Chapter 241

Ye Qingxin is wearing an evening dress and a down jacket. Jing Boyuan gets out of the car first, bypasses the car, opens the door of Ye Qingxin, takes off her coat, wraps her calf under the dress, and holds her out of the car.

She was still thinking about the drama that happened tonight. She entered the villa gate and was attracted by the scene in the courtyard.

The courtyard was ceremoniously decorated. The driveway from the entrance to the entrance was decorated as an archway. The street lights were off. The ground on both sides of the archway was lit with dim ground lights, and the top of the head was densely lit with small lights like stars. It seemed that the sky was full of stars, and the beauty was mysterious.

Ye Qingxin couldn't help reaching out to touch it, but found that it wasn't as close as it seemed.

Suddenly.

As soon as the scene changed, the sky just filled with stars turned into joyful patterns and colors. Ye Qingxin felt as if she had entered the Lantern Festival.

Into the door, ye Qingxin is a Leng.

When she left yesterday morning, the decoration style of the villa was classic color of black, white and gray, cold, masculine, and full of the smell of a single man.

But at the moment, it has become a warm color system of white and pink. Even the lamps on the top of the head have changed from the simple and atmospheric sky top lamp to the crystal tassel chandelier with fantastic color.

Furniture has also become a warm color and girl style, bright color cartoon pillow, it is obvious that men of this age will not like jingboyuan.

"When did you... Make it?" Ye Qingxin ran over and picked up a pink pillow. He looked at jingboyuan with two bright eyes. "Are you doing this for me?"

The answer to this is obvious, but she still wants to hear Jing Boyuan answer "yes".

Jing Boyuan looks at the little girl's lovely face, which is more charming than the pink pillow in her arms.

He gave a faint "um.".

In the end, she is a 21-year-old girl. She will like what other girls like, but in the past years, she was oppressed by the heavy family pressure. Her family failed to give it to her, so he gave it to her.

"Do you like it?" He asked.

Ye Qingxin put his arms around his neck, kissed his lips and said, "I like it."

After a moment's silence, she said, "I'm a little scared."

"What are you afraid of?"

"You spoil me as a little girl. I'm afraid that the more you spoil me, the more I go back. Next year I'll be 20 years old, 19 years old and 18 years old. In a few years, I'll become a minor..."

Jingboyuan chuckles.

Ye Qingxin spat out his tongue towards him, turned and ran to Ye Qingguo's room.

Ye Qingguo is lying on the bed, most of the quilt is on the ground.

Ye Qingxin picked up the quilt and covered it for him. As soon as he turned around, jingboyuan was standing at the door, staring at her.

The man is still wearing the handmade wedding suit, red tie, never appeared in his body color, his hands pocket standing there, casual posture, wrist high-end wrist watch, unshaped hair, three-dimensional deep facial features, perfect contour, place highlights the man's outstanding.

Physically, financially.

Ye Qingxin looked at the position of his waist. His eyes flashed slightly. He trotted to the place a step away from him, and jumped up to him.

Jingboyuan seems to have seen through her thoughts. When she ran over, she took her hand from her trouser pocket and made a gesture to greet her.

Ye Qingxin's arms around his neck, legs tightly around his waist, posture vaguely hanging on him, very happy.

She didn't know what she was laughing at. She just wanted to laugh.

Jingboyuan, she was very moved.

Jing Boyuan smiles and hugs her to the bathroom.

Ye Qingxin came down from him and put his finger around the tie in his neck. As soon as the fingertips were around, the tie wound around her fingers.

She slightly forced to pull down, jingboyuan with the body down.

She whispered in his ear, "do you want to wash them together? Mr. king

The action and manner are full of the temptation and amorous feelings of mature women.

Jingboyuan smiles, raises his wrist, shows the mirror of the steel watch to Ye Qingxin, and says, "it's late. You should wash and take the children to bed."

Ye Qingxin saw that he didn't want to eat this. He pouted in frustration. "You said that I would pay the public grain on the wedding night, and I'm going to collect the grain."

Jing Boyuan reached out and pinched Ye Qingxin's chin, gently lifted it, held her lips, sucked it, and said, "we'll make it tomorrow morning."

After that, he touched her head, turned out of the bathroom and brought her to the door.

Looking at the closed door, ye Qingxin chuckles.

She doesn't know how other men treat his wife, but she also knows that jingboyuan's performance must be excellent. He always puts her and her children in front of him, and his desire behind her and her children.

A man who can control his lower body is not too bad.

