Ye Qingxin pursed her lips, all her senses were focused on Jing Boyuan's little finger.
The hand held by him was sweating, and the palm was sticky.
Back at Nanshan Villa, Aunt Zhang had already gone home, and the whole villa was quietly enveloped in the night.
Jing Boyuan drove the car into the garage of the villa and parked it, got out of the car and helped Ye Qingxin open the car door, took her hand and walked towards the door of the bungalow.
The courtyard lights were bright, stretching the shadows of the two on the ground.
"I'm going to fly to Hong Kong this weekend, you and I will stay together." Jing Boyuan said suddenly.
"En." Ye Qingxin stared at the shadow of the two holding hands on the ground, feeling sweet in her heart, she didn't fully understand what Jing Boyuan said, so she responded casually.
After a while, Jing Boyuan swiped his fingerprints to open the door of the bungalow, and Ye Qingxin realized it later, "What? Go to Hong Kong?"
With a soft sound of '嗞', the door opened, Jing Boyuan opened the door and replied: "Yes."
"Why?" Ye Qingxin didn't want to go.
On weekends, she will go to the fabric factory with Dou Weier to choose the fabrics for the entries.
Jing Boyuan took out Ye Qingxin's slippers from the shoe cabinet, "Don't you want to sell the pink diamond necklace that Mrs. Chang gave you earlier?"
"Yes." Ye Qingxin nodded, "Didn't you take it to someone to help me estimate the price?"
Jing Boyuan helped her change the shoes, and walked into the living room with her arms around her waist, "After the price is estimated, there must be someone willing to buy it, right? I'll entrust you to Sotheby's auction house, and the auction will start this weekend. Don't you want to go and see it?"
Ye Qingxin's eyes lit up.
Sotheby's Auction House is a well-known auction house in the whole country and even in Asia. It is said that everyone who goes there is a local rich boss who spends money like water.
If her necklace can be auctioned there, the price will never be low.
If she can make one or two million, then she can pay off the money she owes Tai Zhengting.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingxin nodded hastily, hugged Jing Boyuan's arm tightly with her arms, and said with a beaming face, "I want to go."
Jing Boyuan felt the soft touch on his arm, looked down at the smiling little girl, and asked casually, "What's your expected price?"
"What's the meaning?"
"How much do you want the necklace to sell for?" Jing Boyuan changed the question.
Ye Qingxin didn't even think about it, and blurted out, "At least 1.3 million."
For so many years in their family, she has accounted for every penny of Tai Zhengting's money, and she did the calculations before, and it was more than 1.3 million.
Jing Boyuan nodded, said nothing more, and went upstairs with his arms around her.
Ye Qingxin didn't remember until she walked to the steps... "The room is on the first floor, what should I do upstairs?"
Jing Boyuan bent his waist, stretched out his long arms, and hugged her horizontally.
"Today I asked Aunt Zhang to move all our things to the master bedroom."
Ye Qingxin: "..."
Looking up at the man's side face, she just made up her mind last night that she must lock the bedroom door behind her at night, but was told today that her room was the same as his.
This man is too sophisticated and domineering, and she hasn't even agreed to share a room with him yet.
Ye Qingxin bumped her chest like a deer.
They are not husband and wife, how can a girl pack herself up and send her to a man's room before she is married
Jing Boyuan looked down at the confusion and embarrassment on the girl's face, and said in one sentence: "I have done what I should do and what I should not do. It doesn't matter whether I sleep in the same room or not."
Ye Qingxin: "..."
It wasn't until Jing Boyuan put her on the bathroom floor in the master bedroom that she stammered and defended: "Who, who did it to you..."
Seeing her shy look, Jing Boyuan couldn't help smiling, stretched out his hand to lift her slender chin, kissed her lips for a while, let go of her and said, "Shut up and go to bed early, tomorrow I have to get up early for class."
After saying that, he turned around and went out, closing the door with his backhand.
Ye Qingxin stared at the closed door for a while, then pouted.
Last night, she also had to get up early the next day to go to class, and he pestered her for a long time, and she was very inconvenient these days...
Thinking of those embarrassing things last night, Ye Qingxin's cheeks 'buzzed' hot, and she hurriedly scooped up a few handfuls of water and patted her cheeks.
Her eyes touched the objects on the washstand. Her toothbrush was a little smaller than Jing Boyuan's, and it was placed in the same cup at the moment. The toothbrush heads were next to each other intimately, like a pair of lovers in love.
Ye Qingxin watched, her lips pursed, but the corners of her mouth could not stop rising.
It feels like everything that happened during this period is like a dream.
