The kiss was especially warm.

The small interior space is heating up rapidly.

Ye Qingxin can even hear the tut tut sound when the tip of her tongue is sucked. The man's breathing is getting heavier and stronger. It seems that she wants to take her apart and eat her. There is an unbearable overflow in her throat.

Man's body smell mixed with cigarette and wine gas filled her mouth and nose, familiar taste, let her sink deeper in the sinking, brain bursts of confusion.

Red to green.

Their car was blocked in front, and the car behind began to whistle, faster and faster.

Jingboyuan slowly let go of the girl who was soft in his arms. Her dark and calm eyes hide forbearance and restraint. Finally, she kisses her lips, caresses her chin and starts the car again.

His left hand controls the steering wheel, his right hand grasps Ye Qingxin's little hand, and his thumb rubs her palm.

Ye Qingxin leaned on his shoulder and felt that the past month was not as short as a few seconds at the moment.

The car stopped in front of a private restaurant.

Two people get out of the car.

In the box.

Jingboyuan asks Ye Qingxin to take a look at the menu. Thinking that jingboyuan had just come down from the wine table, he must have drunk a lot of wine. The wine on his body is a bit heavy, so he ordered a Jiejiu soup and two light dishes.

There is concern in the details.

The man took a look at her, did not feel a smile, added a few simple dishes, and finally ordered a honey red bean.

The food is served quickly.

Ye Qingxin is not hungry, can't eat anything, holding a spoon to dig honey red beans, a pair of eyes staring at the opposite man.

Men eat a lot, but it gives people a sense of grace.

No one will eat at the business table.

Ye Qingxin took a small bowl for him, filled a bowl of Jiejiu soup, gently pushed in front of him, "drink this Jiejiu."

Jing Boyuan raised his eyelids, looked at her, swallowed the food in his mouth, and asked in a faint voice, "how did you suddenly change your mind?"

Ye Qingxin Leng for a moment, "what?"

Jingboyuan took the bowl of soup and drank it. Without answering, he just took the unfathomable eyes and looked at her.

Under his gaze, ye Qingxin reacts to what he means.

She was the one who put forward the end at the beginning, and now she is also the one who threw herself into the arms. Her inconsistent words and deeds show that she is capricious.

Sipping her lips, she said truthfully, "I saw that guardianship agreement."

Jingboyuan still looks at her like this, his eyes are unpredictable, "so?"

Ye Qingxin didn't answer, but said: "that day pear was at the Party of time, I saw... I saw Lou Liangchen..."

Jingboyuan's eyes are quiet.

Ye Qingxin continued: "I saw him coming out of a box and heard Yu Qingyou's voice in the box... It seemed that he was being bullied... Do you know Lou Liangchen?"

The last sentence, the tone of doubt, the tone of determination.

Jing Boyuan did not deny it.

Ye Qingxin opens her mouth again and says her guess: "it's you who let Lou Liangchen come to marry Yu Qingyou. You create the illusion of being infatuated and unrepentant to the outside world. You give Yu Qingyou almost everything a woman dreams of, such as a huge bride price, a big diamond ring, a beautiful wedding dress and a luxurious wedding. In private, you treat her like this. I'm afraid that Yu Qingyou will tell her parents, Neither of her parents will believe her... "

"My husband treats himself like this. No matter outsiders or relatives, they think that they are living in happiness. This kind of feeling must be very desperate."

While talking about it, ye Qingxin recalls Lou Liangchen, who was seen in "the city of time" that day. He was elegant and modest. He also explained his love for Yu Qingyou with his actions. Who could have imagined that he let others insult his new wife behind his back.

Whether in the ancient society with strict ethics or in today's increasingly open world, sexual insult is always the strongest weapon to tear women apart.

Jing Boyuan put his two little arms on the edge of the table and listened to Ye Qingxin quietly. Then he spoke faintly: "the Yu family can't control her, and let her do mischief. I just found someone to manage it for them. As for how to manage it, I can't control it."

Ye Qingxin picked up chopsticks and put a piece of yam into jingboyuan bowl. Instead of continuing the topic, he said with a smile, "have some of this."

After dinner out, outside the air-conditioning blow, leaf heart did not help shivering.

