Ye Mingjing put down his chopsticks and suddenly asked, "Qingrou, I heard that Teacher Lu is not coming?"
Ye Qingrou nodded, having already thought of how to deal with it. She smiled and said, "Teacher Lu has a new boyfriend recently. She is busy dating him, so how can she have time to teach me?"
"Oh?" Ye Mingjing frowned slightly, thinking that Lu Wanyu was very beautiful, so it was natural for her to have a boyfriend. He felt a little disappointed, so he changed the subject and said with a smile, "Your sister Meizi is a top student at Qiongjin University. It's just right for her to tutor you, so I don't have to find a tutor for you."
Ye Meizi quickly shook her head and said modestly: "It's been almost a year since I graduated. I'm afraid I have forgotten all the knowledge in the books!"
Ye Qingrou held Ye Meizi's hand affectionately, buried his head in her towering chest and rubbed it like a cat, and said coquettishly: "Sister Meizi, please don't refuse again. If you don't teach me, I don't know who my dad will find to torture me!"
Ye Meizi tapped Ye Qingrou's forehead with her middle finger and said with a smile, "If I were a tutor, I might be stricter than other teachers."
Ye Qingrou giggled, straightened her still young chest, and said joyfully, "Sister Meizi, you are such a gentle person, but when you are serious, you can also make people feel like a spring breeze."
Seeing that the two sisters had a harmonious relationship, Ye Mingjing smiled and temporarily put aside his work worries.
After dinner, Ye Qingrou took Ye Meizi to visit the boudoir that was carefully prepared for her. Ye Meizi knew that her uncle's family was well-off, so after seeing the room that was like a princess's, she was still secretly shocked. Ye Qingrou held a photo of the two of them and smiled, "Sister, this is a photo we took five years ago. I made it into a photo frame. Do you like it?"
Ye Meizi nodded and smiled with Ye Qingrou: "Thank you, I like it very much."
Ye Qingrou held Ye Meizi's hand in hers and comforted her softly, "I've also heard about Lin He's story. Three-legged frogs are hard to find, but two-legged men are everywhere. If you feel bored, I can introduce you to a boyfriend in Yinzhou who is definitely a thousand times or ten thousand times more handsome than him. How about it?"
Seeing that Ye Qingrou had touched upon the thorn in her heart, Ye Meizi was inevitably saddened, but seeing that Ye Qingrou meant well, she sighed and said with a smile: "Qingrou, you are still too young to know what love is. Sometimes when you get too deep into this vortex, even though you know he is a bad guy, you will still be troubled by him."
For some reason, Ye Qingrou's mind flashed with Fang Zhicheng's figure. She quickly dismissed the thought and a cold sweat broke out on her back. Since Fang Zhicheng had taken advantage of her in bed that night, she would always think of Fang Zhicheng's voice and appearance from time to time.
Ye Qingrou couldn't help but be secretly frightened. Could that be what they called love? Even though he was so fierce to her, she couldn't stop thinking of his behavior and expression.
Ye Qingrou curled her lips and whispered to Ye Meizi in disdain: "Who said I don't know what feelings are? It's just that my face will blush and my heart will beat fast when I see him, and when I can't see him, it's like wagging my claws and scratching my heart!"
Ye Meizi stared at Ye Qingrou for a while and jokingly said, "Hey, could it be that my Qingrou has a lover?"
Ye Qingrou snorted softly and said proudly, "I have many sweethearts, such as Sister Meizi, and you are one of them." After she finished speaking, she stretched out her little hand, reached into the soft flesh of Ye Meizi's armpit, and touched it for a while. Then Ye Meizi also fought back, and the young sisters rolled together on the bed.
Chapter 0099 Sister Ming wants to open a dance class
When he returned to the community after overtime, there were only a few houses with lights on. Fang Zhicheng lived in the south of the city, which was relatively backward in planning, so the nightlife was not very rich. People liked to rest early, and the street lamps between the shade of the trees emitted orange light. Fang Zhicheng drove downstairs and sighed leisurely. Every time at this moment, he would subconsciously look at the house next door first, but it was a pity that the house was empty. After Cheng Bin's family moved out, the new landlord had not moved in yet, which made Fang Zhicheng have no interest in going home.
Recently, Fang Zhicheng often stayed in Zhao Qingya's villa, and would come back to the old house every now and then. The villa was large and comfortable to live in, so Fang Zhicheng naturally preferred to live there, but the old house was full of his memories, making it difficult for him to give up.
