In the evening, Ye Mi washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen. When she came out, she saw Qiao Yan sitting on the sofa with a magazine in his hand, lost in thought. She suddenly jumped onto the sofa and asked, "What are you thinking about?" She leaned her head in front of him.
Qiao Yan stepped back and looked at her helpless smile. He was really scared by her.
"I'm wondering what makes you say money is not a problem?" Qiao Yan stared into her eyes until Ye Mi blushed, embarrassedly covering her face with her hands and lying on his thighs, her knees on the sofa, her butt raised high, and shaking from side to side.
"You are so bad. I told you that everything you have will be mine sooner or later. Your money is mine." She didn't even look up, but just wagged her tail and acted coquettishly.
Qiao Yan couldn't help laughing, holding her waist and turning her over, letting her lie on the sofa with her head resting on his legs. Qiao Yan's hands played with her hair, which was so smooth, and the scene looked really beautiful and harmonious.
Ye Mi looked up at Qiao Yan and said, "Don't you think days like this are really good?" After saying that, she looked away, pretending to be casual, but her heart was beating like a pounding horse.
After a while, the man hummed and then sighed deeply, "Life would be great if Sun Jian's incident didn't happen again." He grabbed her hair randomly, "Which department in the company do you think would be more suitable for him? Hmm?" Qiao Yan looked down at her and asked.
Ye Mi stiffened her neck and looked at him in surprise, "How do you know that Datou will definitely be willing to donate a kidney to his brother?" After saying this, she moved her body to find a more comfortable position, "If donating one can definitely save the patient, it's worth it. Maybe it can't be saved, and Datou doesn't have to die."
Qiao Yan smiled faintly. He thought Sun Jian might really say goodbye to Feiyang. How selfish does one have to be to watch his loved ones leave? Even if there is 100% hope, he still has to try 100%. He can't just watch someone die without helping, let alone Sun Jian who is so kind and honest. Qiao Yan thought about this matter all afternoon. He wanted to help him get a position in other departments when reporting to the company. After all, Feiyang is a good company, and even ground work can make a lot of money.
Ye Mi felt a different feeling in her heart at this time. She wanted to say something several times but finally couldn't help but said, "Qiao Yan, if something happened to your family, would you give up flying back?"
Qiao Yan paused for a moment, and continued to play with her hair. "If there is something at home that requires me to go back, I think I will. After all, that is my home, and those are my relatives." His tone was a little sad. He would miss that home at ordinary times, but he couldn't hide it. But every time they had a chance to reunite, they always ended up in a bad mood.
Ye Mi didn't say anything. She had not made up her mind since she met her eldest brother, but at this moment she was extremely determined. She should send him back, not for herself, but because she thought he also wanted to go back.
"Ye Zi, believe me, I will take care of you for the rest of your life, and I will take you with me when I go back." After a long time, Qiao Yan suddenly said this, and Ye Mi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, but she was not sure of his intentions. In their special relationship, the meaning of taking care of her for a lifetime has been blurred, just like he swore to his grandmother that he would take care of her for the rest of her life, and it was just like the brother-sister cuddling in the past two years. This deepest oath of a man to a woman, between them, has been sublimated into communist fraternity without knowing when.
This is both a blessing and a misfortune!
"I thought you were inhuman before. You're probably so weird because you love them too much and have too high expectations of them."
Qiao Yan had a faint smile on his lips. He looked at her face. At this moment, she had her eyes closed. Her eyelashes were very long, like a small palm-leaf fan. Her nose was high and the tip of her nose was very small. Judging from the look of her mouth, it seemed that she was dissatisfied with something.
"Sometimes I treat you the same way, do you understand?" His voice was soft and low, with a bewitching magnetism, and my mood suddenly became brighter.
Ye Mi's heart was a little shaken when she heard it, and suddenly she felt that there was something else in it. She stood up suddenly and stared at Qiao Yan, "What did you say? I don't understand. Say it again."
Qiao Yan's face turned red for a moment, and then dark again. He threw the magazine on the coffee table with a bang and moved away from her. "Don't understand? It means that what you said is wrong! Get out of the way!" He stood up and trotted upstairs to his room.
Ye Mi was stunned. Before she could figure out the situation, she saw him sticking his head out again. "You haven't mopped the floor tonight. Don't be lazy."
Ye Mi pouted, picked up the mop and started to wipe the floor resignedly, but Qiao Yan's words kept spinning in her mind, "I will take care of you for the rest of your life", "I will take you back with me when I go back", "I will do the same to you"!
She stopped, holding her waist with one hand and leaning on the mop handle with the other, "What's that? You always speak half-heartedly, showing off that you have a double master's degree? No!" Ye Mi threw away the mop in her hand, "We must get it done tonight. If we don't make a decision, we will suffer the consequences."
She walked to the stairs and seemed to remember something. Her face turned slightly red and she immediately turned around and went into the bathroom.
Qiao Yan sat at the head of the bed, biting his lips tightly, his face full of annoyance and resentment, his hands pressed on the bedside table and scratched and clawed, "You stupid girl, you are deliberately embarrassing me." He pulled back the quilt and lay down, then sat up again after a moment, "Either don't get involved, or if you mess up the waters and want to run away, there's no way!" He jumped off the bed, opened the door and saw Ye Mi standing outside.