The next moment, a suit jacket wrapped around her.

Jing Boyuan only wears a shirt and a suit. When she takes off her suit, there is only a thin shirt left. Ye Qingxin subconsciously wants to take off her suit, but Jing Boyuan has already put her in her arms.

"You'll be cold." Ye Qingxin looked at his side face and said.

Jing Boyuan didn't say anything, took her to the parking lot, pressed the remote control key to open the lock, opened the front passenger's door and stuffed her in.

The car is on the road.

Ye Qingxin looks at the way to B University. He doesn't know what it's like.

She thought that with his previous "bad" behavior, he would directly take her home

She was still wondering whether she should comply directly or refuse to welcome her if he really wanted to take her home.

As a result

It seems that she thinks too much.

Ye Qingxin quietly leans on the back of the front passenger's seat, grabs the seat belt with both hands, turns his head and looks out of the window, with a clear and unpleasant look.

Jingboyuan noticed that the little girl was in a low mood. His eyes slid to the end of his eyes. He glanced at the listless little girl and said with a smile, "are you not happy?"

Ye Qingxin lowered his head, "No."

Jingboyuan chuckles, freeing up his right hand and holding Ye Qingxin's left hand.

The car stopped some distance away from B gate.

At this time, it's already more than 10 p.m. and the university town is no more crowded than the urban area. During the day, the traffic is not as dense as the urban area, and there are fewer late trains.

It's quiet all around.

Ye Qingxin saw the car stop, some unknown, so, "how to stop here?"

Jingboyuan put out the fire, leaned over and pinched Ye Qingxin's waist, lifted her from the co pilot to her lap. Fortunately, there was a large space in the car, and ye Qingxin didn't hit the roof.

The man's thighs are strong and strong, with distinct touch, which makes Ye Qingxin's ears warm slightly.

She looked at jingboyuan, and then dropped her eyelashes. Without saying anything, she let him hold her.

Jing Boyuan held her thin chin and raised her face. Her eyes were calm and deep. With insight, she seemed to be able to look into the soul from human eyes.

Heart "plop plop" straight jump, bursts of throbbing feeling from the bottom of my heart, ye Qingxin breathing slightly disordered, feeling to, murmuring lip flap called: "Bo Yuan..."

The voice is like a kitten. It's very light and soft. It makes people itch when they listen to it.

Jing Boyuan's broad body leaned back slightly on his back, feeling the taste of warm fragrant nephrite in his arms. His voice said in a low voice, "tell me why it was over."

Ye Qingxin turns her eyes from the man's face, biting her lower lip quietly.

"He said The gentle tone of a man is full of irresistible deterrence.

Ye Qingxin puts his hands on Jing Boyuan's strong chest to prevent him from leaning. Hearing the man's words full of oppression, he curls his fingers slowly and unconsciously.

For a moment, she said, "didn't I tell you all about it?"

"I want to hear the truth, my heart." Jingboyuan rubbed her chin. Her voice softened a little, and she said, "after a long time, you still don't believe me. If there's anything you should tell me, we'll discuss and solve it together. You hide your mind, and then you say goodbye to me. Your heart and patience are limited."

The last sentence, let Ye Qingxin inexplicably frightened.

In front of this man, the status is high, where others are in a hurry to flatter the protagonist, was used to other people's obedience, how can she again and again again and again nonsense.

Ye Qingxin's eyes are red, but he stubbornly resists the sour feeling in his heart.

How can she tell the man that she just doesn't want to drag him down.

For a moment, she bent over to kiss the man's thin lips.

Jing Boyuan easily pushed away the little girl who was trying to muddle through with her beauty. He forbade the desire that sprang up at the moment when she was kissing him. He said in a positive way: "don't try to interrupt."

Ye Qingxin's seduction failed, with a flash of embarrassment on her face.

Even if the car was dark, jingboyuan still caught it. He hooked his lower lip silently. His voice was steady and powerful: "tell me."

Ye Qingxin dropped his head and said nothing.

In the dark, jingboyuan's fundus slipped with a touch of helplessness.

"Xinxin, I'm 14 years older than you, and I have more life experience than you. Some problems will only be more profound than you. If you can think of them, I don't care. What do you care about?"