The exterior of the building was slightly mottled, with withered vines entwined around it, and the familiar corridor was cramped. Fang Zhicheng felt his way to the door of his home and was slightly surprised because there was a faint light coming from inside the door. Who would be at home at this time
Could it be…
Fang Zhicheng pushed the door and walked into the hall, only to see Qin Yuming curled up on the sofa watching TV. She was wearing a light purple cashmere sweater with a long hem that wrapped around her hips, making her graceful figure look slender and elegant.
Qin Yuming was lying on her side with her chin in her hand, her collar stretched wide open, which formed a sharp contrast with her delicate, innocent and charming face. Her charm and tenderness mixed to create a unique flavor.
She just made this trip, and the chill outside seemed like another world, with spring filling the house.
Fang Zhicheng didn't say anything, found the remote control, turned on the air conditioner, and then went into the kitchen to make two cups of hot tea. Looking at Qin Yuming's lazy look on the sofa and smelling the rich tea fragrance wafting from the teapot, although he didn't exchange a word with Qin Yuming, a sense of familiarity gradually drove away the strange atmosphere.
Fang Zhicheng sat on the far right side of the sofa. Qin Yuming subconsciously raised her head and laid her pretty face flat on Fang Zhicheng's thigh. The unknown fragrance from her hair was more tempting and rich than the scent of tea.
Qin Yuming kissed her lips and whispered softly, "It feels so good to be home."
Fang Zhicheng leaned over and stared at Qin Yuming's white jade-like left cheek, wanting to kiss it. He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and said softly, "Then why didn't you come back earlier?"
Qin Yuming rested her arms on Fang Zhicheng's chest, her creamy white skin glowing with an alluring hue. She smiled sweetly and said, "Although home is good, it is a place where freedom is restricted. Since you've gone out, you naturally have to enjoy yourself enough before you can come back."
Fang Zhicheng carefully moved his buttocks and changed his position to make Qin Yuming lie more comfortably. He whispered in her ear and asked, "Have you ever had a romantic encounter?"
Qin Yuming glared at Fang Zhicheng unhappily, propped herself up and sat up straight, deliberately provoking Fang Zhicheng, "Of course I've had a lot of romantic encounters. When I was in Yunnan, I met a Cantonese guy who begged me to marry him."
Fang Zhicheng really took the bait. He was so angry that his face turned pale. He snorted twice and said, "Then why did you come back? Wouldn't it be better to go to Guangdong and Hong Kong and become a rich lady?"
Seeing that Fang Zhicheng was really angry, Qin Yuming immediately changed her tone, pointed at Fang Zhicheng's high nose bridge with her jade finger, and chuckled, "If you really become a rich wife, wouldn't you lose a well-behaved and lovely brother?"
Fang Zhicheng then laughed and was about to walk over to hug Qin Yuming, but Qin Yuming dodged and pointed in the direction of the bathroom, saying lightly, "Go take a shower quickly, it's getting late." After saying that, she stretched out her hand, yawned, and walked towards her room.
Fang Zhicheng stared at Qin Yuming's graceful back, fascinated by her. When the door was closed and locked, he shook his head dejectedly and went into the bathroom to wash up. After taking a hot bath, his body temperature rose suddenly. He walked to the guest room, knocked on the door twice, and asked softly, "Sister, are you asleep?"
Qin Yuming hummed and ignored Fang Zhicheng. Fang Zhicheng shook his head helplessly and continued to ask: "We haven't seen each other for so long, can we at least say a few more words?"
"I'm tired. Let's talk tomorrow." Qin Yuming's gentle voice came through the door, becoming more and more seductive.
Fang Zhicheng begged relentlessly, "Sister, some things won't taste good if we wait until tomorrow to say them. Although the refrigerator can keep food fresh, there will always be a difference in taste when food goes in and out."
Qin Yuming was so annoyed by Fang Zhicheng that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She could only get up from the bed, put on her slippers and walked to the door. She only opened a crack, her black hair covering half of her pretty face, and said lightly, "Go ahead."
Fang Zhicheng saw a good opportunity and pushed Qin Yuming. Qin Yuming stumbled back several steps and stared at Fang Zhicheng blankly. Fang Zhicheng was thinking of other actions, but seeing Qin Yuming's attitude, he lost his courage and could only stand by the door awkwardly, scratching his head.
Qin Yuming pointed at Fang Zhicheng and complained, "Zhicheng, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you dare to attack me?"
Fang Zhicheng said aggrievedly: "It's so weird to talk through the crack of the door. It's better to talk face to face. Communication is smoother."
Qin Yuming turned her pretty face away and pouted, "Hurry up and tell me, I need to sleep." After that, she covered her red lips with her right hand again and yawned.
Fang Zhicheng mustered up his courage, sat next to Qin Yuming, and whispered, "Sister, I heard that you resigned?"