The two impetuous people suddenly became quiet. After such an ambiguous relationship, they were confused and had no idea what the other was thinking. Qiao Yan cleared his throat, "You..."
"I… "
"You speak first!"
"You speak first!"
The two people spoke in unison, and their eyes met, and they were suddenly extremely awkward. No one spoke, and they just stood there with red faces. Ye Miyi frowned, feeling somewhat helpless. Was he really a man who had been in love, was he really a rich young man? He had been breathing for almost 30 years, and he hadn't even learned how to pick up girls? Ye Miyi gritted his teeth, and was unwilling to sacrifice his face to catch his lover.
She pushed Qiao Yan's shoulders with both hands, and the man stumbled back two steps without being prepared and retreated to the bed.
Ye Mi came in and closed the door, then pushed him down on the bed rudely, then leaned on top of him, knelt on the bed with legs apart, supported his face with his hands, and hovered above him.
Qiao Yan was stunned at first, but then he got into the mood. He cooperated obediently, just wanting to see what tricks this little girl would have. "What do you want?" His tone was quite arrogant, as if he was not surprised. Ye Mi was a little timid, avoiding his eyes, and wanted to come down, then smiled and said, "Haha, just teasing you!" But then she thought, that would be too cowardly, she took a deep breath, turned her head and looked at her, her face full of smiles, her eyes curved into the shape of crescents, beautiful beyond description.
"I want to go out and pick up men, but I don't have any experience. Since you are such a kind person, why don't you give me some practice and give me some guidance."
"You want me to be a love instructor? Or a tutor?" Qiao Yan raised his eyebrows, pretending to be uninterested, but in a very good mood, "What if you accidentally take advantage of me?"
Ye Mi was stunned at first, then she smiled. She gently patted his face with one hand, and said frivolously, "Don't worry, I will be responsible for you."
"What about tuition? It's very expensive to hire me."
Ye Mi rolled her eyes, slowly leaned down, and kissed him lightly on the forehead, "Can I use someone to support me?"
Qiao Yan smacked his lips, his heart feeling as sweet as if it were filled with honey, and every pore in his body seemed to emanate an emotion called joy, but his face still showed an embarrassed look.
Ye Mi was a little angry, "Take a free class first to test your level and then talk about the price." After saying that, she lowered her head and bit his lips, biting him without any method.
Qiao Yan felt his blood boiling, and he didn't care about anything else. Following his own heart, he turned over and pressed her down on the bed, "What's the point of lips touching lips? Let me teach you something deeper." While she was still in shock, his tongue had already slipped between her lips and teeth, lingering there. His hands were on her waist, but he was becoming more and more restless, rubbing her body hard through her pure cotton home clothes.
Ye Mi's heart was beating wildly, and the places on her body that he touched seemed to be on fire. She was excited but also filled with anxiety. Her arms were tightly wrapped around his shoulders, and she was reluctant to let go.
My heart is no longer my own, so why would I care about my body
But Qiao Yan suddenly stopped, he looked up at Ye Mi, the faint red bloodshot in his eyes showed the depth of his desire at the moment, his breathing was a little heavy, he rolled over to the side, lying on the bed, to hide how beastly he was at the moment. If he didn't stop this class, he was afraid that he would directly teach the core content. He was not unwilling, but he didn't want to do it at this moment. He needed time to sort out his feelings, he wanted to have no confusion and entanglement when they really had each other.
Ye Mi just lay there on her back, her whole body felt like a basin of cold water had been poured over her, her mind was blank, shame, disappointment, and annoyance all surged up, her heart was blocked. Her face lost its previous blush and turned a little pale. She clearly felt the changes in his body, but he stopped. Apart from disgust and unwillingness, she didn't know what else it was.
She felt unprecedented frustration, and even regretted her impulsiveness. Sometimes it was better to keep being ambiguous, guessing, and holding on to a little fantasy than to put the truth so cruelly in front of people. But now she didn't know how to end it.
Her eyes felt dry, and she could vaguely hear the heavy breathing of the person next to her. He lay there motionless, and Ye Mi thought that he had let her sneak away. She slowly stood up, but before she could sit up straight, she was pressed down by a strong arm.
"You want to run away after the free class? I'm a tutor. You think I'm running a class? You can come and go as you please." He turned his head and squinted at her, with a smile on his face. He pulled Ye Mi to his side and closed his eyes, "Don't leave. Stay with me for a while."
Qiao Yan was really scared by himself. It turned out that he wanted to be with her so much.
Ye Mi was a little shy. This roller coaster-like ups and downs really required a very strong heart to withstand. She quietly snuggled beside him and put her arm around his waist. The room was so quiet that only Qiao Yan's increasingly rapid breathing could be heard. If he continued to hold her like this, it would be inevitable that the beast would do one or more of these things.
He wanted to calm down but couldn't help himself. He suddenly opened his eyes and smacked his lips, "Ye Mi, did you brush your teeth before you came in?"
Ye Mi's face flushed and burned like a cooked crab shell. She suddenly stood up, jumped off the bed, and kicked him. "Are you going to die if you pretend you don't know? Are you going to die?" Then she ran out.
Qiao Yan heard the sound of the door opening, and he curled up while laughing. He was really asking for trouble.