This means something.

Ye Qingxin eased for a moment, vaguely understood the meaning of his words, and looked up at him incredulously, "do you know what I care about?"

Jingboyuan stared at her little face for a moment, stroked the girl's delicate and smooth cheek with his right hand and said, "I'm not sure." Now it's settled.

Ye Qingxin has the feeling of being surrounded.

"Heart, child and you, I choose you."

Men's words are sonorous and forceful.

Each word, like a huge stone, hit the heart lake of Ye Qingxin, set off a storm.

I always know what he meant. After her miscarriage, she heard those conversations outside Mrs. Jing's ward and learned that she couldn't regenerate. However, Jing Boyuan proposed several times afterwards to ask her for a license. Although she didn't say any more sweet words, she understood what he meant.

Now he said it himself, with such simple language, such serious and solemn tone, it still caused a great impact on Ye Qingxin's psychology.

She felt the heat in her eyes. She felt something fall out of her eyes and slide down her cheek. She was intercepted and wiped away by the man's fingers on the way.

"What about grandma?" Ye Qingxin choked a little.

Jingboyuan holds Ye Qingxin's small face, gently wipes the tears from her eyes, and whispers, "she will understand."

Do you understand? Ye Qingxin thinks of the old man who is kind to him. His eyes are dark. Even if he understands, it's hard to accept. He is not kind enough to live up to the old man's favor.

"Don't think so much. Go back and have a good rest. Leave the rest to me."

Jing Boyuan says to signal Ye Qingxin to go back to the co pilot. Ye Qingxin suddenly holds his face and kisses his thin lips.

The girl's kiss is not skillful, but it is no longer as astringent as it was at first. She takes the initiative to stretch out her little tongue and poke it into the man's mouth to tease and entangle his tongue.

Jing Boyuan pushed her away slightly, "if you don't go, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up with the dormitory entrance guard."

Ye Qingxin frowned, a little unhappy. He was not moved by her enthusiasm again and again. He slightly lowered his head and looked at jingboyuan from the end of his eyes. Looking at people from this point of view, there was a trace of shyness in his charm.

Her lips shallow a hook, "can't catch up, don't go back."

Such words from a girl's mouth, for any man, is a kind of invitation full of temptation.

No man would think that a girl said this in order to watch the stars and the moon with him.

Jing Boyuan's eyes sank. He put his arms around Ye Qingxin's waist and lowered his head to kiss the girl's delicate lips,.

After kissing for a while, he let her go, started the car and drove to Nanshan villa.

The night is deeper, the street lights are dim, and there are not many cars on the road.

Ye Qingxin plays with Jing Boyuan's right hand. She thinks of the intimate scene again. Suddenly, she has a mischievous idea in her heart. She holds his index finger and sucks it gently with the tip of her tongue wrapped around his fingertip.

This scene is easy to associate with some indescribable pictures.

Jing Boyuan turns his head and takes a deep look at her. Ye Qingxin clearly reads something strange from that eye.

She hooked her lower lip, and the evil came from her courage. She reached out to untie the man's belt buckle

The car stopped at the side of the road for a long time before it started again.

Ye Qingxin blushes and heartbeats. After the impulse, some people can't believe that they will do such absurd things.

Outside, for the first time.

Jing Boyuan controls the speed of the car. His calm and deep eyebrows vaguely show a sense of satiety.

This is the third time that ye Qingxin has done this for him. Every time I remember, I can hear him sigh as if he had nothing. Calmness seems to be the man's impregnable shell. At any moment, he looks calm and calm, even at the moment of intimacy.

Only at that moment did he seem to show his true feelings.

Thinking of this, ye Qingxin rolled her lips and began to smile. She was bright and bright. She was a little proud and had a feeling of holding this man's lifeblood.

I don't know how long it took.

The car drove into No.8 courtyard of nanshanshu.

They entered the door one by one.

The man's back is steady and reliable. Ye Qingxin is holding hands with him with a smile.

As soon as the door is closed and the light doesn't open, ye Qingxin is pressed against the door. In the dark environment, the man's breath is full of aggression to surround her. Ye Qingxin's heart beats faster.

