Chapter 265

Jing Boyuan's appearance and momentum make him the focus wherever he goes, with his own peach blossom aura.

Ye Qingxin holds the coat that Jing Boyuan takes off, and a little complacency arises in his heart.

This man that others can only see belongs to her.

I don't know whether ye Qingxin has a good eye or Jingbo Yuanben is born with a clothes shelf. The black windbreaker fits him unexpectedly.

Ye Qingxin looks at jingboyuan standing in front of him, with straight eyes.

The man has a thin nose, thin lips, deep and three-dimensional features, a firm face, and a long stature and legs. Wearing a self-cultivation windbreaker, ye Qingxin thinks of a word.

great handsome appearance.

He looks like a dragon and looks like a Phoenix.

Jingboyuan looks down at the absent-minded girl with a smile on her lips, and her deep eyes are full of tenderness.

He bent his index finger into a hook, stretched it over, and lovingly scraped the tip of his nostril. He said faintly, "it's so beautiful?"

Ye Qingxin blinked her eyes, her cheeks were slightly red. She was just fascinated by beauty.

Her eyes still fell on Jing Boyuan. She was really good-looking. He put on more than 50000 clothes.

"Waiter, we'll take this one." Ye Qingxin turns his head and says to the waiter with the same straight eyes.

Jingboyuan rubs her hair and says nothing. She takes off her windbreaker and hands it to the waiter to wrap it. Then she reaches for ye Qingxin's coat.

Ye Qingxin gently lets him away from his outstretched hand. Li Kaixin's men's overcoat shakes. He helps Jing Boyuan dress, just like Jing Boyuan used to dress her.

Jing Boyuan looks at the girl's playfulness, smiles and accepts her service.

Ye Qing, a man with a good mind, looks down at the collar of his coat and turns his wallet in his carry on bag, trying to draw out his card to settle the bill.

Jing Boyuan stopped her, helped her to sit on the sofa in the rest area, and went to the cashier with the waiter to swipe her card.

Another waiter handed up a cup of hot tea, half true and half flattering way: "your husband is very kind to you, such husband is rare."

Ye Qingxin holds the tea cup, slightly drooping eyelids, sipping lips and smiling.

The palm is covered with hot tea, and the position of the heart is warmer.

At this time.

"Heart?" A familiar voice came from behind.

Ye Qingxin turns his head and sees song Xianyu with a bright smile, walking in front with empty hands, followed by Ji Linyuan.

Seeing Ji Linyuan's appearance at this time, ye Qingxin couldn't help laughing.

He was wearing a waist stool, full of Girl Style Pink, which was incompatible with his calm temperament and dignified momentum. There was a ten month old child sitting in the waist stool. The child was probably asleep, lying motionless in Ji Linyuan's arms.

He carried a lot of shopping bags in both hands. Judging from the color and pattern of the bags, most of them were children's and women's items.

Seeing ye Qingxin staring at Ji Linyuan, song Xianyu said: "is it so funny?"

Ji Linyuan didn't care about other people's smiling eyes at all. He nodded to Ye Qingxin calmly, which was a greeting.

Ye Qingxin gave him a more charming smile.

"Why are you alone? What about Boyuan? Did you pay for it? " Song Xianyu sat down beside Ye Qingxin and muttered, "after a tour, my legs are a little sour."

Ye Qingxin's eyes still fall on Ji Linyuan.

She didn't think Ji Linyuan was funny. She thought, after a few months, when the babies were born, she also bought a waist stool for jingboyuan. I don't know what it would be like for jingboyuan to tie a waist stool to hold the children?

That picture must be very happy.

Ji Linyuan put down his shopping bag and sat down beside song Xianyu. He moved song Xianyu's leg to his own leg as if there were no one else. He kneaded his hands gently and made no secret of his intention of spoiling song Xianyu.

There was a clear interest in the eyes of the waiter delivering tea to the two.

"Why?" Song Xianyu sighed with enjoyment and pushed down Ye Qingxin, who was staring at Ji Linyuan. He feigned anger and said, "look at your husband. He's so handsome. Why do you want to see me?"

Ye Qingxin took back his eyes and said with a smile: "it's not good to look at such a mean thing?"

Song Xianyu askew to put his arms around Ji Linyuan's neck, put his head on his shoulder, smile so that the pear vortex loomed in the corner of his mouth, and said in a possessive way: "it's not easy to catch up, and you can't let others see it."

Ye Qingxin was surprised.

