with Jing Boyuan, as Jing Boyuan's good brother, he certainly can't do anything bad.

He Jifan caught the fleeting precaution in her eyes. He took a cigarette and said, "don't worry, my friend's wife can't be deceived, and I don't have that idea now." Then he looked into the room and asked again, "can you have a chat?"