"What are you laughing at all the way?" Deep magnetic voice in the ear, hidden danger.

Ye Qingxin can hear her chest rumbling, and the pressure on her makes her suffocate.

In the dark, she couldn't see the man's facial features and expression clearly, only her dark and deep eyes, which were more and more deep.

"I didn't laugh," Ye Qingxin said in a low voice.

Just words did not finish, the man's lips have begun to attack the city.

Jingboyuan holds the girl's buttocks and holds her up. While kissing, she goes upstairs. Her clothes scatter all the way from the master bedroom door to the shower room.

The water flow of the shower head was rapid, and the hot water sprayed on the two people. The sound of the water covered their rapid breathing.

After the end, ye Qingxin was held out. She felt that her legs were too sore to stand.

Carefully, since she found out that she was pregnant, they had never done this kind of thing seriously. After more than two months of discomforts, the intimacy was particularly satisfying. Coupled with Ye Qingxin's initiative, their state reached an unprecedented agreement.

Spiritual, physical, double pleasure.

Jingboyuan puts on his nightgown, takes cigarettes and lighters from the bedside table and walks to the balcony.

Ye Qingxin frowned, wanted to say something, opened his mouth, but did not make a sound.

Quitting smoking is not something that can be done overnight. We have to take our time.

She lay on her side in the quilt, holding her head in her palm and looking at the glass door of the balcony. Jingboyuan stood with her back to the glass door, straight and deep.

Suddenly thinking of something, she leaned over to open the drawer of the bedside table.

It's empty inside.

That drawer of Okamoto is useless after all.

Ye Qingxin droops his eyelashes, lies back on the bed, closes his eyes and goes to sleep.

About two minutes later, she heard the slight sound of the glass door being closed. After a while, there was a clattering sound of bathing in the bathroom. About ten minutes later, jingboyuan lay down beside her, with a refreshing smell after bathing and no smoke smell.

He reached out and put Ye Qingxin in his arms. Ye Qingxin turned over, opened his eyes, looked at him and said, "I'm a little thirsty."

Jingboyuan kisses her forehead and says in a steady voice, "just a moment." Then I got up and went out.

Soon back, with a cup of warm water in his hand, ye Qingxin sat up and took a drink. The temperature was just right.

"Thank you, Mr. Jing." After drinking, she naturally handed the cup to jingboyuan.

Jing Boyuan, with a smile under his eyes, rubbed her messy hair and put the cup on the bedside table.

This night, ye Qingxin nests in jingboyuan's arms and sleeps deeply.

The next morning, ye Qingxin wakes up at eight o'clock. Jing Boyuan is not in the bedroom. There is a note on the bedside table that he left

——Today will be very busy, eat on time, let Master Lu see you off when you go out.

There is also the signature of Jing Boyuan in the lower right corner.

The characters are strong and the backbone is clear.

Ye Qingxin stares at Jing Boyuan's words, and the corners of his mouth can't help stirring up.

She got up and got out of bed to wash. Last night, she had no clothes to wear, so she put on jingboyuan's shirt. The man's clothes were wide and put on her petite skeleton. It was very funny, but it was also a bit sexy and amorous.

The clothes scattered on the floor last night have been picked up by Jing Boyuan. Ye Qingxin's clothes are carefully folded on the couch at the foot of the bed, and the underwear she takes off

It's hanging on the towel rack in the bathroom.

It was the man who washed it.

Ye Qingxin pursed his lips with a smile, but he was thoughtful and considerate.

After washing and dressing up, Aunt Zhang went downstairs. Seeing her, she looked very happy. "Madam, you've finally come back."

"Good morning, Aunt Zhang." Ye Qingxin said hello with a smile.

Aunt Zhang served breakfast at the dinner table and said, "during your absence, my husband almost never came back. Occasionally, he was full of wine. He was busy on business and socializing all day. A few days ago, my husband suddenly fell ill. The doctor said that he was overworked recently, had an irregular diet and drank too much wine. He suggested that my husband stay in hospital for a few days, but he was discharged the next day, Xiao He said that he still works every day and doesn't rest until very late. "

"Well, what do you think Sir is doing so hard? No matter how much money, where is good health important? You must try to persuade him. It won't work like this. "

Ye Qingxin put the toast in his mouth and said, "is he sick?"