Well, as a matter of fact, this man is not good enough.

The hair is hard to wash because of the spray of hair gel. When the bathroom door is pushed open, Jing Boyuan comes in with her pajamas and underpants and puts them on the shelf.

When he glanced at Ye Qingxin, he stayed in her abdomen for two seconds.

The glass of the shower room was covered with mist, which made it hard to see each other inside and outside. Ye Qingxin only vaguely saw what he had put on the shelf.

After taking a bath, ye Qingxin comes out and sees the neatly folded pajamas on the shelf, even the underwear. She can't help laughing. She is really a strict and lovely man.

lovely?

Ye Qingxin smiles again and is amused by the adjective from the bottom of his heart.

The word "lovely" seems to have nothing to do with the image of jingboyuan.

When he opened the bathroom door and went out, Jing Boyuan took off his suit and tie, rolled up his shirt sleeve to reveal the masculine arm of the man, unbuttoned two buttons at the neckline, casual and sexy. He was putting down the curtain of the bed, and the gossamer was falling down, romantic and ethereal, which made the man have a different kind of attraction.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head and looked over. His eyes were quiet and warm. He raised his chin, pointed to the tray on the tea table and said, "eat something and then go to sleep."

Ye Qingxin tore off the dry hair towel from his head and went to the coffee table while wiping his hair.

Jing Boyuan came over and naturally took the dry hair towel from her hand to help her clean her hair.

Ye Qingxin is sitting on the sofa, eating snacks, drinking milk and enjoying her husband's considerate service. She feels a little floating.

I suddenly remember what jingboyuan said at the wedding ceremony tonight. He saved her 15 years ago. She leaned her head on the back of the sofa, blinked her big black and white eyes and looked at jingboyuan, "did you recognize me from the beginning?"

Jing Boyuan did not deny it.

"How do you recognize me?"

Jingboyuan fingertips touch the girl's right earlobe, said: "this birthmark, I remember, I also remember your name."

Ye Qingxin smiles, holding the hand of dim sum to move to him.

Jingboyuan bows to the call.

Ye Qingxin hooked his neck and pressed down to kiss his thin lips.

They face in the opposite direction, ye Qingxin's nose against the man's chin, line of sight, the man's Adam's apple micro motion, sexy.

A kiss.

Ye Qingxin put his arms around him and said with a smile, "this is uncle Jing's reward for saving his life."

Jing Boyuan smiles, "just kiss?"

Ye Qingxin asked, "how about Uncle Jing to pay the public grain tonight?"

Jingboyuan pinched her smooth cheek and said, "I'm not ashamed."

Ye Qingxin looked at the smile on his face. He put his index finger against the metal belt buckle on the man's waist and gently drew a circle. "I think you like my shame, don't you?"

Jing Boyuan takes Ye Qingxin's little serious hand and pinches it heavily.

Ye Qingxin didn't know what he meant by this move, but the depth of his eyes made her vaguely understand that he didn't have that idea in his heart.

She smiles.

When jingboyuan comes out of the bath, ye Qingxin is already curled up on the quilt and asleep. She is in her hairy pajamas and curls up like a sleeping kitten.

The middle long hair is spread out on the bedding, the small face is delicate and graceful, just fished out from the milk, with petals scattered around, and the picture is charming.

Jingboyuan walks over and wipes her hair with a dry towel. When she comes to her, she throws the towel on the couch at the foot of the bed, bends down and gently falls in love with a few strands of messy long hair. She holds her, lifts the quilt and gently puts her into the quilt.

The girl's eyebrows and eyes are quiet. Her eyebrows are naturally slender and have no miscellaneous hair. She doesn't need to trim them too much. Her eyelashes are long and warped, and her roots are clear. Her face is soft and her temperament is clean. She looks like a little angel. She inadvertently breaks into other people's hearts and turns people's hearts into a pool of water.

Jingboyuan kisses her eyes, and ye Qingxin moves uneasily, turning over like a kitten.

He couldn't help laughing.

Turn off the light, go to bed and hold her in your arms.

In the face of the person you like, even if you just hold it like this, even if you bear the surging desire in your body, it is also a kind of unspeakable happiness.

The second day of marriage.

About tired yesterday, ye Qingxin opened his eyes, the sun was shining outside.

Jingboyuan is not in bed.

Ye Qingxin shouts twice in the direction of the bathroom and cloakroom, but no one responds. I think it's not in the master bedroom.

She pursed her lower lip and said, "what about the public grain?"?