Chapter 152

Ye Qingxin's tired words with Jing Boyuan are not just excuses for him to go to work.

Her pregnancy reaction in the past two days seems to have worsened, the symptoms of dizziness and fatigue become more serious, especially drowsiness.

Told ye Qingguo not to be mischievous, ye Qingxin back to the master bedroom to sleep, wake up, it is already five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is slanting, still not set.

I got up and went to the bathroom. When I came out, my cell phone rang.

It's Dowell's.

Answer, she didn't have time to "hello", Dou Wei Er's voice came from that end, "heart, I have two tickets for the concert, do you want to go?"

Ye Qingxin smiles: "did I hear you right? You're going to a concert? I think your idol crazy fan meeting is more suitable for you. "

Dou Wei'er ignored her jokes and asked again, "will you go?"

Without waiting for her answer, dou Wei'er said to herself, "go ahead, the concert is so elegant, it's good for your baby's prenatal education."

"And I have something to tell you."

The last sentence is the point.

Ye Qingxin: "what time?"

Dou Wei'er: "eight o'clock, National Grand Theater."

Hang up the phone, ye Qingxin just about to put down the phone, the phone rings again.

Looking at the next screen, this is a call from jingboyuan.

"Boyuan." After answering, she spoke first.

Through the mobile phone, she could hear jingboyuan's voice, which was a little soft. He asked her, "are you better?"

Ye Qingxin listened to his words of concern, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, "well, I just had a sleep, so much better."

"Well." Jingboyuan said faintly, "I want to go back later in the evening. You should go to bed earlier."

Ye Qingxin: "Wei'er has just asked me to go to a concert in the evening. It starts at eight o'clock."

There silent for a while, Jing Boyuan calm and elegant voice again, "let Xiao He send you past."

"No, I can call a taxi."

Jing Boyuan automatically ignored her words and said directly, "I'll go home early after hearing it."

The word "go home" makes Ye Qingxin feel warm at the bottom of her heart. Without any more objection, she nods, "OK."

Once again hung up the phone, ye Qingxin with a mobile phone sitting in the sofa in a daze.

Since they established their relationship, Jing Boyuan would call her to report her itinerary, just like a husband to his wife.

No, maybe even earlier

Put the mobile phone on the coffee table, she raised her hand and touched her stomach, which was full of emotion and satisfaction.

God treat her is not thin after all, the first half of the rough, in exchange for the second half of happiness.

She should be so happy all the time.

After a while, Aunt Zhang came up and asked her to have dinner.

Aunt Zhang is worried about her appetite. The dishes are sweet and sour with little oil. It's obviously not suitable for ye Qingguo's taste. He holds chopsticks, crumples his face and chews the fried meat slices in his mouth. He looks at Ye Qingxin all the time with small eyes. He looks like he wants to throw up but doesn't dare to.

Ye Qingxin smiles and turns to ask Aunt Zhang, "is Xiaoguo naughty in the afternoon?"

Aunt Zhang replied: "no, Xiaoguo is very good. She plays crickets alone in the garden and doesn't run around."

Ye Qingxin put a piece of steamed fish in Ye Qingguo's bowl, "Xiaoguo is great."

Ye Qingguo hard to swallow the meat in his mouth, eyes bright asked: "then can I eat potato chips?"

Ye Qingxin shook his head, "you can't eat snacks when you eat."

Ye Qingguo put down his chopsticks, "but the rice is terrible..."

"Xiaoguo, have you forgotten what my sister told you before?"

"No, my sister said that we can't waste food or be picky about food. There are many places where children can't even eat food. We can't live in bliss without knowing it."

Ye Qingxin smiles and says, "good. What should a small country do now?"

Ye Qingguo picked up chopsticks and held the bowl, "eat seriously, don't waste food."

After dinner, it's just six o'clock. Ye Qingxin calls Connie, tells her she's back, and asks her when she's free to meet. Ye Qingxin wants to return the USB flash drive to her.

But Connie said, "you can come to pear studio when you have time. I have some things to do here. You just come to get familiar with the environment."

Ye Qingxin was pleasantly surprised. Previously, Connie had said that she was allowed to work as a design assistant in Pear studio. Later, Connie never mentioned it again. She thought Connie had forgotten.

I didn't forget it.

Take your handbag, put your U-disk and mobile phone in, and go to the cloakroom to change a suit. The short sleeve white shirt is matched with a dark blue one-step skirt. The hem of the shirt is tucked into the waist of the skirt. All of a sudden, it's a bit more professional women's temperament and aura.

Looking at herself in the mirror, ye Qingxin suddenly thinks of secretary general Mi of bower's secretary department. Such a positive, self-confident, independent and capable woman is what jingboyuan's wife should look like.