Aunt Zhang fell in love with Ye, sighed and said, "yes, why did Mr. suddenly work so hard? His wife should understand that he was in a bad mood and vent his anger on his work. Although Mr. always looks like he doesn't care about anything, it's all false. I can see that Mr. cares about his wife very much."

Aunt Zhang doesn't know what happened between Ye Qingxin and jingboyuan, but ye Qingxin suddenly moved out of Nanshan villa, and jingboyuan overdrawn his energy to work. Everyone can see that there is a problem between them.

Ye Qingxin slowly put down the toast, no appetite to eat anything.

When she saw jingboyuan yesterday, she thought he was a little thin. She only thought he was tired from his business trip, but she didn't expect that he was so tired that he went to the hospital.

"Aunt Zhang." Ye Qingxin's voice was very light, with a faint shiver, "do you know what's wrong with him?"

Aunt Zhang truthfully replied: "it seems that there is something wrong with the stomach. I'm not very clear about the details, but the doctor told him to eat on time, eat something light to nourish the stomach, try not to be hungry, rest more and drink less..."

Aunt Zhang recites the doctor's words to Ye Qingxin.

Ye Qingxin thought that he took her to supper last night. In fact, he needed to eat. At that time, he ordered light food

She should have noticed, but she didn't.

After eating breakfast, she wanted to call Jing Boyuan, but she was afraid of disturbing his work. After thinking about it, she sent a message.

——Are you busy?

After about five minutes, jingboyuan called.

"What's the matter?"

His voice had a serious sense of business.

Ye Qingxin knew that he must be busy. Without beating around the Bush, he went straight to the theme and said, "do you have dinner at noon?"

Jingbo yuan back: "No."

Ye Qingxin: "always in the company, don't you go out?"

Jingboyuan gave a "hum".

Ye Qingxin laughed and said, "it's OK. You're busy. Bye."

Finish saying also don't wait there to give a response, directly hung up the phone.

Hearing the sudden "beep" on the phone, Jing Boyuan lost his laugh.

"Little fiancee?" In the sofa of the general manager's office of Bowei, there is a young man in his mid-30s, with folded legs and an open document in his hand. He is calm and unsmiling. He is somewhat similar to jingboyuan, and he is also a man of great charm.

Jing Boyuan came back and sat opposite the man. He took a cup of tea and sipped it with a smile.

"It's rare to have a woman who can live up to you. I heard she's only twenty years old?" The implication is that the old ox of jingboyuan has eaten the tender grass.

Jing Boyuan didn't answer. He leaned into the sofa and folded his long legs. He put the cigarette that he had been holding at his fingertips into his mouth and took a sip. Then he said, "if you remember correctly, my sister-in-law is twenty-three this year." Voice over: you're eating grass, too.

That man smell speech hearty smile, stretch out a hand to take tea cup, toward Jing Bo Yuan motioned for a while, way: "this is each other."

They talked about their work for a while. Finally, the man said, "it's only half a year since I went abroad. I didn't expect that boss Jing, who has always been serious and steady, has changed so much. As soon as I returned home, I heard about your romantic affairs. I'd like to have a chance to get together. I'm a little curious about what kind of women can move you."

Jingboyuan is not in a position to comment.

Just then, the man's mobile phone rang, he took out his mobile phone to see the next call, eyebrows suddenly become soft, the voice is full of gentle mouth: "song song."

Hung up the phone, the man collected the gentleness when answering the phone, and said to jingboyuan in a light voice: "today, I'll talk about this. I'll let the people below do a good job in sending it."

Jingboyuan saw that he could switch between the two attitudes so freely. He held a teacup and said with a smile, "my sister-in-law, you've fallen a lot. I remember two years ago, my sister-in-law was chasing you after you. How righteous and indifferent you were, holding the elder's airs and rejecting the little girl's infatuation. It's only how long ago. It's really a turn of Feng Shui."

The man choked for a while and immediately laughed. It seemed that he thought of something in the past. He said with emotion: "it's the most difficult thing to control the matter of emotion. You've fallen down too."