Looking at Ji Linyuan's undisguised indulgence in Song Xianyu, it should be Ji Linyuan's efforts to catch song Xianyu.

The child is about to drool. Song Xianyu takes out the handkerchief from Ji Linyuan's pocket and gently wipes the corner of the child's mouth.

The picture of a family of three looks very warm.

Song Xianyu looks like he's only twenty-three years old. Ji Linyuan looks like he's thirty-seven years old. The age difference is also very big. Ye Qingxin admires song Xianyu.

Ji Linyuan and Jing Boyuan belong to the same kind of men. When they sit there, whether they smile or not, they all show a kind of dignity and momentum that makes people dare not make mistakes.

At the beginning, ye Qingxin realized that she was moved by jingboyuan. Due to the huge age difference and status gap between them, she chose to avoid her feelings.

Song Xianyu's courage is commendable.

Soon, jingboyuan settled his account.

He strides this way. The waiter who leads him to check out almost trots with him. He looks up and says something with a smile. Jingboyuan's eyes fall on Ye Qingxin and doesn't listen to the waiter.

Ye Qingxin clearly catches the loss in the waiter's eyes.

Jingboyuan came to say hello to Ji Linyuan and song Xianyu, raised his hand to touch Ye Qingxin's hair, and asked in a low voice, "are you waiting for me?"

Ye Qingxin raised his small face and said with a smile, "I just talked with my sister-in-law, but I don't feel anxious."

The four separated at the door of the men's clothing store.

Song Xianyu and Ji Linyuan have already bought everything, and the family of three has gone home.

Jing Boyuan holds the bag of windbreaker in his hand, and holds Ye Qingxin's hand tightly. The man's palm is dry and warm, which gives Ye Qingxin a strong sense of security.

Remembering the image of Ji Linyuan's father, ye Qingxin smiles: "when the children are born, I'll buy you a waist stool to let you go shopping with your children."

Smell speech, Jing Bo Yuan slightly forced to hold the hand that leaf falls in love with.

I don't know whether I agree or not.

Ye Qingxin only thought that he had agreed, and then said, "one can't do it. Our three children have to buy you three..."

The tall man walked forward without squinting. The little girl around him was leaning her head and chirping. The man's eyebrows were quiet without the slightest impatience. The picture fell into the eyes of others, which was so sweet.

It's already nine o'clock in the evening when we return to No. 8 courtyard of Nanshan villa.

Ye Qingxin bought two sets of clothes for jingboyuan and foot bathtubs for her grandparents.

The four old people live in a good family, and they have nothing to lack. Ye Qingxin thinks that to buy them those valuable things, it's better to buy a foot bath for them to have a good sleep at night.

Although simple, it is the most real concern.

Jing Boyuan chooses some spring clothes for ye Qingxin. They are not big brands, but they are all suitable for ye Qingxin. If you don't look carefully, you can't find her big belly.

Ye Qingxin is still a student after all, so we need to pay attention to it.

When they entered the living room, Mrs. Yan and Mr. Yan were sitting on the sofa. The TV was on the opera channel, and they were singing Beijing opera.

Mr. Yan dozed off with a crutch. Little by little, Mrs. Yan followed the green clothes on the screen.

The old man's ears are not very bright, and the volume of the TV is very loud, which covers the movement outside. Aunt Zhang sees them coming in, and then she knows they are back. She hurried forward to pick up jingboyuan's shopping bag.

Jing Boyuan gave the bag to Aunt Zhang and folded it back to get other things.

"Grandparents, why haven't you slept yet? Didn't you call to say that we would come back later and let you have an early rest? " Ye Qingxin goes to old lady Yan and sits down.

Master Yan was awakened by her voice. His turbid eyes narrowed for a moment. After he saw Ye Qingxin, his eyes became kind.

When Mrs. Yan saw her, her eyes also showed kindness and love. She held Ye Qingxin's hand and said with a smile, "my heart is back. Grandma will go to bed after watching TV."

After a pause, she asked, "are you tired after shopping for so long? Go upstairs and have a rest. "

Ye Qingxin's eyes fall on Mrs. Yan's feet. The old man is wearing indoor cotton slippers, and her heels are exposed. It may be because of the good living conditions. Her heels are not covered with calluses like the ordinary old people.

"Grandma, you and your grandfather must be very tired to take care of Jiaojiao recently. I've bought you a foot bath, and I'll soak my feet for a while before I go to bed."