Before going out, ye Qingguo found that her sister was going to leave, sticking behind her like a dog. "Where my sister is going, I want to go too."

Ye Qingxin touched his head melon, coax way: "xiaoguogua, elder sister goes out to have something to do, can't take Xiaoguo, xiaoguogua with Aunt Zhang at home?"

Ye Qingguo grabbed her clothes, "not good."

Ye Qingxin said with a straight face, "Xiaoguo said that he wanted to listen to his sister's words, and forgot so soon? Children should keep their word and be good. Let Aunt Zhang make fruit salad for Xiaoguo. "

Why has he been ordered by jingboyuan for a long time to drive and wait at the entrance of the villa.

Finally coax Ye Qingguo to give up, ye Qingxin gets on the bus, reports the address Connie sent to her, and the car drives away slowly.

Forty minutes later, the car stopped in front of a towering office building in Beijing business center.

There is a gate in the hall on the first floor. Outsiders can't get in. Ye Qingxin calls Connie. Soon Connie's assistant comes down and leads Ye Qingxin to the 18th floor.

The whole floor is the world of pear.

Every inch of land and money in Beijing's business center, the rent of an ordinary office is not cheap. For a whole floor like this, the annual rent is obviously a huge amount.

Now it's time to get off work, but people in the office are still busy. Connie's assistant leads Ye Qingxin's departments to have a look, and then comes to the design center, a modern and design office with more than a dozen desks.

At this time, Connie came to say hello to Ye Qingxin and called out: "Huohuo Huo."

Immediately, a fashionable lady got up and looked at her thirties.

Ye Qingxin's eyes are slightly open. She has read the information about this person on the Internet. Her name is Han Huohuo. She is a well-known fashion designer in China. She is quite famous in the fashion industry.

"This is Ye Qingxin that I told you. He will be your assistant in the future." Connie said to Han Huohuo and said to ye, "you'll be her assistant in the future."

Ye fell in love and was pleasantly surprised, but his face was neither humble nor overbearing. He said to Han Huohuo with a smile: "Hello, designer Han."

Han Huohuo's eyes were full of judgment, but his smile was kind, "Hello, just call my name."

Then Connie led Ye Qingxin into her exclusive office and said to Ye Qingxin, "I know you haven't graduated, but you have to take care of your studies. In the future, you don't have to go to the studio. But if Huohuo Huo has a task for you, you should actively complete it, and the salary will be 4000 yuan a month. What do you think?"

Ye Qingxin smiles: "certainly."

Coming out of the office building, ye Qingxin feels a little unreal.

In the blink of an eye, she became an assistant to a famous fashion designer.

Four thousand yuan a month is low in Beijing, but it's already very good for ye Qingxin. It's more profitable than part-time work before. Most importantly, it's a good start.

She went to the parking lot, thinking, did not notice a white car coming towards her, the speed is faster and faster.

Why see this scene, the heart almost stopped beating, hurriedly opened the door to get out of the car, while rushing over and shouting: "madam, be careful!"

The white car had already run into Ye Qingxin's position. It was several meters ahead. After turning at the intersection, it merged into the traffic and disappeared.

Ye Qingxin's heart beats like thunder, his legs are soft, and his chest is full of horror and fear.

"Are you all right?" There was a deep, rough male voice in my ear.

Ye Qingxin shook his head blankly, but he couldn't get back to God for a moment.

At that moment, she felt a strong threat of death.

"Ma'am, are you all right?" Why can't he run over and take ye Qingxin's arm from the strange man, "thank you for saving my wife."

When the man heard why he called Ye Qingxin "madam", he was surprised to see his eyes.

The girl in front of her was 20 years old. She was very young and married.

However, the surprise soon disappeared in his eyes. The man shook his head politely, released the hand holding Ye Qingxin's arm, bent down to pick up the photographic equipment thrown on the ground, and calmly said: "you're welcome, let your wife walk carefully in the future."

Why thank you again: "thank you."

The man smiles and turns to the office.

Why did you look at his wife's pale face? It was obvious that he was scared just now. He said angrily: "now some people are driving like they are trying to reincarnate. No matter if there is anyone, they are running rampant. Such people should have confiscated their driver's license and arrested in the Bureau for a few days!"

The leaf falls in love, this just slowly returns to God, as before palpitation.

If she had not been pulled at the critical moment, she would be lying here now.

"And the man who saved me?" Ye Qingxin asked why.

Why look at the door of the office building, "fast into the office building."

Ye Qingxin looked at the past moment, the man's back disappeared in the glass door, she only saw a man's figure, very bulky, a bit of "terminator" in the taste of Schwarzenegger.

It's nearly eight o'clock when ye Qingxin goes to the National Grand Theater.