Two mature men look at each other and smile. They both see helplessness and willingness in each other's eyes.

Let's talk about ye Qingxin.

Hang up the phone, she turned to busy Aunt Zhang said: "Aunt Zhang, let's go to the supermarket to buy vegetables."

There is a large supermarket near nanshanshu.

On the way to the supermarket, ye Qingxin searched the Internet for the ingredients and recipes for nourishing the stomach, and made a list in the book with a pen.

When she got to the supermarket, she went straight to the fruit and vegetable section.

After choosing the vegetables to buy, she picked some raw peanuts.

"Aunt Zhang, do you have any apples at home?"

Aunt Zhang pushed the car behind her and said, "no, sir, I don't like fruit very much, so I didn't buy it."

Ye Qingxin nodded and picked out some apples.

When checking out, Aunt Zhang wants to pay. Ye Qingxin stops her and pays by wechat.

Pushing the shopping cart out, there is a clothing shop downstairs. Passing by a brand men's clothing store, ye Qingxin's eyes are attracted by the plastic models in the store.

The model is wearing a dark gray overcoat, which is well-designed. With that lifeless model, it gives people a sense of calmness. Ye Qingxin thinks that if this overcoat is worn on jingboyuan, it will look better.

Jing Boyuan's height and figure are no worse than that of the model.

Just thinking, "bang!" A, huge impact force, let her two wrists are numb.

"Why are you so careless." A low, strange voice rings out. Ye Qingxin looks up and sees a girl in her twenties on the opposite side. Her car collides with her. A tall man next to the girl is examining the girl's wrist tenderly and painfully.

Ye Qingxin apologized: "I'm sorry."

The girl looked over, with a bright smile on her face and a row of neat white teeth on her face. She said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. It's because I lost my mind and didn't see the road clearly."

Then the girl pointed to the coat that ye fell in love with and said to the man beside her, "that dress must look better on you!"

Ye Qingxin

Back in Nanshan villa, ye Qingxin began to cook lunch.

Aunt Zhang wants to help. Ye Qingxin smiles and says no. Aunt Zhang also knows that she wants to cook for Jing Boyuan, and she doesn't want to force her to follow her.

Ye Qingxin's cooking skills are really not good, and the dishes are not so good.

She was very satisfied with herself. She took a thermos box to serve the meal and asked Master Lu to drive her to Bowei.

It's time for the noon break.

Before getting off the bus, ye Qingxin said to master Lu, "it may take me a while to come out. Please remember to have dinner."

Master Lu said with a smile, "I know. Don't worry, madam."

The front desk of the hall asked her who she was looking for and what she wanted.

Ye Qingxin smiles and shakes his head. He looks at the strict line of gates that exudes the smell of "no admittance", and takes out his mobile phone to call Jing Boyuan.

Before dialing it out, Luo Feng came over and yelled at her from a long distance: "madam, this way!"

All of a sudden, ye Qingxin hears someone pumping gas nearby.

The two receptionists who questioned her before looked at her with a look of horror and inconceivable.

Ye Qingxin collects his mobile phone, grins at them, goes through the gate channel opened by Luo Feng's swipe card, and follows him to jingboyuan's exclusive elevator.

This is her first visit to bower group.

Just from the outside, the building is towering and magnificent. From the inside, well, the company of rich people.

"Assistant Luo, you seem to know I'm coming?" Ye Qingxin turns to ask Luo Feng standing behind her.

Luo Feng told the truth: "Mr. Jing is holding a high-level meeting. There are still 20 minutes left. Before entering the meeting room, let me pay attention to the monitoring outside the main gate, saying that my wife may come."

Ye fell in love with him and said nothing more.

Heart floating on the strands of sweet, she just asked two questions on the phone, he knew she was coming.

Luo Feng led her into the general manager's office.

Jingboyuan's office space is open, surrounded by a glass wall, bright space, dark gray solid wood tall bookshelves and large class tables, black leather sofa group, showing the calm atmosphere of successful men everywhere.

"Take a seat first, madam. Mr. Jing will be here in a moment." Luo Feng made a "please" gesture to the sofa.