Old lady Yan looked at Ye Qingxin and said with a smile, "grandma has washed her feet. Go to bed quickly. Don't worry about us."

Ye Qingxin insisted, "a good bubble feet sleep."

Old lady Yan didn't get over Ye Qingxin in the end. Together with old man Yan, ye Qingxin was waiting on her feet.

Warm temperature from the heart of the foot, all the way into the old man's heart.

Ye Qingxin is not a person with a special heart. Mrs. Yan and Mr. Yan do not lack anything, nor do they lack people to serve them. Most of the time, she can't think of anything to do for the two old people. However, as long as she thinks of it, she must do it.

Take it as if she was filial to two old people for her ill fated mother.

Just think of it as the yearning of the two elders for so many years.

She also wants to do something for the old people who regard her as their heart.

Ye Qingxin, with the help of others, helps Mr. Yan and Mrs. Yan clean their feet. Her eyes are always calm and calm, without the slightest reluctance.

Aunt Zhang helped to get foot lotion.

Old lady Yan has tears in her eyes. She can't help but raise her hand and touch Ye Qingxin's face. She knows that her granddaughter doesn't hurt in vain.

Whether ye Qingxin is sincere or false, she has lived all her life and can see it at a glance.

Send two old back to the room to sleep, ye Qingxin just turned to go back to the master bedroom.

From the two old rooms out, backhand gently with the door, jingboyuan is standing against the wall, eyes fall to her side.

The man's eyes are calm and deep, and people can't see the emotion clearly.

He stares at Ye Qingxin.

"What's the matter?" Ye Qingxin touched his cheek and asked him, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Jing Boyuan didn't say anything, long legs a span, go forward to embrace Ye Qingxin's shoulder, take her upstairs.

Ye Qingxin clearly feels that his feelings are changing, but he can't figure out what this change is.

Back to the master bedroom after a bath, jingboyuan handed her a cup of hot milk.

He stood by and looked at her as she drank the milk.

Men's eyes are too direct, even if ye Qingxin has been very familiar with him, still be seen back tight.

Ye Qingxin drank two-thirds of it and handed the remaining one-third to jingboyuan.

Jing Boyuan drinks milk with his neck raised, and his eyes still fall on Ye Qingxin's face.

Ye Qingxin didn't hold back after all. He reached out and hugged the man's strong waist. His thin chin touched the position of his rib socket. His voice said, "what's the matter with you? It makes me hairy. "

Jing Boyuan held her shoulder blade in one hand, slightly bent over and put the empty cup on the side table.

He did not speak, directly pinched Ye Qingxin's chin, lowered his head to kiss her delicate lips.

The man's tongue with the smell of milk rushed in, ye Qingxin Leng for a while, long curly eyelashes trembled, immediately gently closed, arms hook the man's neck, warm response.

Her nose and mouth are full of the smell of hormones from men, stimulating her brain.

Half undressed, she was crushed on the soft big bed, the vibration of the bed, with a veil slightly trembling.

The following things didn't make sense. Jingboyuan withdrew from her body at the right time, arranged her pajamas, took her into the quilt, tucked her in, and kissed her lips. She said softly, "go to sleep."

Ye Qingxin's beautiful eyes half dozed off and looked at him hazily.

I watched him walk to the cloakroom, and then I watched him enter the bathroom with his clothes. For a moment, there was a slight "bang" of the door closing.

Tonight's jingboyuan seems to be a little different, just that kiss, she clearly felt a special emotion.

Ye Qingxin doesn't understand the reason for his psychological change. He recalls what happened after he came back. It's nothing special.

The mind of a 34 year old man is like a needle.

Thinking, ye Qingxin is getting sleepy. A moment before her consciousness falls into darkness, she suddenly thinks that jingboyuan's birthday seems to be coming soon.

After her birthday last year, she asked Jing Suo secretly.

Jing Boyuan's birthday is on June 1st, children's day, which is easy to remember.

Jingboyuan came out of the bath. Unexpectedly, ye Qingxin fell asleep. Her right hand was scratching her belly.

Ye Qingxin's stomach is getting bigger and bigger. Sometimes it itches. When he is awake, he can control his hands. When he is asleep, he will scratch unconsciously.

Jing Boyuan takes her hand out of the quilt, turns around and goes back to the bathroom to get the olive oil. When she comes back, she lifts the quilt and her pajamas, and drops two drops on the reddening part of her belly. She puts her index finger and middle finger together and gently rubs them.