Dou Wei'er was about to call to urge her. When she looked up and saw her, she said angrily, "I thought you didn't come."

Ye Qingxin smiles brightly, "I just have something to do. I'm delayed. Is it about to start? Let's go in. "

The appearance of the National Grand Theater is a semi oval shell shape, which is made of more than 1200 pieces of super white glass. It is exquisite and magnificent, and the interior is noble, elegant and magnificent.

The two walked through the underwater passage into the concert hall, where the audience was almost full.

Dou Wei'er pulls Ye Qingxin to find a place. As soon as she sits down, the light goes out and the concert begins.

Ye Qingxin has no music cell. If she had to use one word to describe it, she only thought of the word noble and elegant. It's no wonder that many rich people with good taste like to listen to a concert in their spare time to cultivate their sentiment. It can really wash away the pomp and noise of people, and return peace and purity to people.

"Heart." Ye Qingxin is feeling her belly and is intoxicated with it. Dou Wei'er elbows her and comes over mysteriously and says in a low voice: "I have a secret. I don't know whether to tell it or not."

Ye Qingxin smiles and says in a low voice: "since you don't think it's proper to talk about it, don't talk about it."

Dou Wei'er went back to sit down unhappily. After a while, she came over again. Without any more nonsense, she went straight to the theme: "I found that Shiying came out of the hotel with a man intimately. Do you think I should tell he Jifan?"

Ye Qingxin is indifferent: "don't you have nothing to do with he Jifan? Tell him what to do? It's his own business that he's being greenheaded. "

Dou Wei'er pouts her lips and sits back unhappily again. She doesn't come to talk again.

The one and a half hour concert soon passed.

When she comes out of the Grand Theater, dou Wei'er takes a taxi. Ye Qingxin invites her to get on the bus and asks why to send her back to Sihe Shangyuan first.

All the way, she seemed very silent, not always chirping.

When she got off the bus, she still couldn't help it. "Heart, he provided food and clothing for me, and gave me money. It should be my gold Lord. As the saying goes, it's short to take a hand. I shouldn't consider him at the right time?"

Ye Qingxin looked at her, "if you think you should consider for him when you take his money, you should tell him, but you should first understand that you only want to tell him the truth because of his money, or because you don't want him to be cheated."

Women are like that.

Even if you don't love a man, as long as the man is not too bad, once two people have sex, women's attitude towards the man will be imperceptibly affected.

Even sometimes, women don't know their mood has changed.

Why start the car, drive a distance, ye Qingxin back, can also see Dou Wei'er standing in the tuyere in a daze, look at a loss.

Ye Qingxin didn't say too much. Sometimes some things need to be understood by the parties themselves.

At this time, ye Qingxin's mobile phone rings.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was jingboyuan's number.

Answer, "hello."

"When will you be back?" The man's steady voice came.

"On the way, almost. Are you home?" His word "back" reveals that he is already at home.

"Just came back, waiting for you at home."

"Well."

Hang up the phone, ye Qingxin holding a mobile phone, heart sweet.

Without her mother, she still has this man. She is being worried and missed by this man. His worry and miss are like an invisible thread, leading her home.

The car stopped at the gate of No.8 courtyard of nanshanshu.

Ye Qingxin gets out of the car and finds that the door is open,

Jing Boyuan left a door for her, which made her mouth rise involuntarily.

Pushing open the door of the villa, Jing Boyuan stood on the steps in front of the building. His shirt and trousers were the same as before, but his slippers were on his feet. He had a pocket in one hand and a cigarette in the other. He was calm and relaxed. The door lamp on his head was bright, shining brightly on the man.

His eyes fixed in the gate position, so the moment Ye Qingxin pushed the door, he saw her.

Almost immediately, jingboyuan throws the remaining smoke in his hand, raises his foot to stamp it out, and falls in love with Ye.

Ye Qingxin takes the gate with her backhand, trots a few steps, and pours directly into his arms. Wenxiang nephrite embraces him. The impact makes jingboyuan take a small step back, but he soon stabilizes his body and catches her steadily.

"Have you been waiting long?" Ye Qingxin tilts his little face to the eyes of a mature man. He is handsome, calm and elegant. Every look is full of man's charm and attraction.

Even the smell of tobacco and wine on him is full of temptation to her. She likes all the smell on him.

Jing Boyuan held her waist in one hand and held her shoulder blade in the other. He heard that there was a flash of smile in his eyes. Instead of answering her, he asked, "how was the concert?"

Ye Qingxin smiles back: "it's very edifying. Now I feel that my sentiment has been sublimated."

Jing Boyuan raised his hand and pinched her face, "naughty."

Ye Qingxin pursed, "what I said is true."