Ye Qingxin thanks politely and appropriately.

When the office door is closed, ye Qingxin puts his thermos box on the tea table and goes to the glass wall to have a look outside. He has a panoramic view of the prosperity of the capital. He has a kind of ambition to see all the mountains in his heart.

She suddenly understood why so many men are keen on power and wealth. The more powerful people are, the more they want to get more power. The feeling of standing high and overlooking all living beings does have the magic power to make people fall.

Ye Qingxin couldn't help thinking, what's jingboyuan's mood when he stands here?

Is there a feeling of being king in the world?

With a smile, ye Qingxin turns to the bookshelf. The books are classified and placed meticulously. They are all financial and management books, as well as psychology. Most of them are in Chinese and English.

There is a portable computer on the desk of Da Ban. There are several Black Signature pens in the pen holder. There are some neatly stacked documents beside the computer, and there are no unnecessary items.

Ye Qingxin turns around, takes an English psychology book from the bookshelf, and goes back to the sofa to sit down.

Her English is very good, but she is still dizzy by the dense tadpoles in the books.

She hasn't seen many professional words.

Just watching, the office door was pushed open from the outside, jingboyuan and several high-level Bowei came in.

See ye Qingxin, those high-level face together slip a touch of surprise, jingboyuan seems not salty, eyes from ye Qingxin face swept by, mouth words don't stop, continue to say to those high-level.

Ye Qingxin gracefully smiles at the crowd, closes the book, gets up and lets the sofa out.

The senior officials looked at each other.

Jingbo Yuan said in a light voice, "sit down." Then go on with what you just said.

After hesitating to sit down, those high-level officials seem to be a little absent-minded. From time to time, they take a look at Ye Qingxin standing on one side, as well as the insulated lunch box on the tea table. It's really eye-catching, like a magnet, which firmly attracts several people's attention. They can't help making eye contact.

Jing Boyuan noticed that his subordinates were half hearted, and his face was slightly heavy: "have you been sitting as a leader for a long time? You are not as determined as you used to be. "

The tone is light and casual, but it makes the listener feel nervous.

"Sorry, Mr. Jing." They all apologized and did not dare to look at them.

Jing Boyuan is sitting in the boss's chair with his body on the back of the chair. His legs are overlapping and his hands are clasped on his thighs. The boss's shelf is full of ten.

For a moment, he glanced at the crowd, "that's all for today. Go back."

"Yes." If they get amnesty, they rush out of the office for fear that they will be arrested by jingboyuan.

Waiting for the light, the thick dark gray solid wood door closed tightly, jingboyuan got up and went to the coffee table, deep eyes fell on the insulation box, and fell to Ye Qingxin, "what's the meaning?"

Ye Qingxin trotted over with his hands on his back and opened the lunch box with a smile: "stomach nourishing lunch."

Looking at the small lunch box, it was filled with several light fried dishes and a bowl of apple soup.

Jingboyuan stands and looks down on the tea table. When you look at the dishes, you can see that they are not home-made.

He eyebrows slightly move, looking at the deep eyes of Ye Qingxin, "what did you do?"

Ye Qingxin took him to sit down beside him and handed over the apple soup. "The Internet said that apple soup is still hot, you can taste it."

Jing Boyuan looked at the rusty red soup, and a few pieces of boiled Apple meat. His eyebrows were calm, and he reached for it and sent it to his lips.

"Wait a minute." Ye Qingxin suddenly stops him, takes out his hand in the pocket of his woollen coat, and then sends his little fist to jingboyuan's nose, spreading out her palm. The little girl's delicate white palm quietly lies a few peanuts.

"It's said on the Internet that eating a few raw peanuts before meals can nourish the stomach."

Jing Boyuan takes a look at her, puts down the bowl in his hand, raises his hand and holds Ye Qingxin's hand holding peanuts. He pulls the girl into his arms, hugs her, clasps the back of her head and kisses her.

After kissing for a long time, Jing Boyuan whispered in her ear: "does the Internet say that it's easy for a man to have a wrong idea when a girl treats a man like this?"

Ye Qingxin's lips were red and his ears were hot. "I'm serious with you."