Jing Boyuan didn't say anything more. He put his arms around her and went into the porch. He bent down to take out Ye Qingxin's room from the shoe cabinet and drag it to her feet. Ye Qingxin suddenly remembered that once before, he helped her change her shoes.

Eyes fretting, she raised a leg, coquetry like way: "I'm tired, can't take off the shoes."

Jing Boyuan's deep vision sweeps Ye Qingxin's face. Without saying anything, he squats down and helps Ye Qingxin take off her flat shoes. Her big hand with clear bones holds her slender ankle. The dry and warm feeling spreads from that skin to her heart, which makes her heart beat faster.

The man bowed his head. Ye Qingxin couldn't see his expression clearly, but his action was serious and focused, with a bit of piety. He seemed to be doing a very important and serious thing. With his action, the shirt on his shoulder was tight, and the man's muscle lines showed a deep sense of strength.

Every move of this man shows his manliness.

Jing Boyuan helped her put on two slippers, then got up, rubbed her hair and asked her, "are you hungry?"

Ye Qingxin shakes his head.

Her appetite has been bad. She hasn't felt hungry for a long time.

"Aunt Zhang said that you didn't have much supper. Have some more." Jingboyuan directly embraces Ye Qingxin into the restaurant, while Aunt Zhang cooks the assorted tofu on the table.

Seeing ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan coming, Aunt Zhang said with a smile, "the meal is ready. Let's have dinner, sir and madam."

Ye Qingxin saw two sets of dishes and chopsticks on the dining table. He understood and turned his head to ask, "didn't you have dinner?"

Jingboyuan opened the dining chair to let her sit down, and then pulled a chair around the dining table to sit down by herself. Then he simply answered, "well."

Wine Bureau is used for business and drinking, not for eating.

"Then I'll have some with you." Ye Qingxin picked up the small bowl beside him and gave jingboyuan a bowl of bean curd pot. "Eat this first, it's good for your stomach."

He turned and asked Aunt Zhang, "did Xiao Guo sleep?"

Aunt Zhang said with a smile, "I'm asleep."

"No trouble for you?"

"No, he is very obedient and sensible."

Because she had to take care of Ye Qingguo, Aunt Zhang stayed in the guest room on the first floor and didn't go to work as before.

After dinner, ye Qingxin tells jingboyuan what Connie has arranged for her.

Jing Boyuan nodded and said, "it's better to start from a lower point. In the future, we will grow up solidly."

Ye Qingxin

She thinks it's very rare for her to have this opportunity. Who has become the assistant of a famous fashion designer before graduation? Some people don't have the chance to graduate for two or three years. When they come to jingboyuan, she has a low starting point

Well, compared with the boss of Bowei, her starting point is really not worth mentioning.

The leaf thought of being hit by a car almost outside the office, and was about to make complaints about Jingbo yuan, and then swallowed it to the mouth.

Forget it, why worry him? Besides, she didn't do anything.

Ye Qingxin takes a bath first. After washing, it's called jingboyuan.

After jingboyuan is washed out, ye Qingxin leans on the head of the bed to read fashion magazines.

"Not yet." Jing Boyuan came over and took the magazine from her.

Ye Qingxin smiles, seizes his arm, gets up with his strength, kneels on the edge of the bed, embraces the man's waist, "I can't sleep without you."

Jing Boyuan fingered up the girl's thin chin, "the mouth is so sweet."

"Sweet? Would you like to try it? "

The girl's eyebrows and eyes are full of delicate state, full of provocative words, let the man's eyes a deep color, bend down to grab the girl's delicate lips.

This is the first time since the death of Zhou Qiao Qiao that they have been kissing like this.

After kissing for a while, Jing Boyuan let go of her, and his dark eyes were full of forbearance and restraint. "Sleep well, get up early tomorrow, go to the hospital for prenatal examination first, and then go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a license. You will be very busy."

Ye Qingxin just remembers that she went to the hospital for examination last time. The doctor said that she would have regular prenatal examination, but she forgot. He remembered clearly.

When the lights were off, the room was dark.

Jing Boyuan reaches out and holds Ye Qingxin in his arms. Ye Qingxin moves in his arms and finds a comfortable posture.

"I'll get the license tomorrow. Are you still wearing shirt and trousers?"

"Well."

"What color shirt? White? Grey? "Dark blue?"

"What do you think?"

Ye Qingxin draws out a long ending sound, and his little hand touches jingboyuan's back groove up and down. The man's back groove is deep, and his muscles are tight. It feels great to touch.

"I think white is better for you."

"Why."

"You wear a white shirt, I also wear a white shirt, and the photos taken must look like lovers' clothes."

Think carefully, with a little girl's heart.

Jing Boyuan, a man of this age, has long been divorced from these childish tastes.

But he didn't say anything, hugging Ye Qingxin and patting her on the back, "according to you."