Jingboyuan said, "I'm serious too."

"Ye Qingxin put her hands on Jing Boyuan's shoulders. The man's breath was close at hand, with a faint smell of tobacco. She raised her eyelids and looked at him. With his serious and serious expression, she bit his lower lip and said," the meal will be cold for a while. You can eat it while it's hot. I've made it for a long time... "

Jingboyuan kisses her forehead and lets her go. "How can you be so good today? It's not the same as the last two months."

Ye Qingxin thought of Aunt Zhang's saying that jingboyuan was hospitalized. She felt like she was blocked up. She suddenly put her arms around his neck and buried her face on his shoulder. "I'm sorry, I will be obedient in the future. I won't make you angry any more. You should treat your body well in the future, OK?"

"What did Aunt Zhang tell you?" It's not a question, it's a certainty.

He knew what she knew from the moment she said "stomach nourishing lunch.".

Ye Qingxin's stuffy voice came from his shoulder, "don't blame her. She told me this for our good, Boyuan. I'm sorry."

Jing Boyuan just hugged her for a moment and said with the tone of his elders: "it's not enough to know your mistakes, but also to be able to correct them."

Ye Qingxin nodded, "well, I will change it. I won't let you annoy me or make you angry any more."

Jing Boyuan laughed and patted her on the back. "Well, if you hold me like this again, the rice will be really cold."

Ye Qingxin retreated from his arms and handed over the peanuts again. "I bought a lot of peanuts and put them at home. When you eat later, remember to eat some raw peanuts first."

Ye Qingxin had lunch before she came. Sitting on the opposite sofa, he just stared at jingboyuan. The man ate calmly under her gaze.

Most people feel uncomfortable if they are watched so directly when they are eating, but jingboyuan is not. His self-control is amazing.

"Is it delicious?" Ye Qingxin saw that he ate with relish and couldn't help asking.

Jing Boyuan raised his eyelids and looked at her. Instead of answering, he asked, "didn't you eat at home?"

Ye Qingxin: "I don't feel good after eating it."

Jing Boyuan stopped talking.

Ye Qingxin Leng for a while to understand what he means, not happy to pout, "not how you still eat so fragrant."

Jing Boyuan reached over with his chopsticks and touched her chin. He lowered his head and ate all the food in the bowl. He also drank the apple soup very clean.

Ye Qingxin pursed her lips, but she couldn't stop laughing. She was in a happy mood.

"I'll do the dishes." When he finished eating, ye Qingxin got up to clean up the lunch box and went to the restroom to wash the dishes.

When she just turned around the office, she found a rest room, which is very similar to the master bedroom of the villa. It has a bathroom and a cloakroom, and a two meter bed. The layout and decoration are full of men's calmness and masculinity.

Somehow, she suddenly remembered what she had seen on the Internet before. Those bosses and managers always like to call the beautiful and capable female secretaries in the office to do some indescribable entertainment. Will Jing Boyuan do the same?

Secretary General MI is not a beautiful and capable female secretary.

Before he appeared, Jing Boyuan was a mature man of 34 years old. Normal men would have some normal physiological needs to be solved. I don't know what he did at that time. How did he raise a secret lover? Go to the club? Or in line with the principle of full utilization of resources to eat nest grass?

"What are you thinking?" Ye Qingxin is thinking, behind cold not Ding rang out the man's deep magnetic voice.

Ye Qingxin blinks, flushes the clean box lunch, assembles conveniently, whispers: "nothing."

Jing Boyuan's body is close behind her and finally sticks to her back. She can feel the hardness of the man's muscles and the softness of his skin. "After washing a lunch box for 15 minutes, I'm going to be fired from the company for such efficiency."

Ye Qingxin turned to look at him, and said with a smile: "I can't compare with the Secretary of your big group."

There was a smell of gunpowder in this words. Jingboyuan grabbed her sight for a moment and asked with a smile, "what are you thinking about again?"

Ye Qingxin broke free from his arms and walked out with the insulated lunch box, "I went back."

Jingboyuan put his arm around her waist and went to his arms. Ye Qingxin ran into the man's broad arms.

He leaned over to her ear and whispered vaguely, "it's still early. It's not urgent."