Looking around in the bathroom, Jing Boyuan's supplies are darker in color, but hers are brighter. The original deep and serious bathroom becomes vivid and bright because of the addition of her items.
The atrium was filled with a sweet feeling.
Ye Qingxin brushed her teeth, walked to the door and locked it, then took off her clothes and went into the shower room. On the shelf in the shower room, her toiletries were neatly arranged next to Jing Boyuan's toiletries.
She smiled unconsciously.
Just after washing his face, the bathroom door was suddenly opened with a 'click'.
Ye Qingxin was startled, and turned her head to look over, only to see Jing Boyuan walking in with a solemn expression, holding her pajamas in his hand.
"You forgot to take your clothes."
Jing Boyuan took a look at her, and put her clothes on the shelf outside the shower room.
Ye Qingxin put her arms on her chest, feeling like she couldn't speak anymore, after a long time, she stuttered and asked, "You, how did you get in?"
Obviously, she had the foresight to lock the bathroom door.
Jing Boyuan just looked at her with calm and serious eyes, as if standing in front of him was not a naked woman, but a negotiating opponent.
Today is hot, there is not much water vapor when the hot water is sprinkled, and there is no water mist on the glass of the shower room, only bits and pieces of water scattered on it, and the girl inside clearly appears behind the glass.
The color of Jing Boyuan's eyes gradually deepened.
"This is my home, where can I not enter?"
Ye Qingxin: "..."
For a moment, he still hadn't left.
Ye Qingxin directly issued the expulsion order: "Thank you for sending me the clothes, please go out for a while, I haven't washed them yet."
Jing Boyuan slowly raised his wrist and glanced at the steel watch, his tone was indifferent: "It's already ten o'clock."
Ye Qingxin was puzzled: "So?"
"Scientists have done research, and people sleep best around ten o'clock in the evening."
Ye Qingxin had a vague premonition, her tongue was not sharp, "So, so?"
Jing Boyuan's eyes fell on Ye Qingxin casually, "So, in order to save time and fall asleep at the best sleep time, we can wash up together."
Ye Qingxin's heart beat like a drum for a moment, she couldn't care about anything else, she held the doorknob of the shower room tightly with both hands, shaking her head like a rattle.
"No, the shower room is too small for two people."
Jing Boyuan casually glanced at the shower room that can accommodate five or six people taking a bath at the same time, smiled, and said calmly: "What are you thinking? I just said that we can wash together, not take a bath together."
After that, he turned around and walked to the sink, squeezed toothpaste with a toothbrush.
Looking up, the mirror is wide and perfectly reflects the panorama of the shower room. The girl is crossing her arms, staring at his back with shock and vigilance.
Slowly, he said quietly: "Don't take a shower yet? Do you want to wash it with you after I brush my teeth?"
With the words 'wash together', three thunderbolts struck Ye Qingxin.
Ye Qingxin came back to her senses with a sudden jolt, she didn't even bother to wash her hair, she just applied body wash and rinsed it off as fast as she could.
While Jing Boyuan was still brushing his teeth with his back to her, she quietly opened the door of the shower room, tiptoed out, took a towel and wiped it carelessly, and hurriedly put on her pajamas.
At this time, Jing Boyuan had already put down the tooth cup, and while she was on guard that Jing Boyuan might turn around suddenly, she put on her underwear and put on the little wings specially designed for girls.
After finishing all these, Jing Boyuan still stood in front of the mirror, motionless, showing no sign of turning around.
The man had a dark gray shirt and black trousers. He was tall and straight, with his hands in his pockets and he stood facing the mirror. His back was generous, giving him a calm and reliable feeling.
Ye Qingxin looked at his back exuding righteousness, and suddenly felt that she might be thinking too much.
She walked over and pulled Jing Boyuan's sleeve, "I've finished washing, you go—"
Before he finished speaking, Jing Boyuan turned his head to look at her, his eyes were so deep that it was shocking.
Ye Qingxin was startled by the deep blackness, and took a step back unconsciously.
Just the next moment, when she was pulled into his arms by the man, her breathing was robbed, and the tongue of the man who broke in was stained with the mint flavor of toothpaste, which was refreshing.
Jing Boyuan led her back a few steps, and pressed her against the cold and hard tiles.
The violent impact made Ye Qingxin let out a muffled groan in her throat.
Like a kitten, it is provocative.
Jing Boyuan and Ye Qingxin clasped their fingers tightly, pressed her hands against the wall, their bodies pressed against each other, the kiss became more and more urgent, and it seemed to be out of control.
The cell phone rang indifferently.
Jing Boyuan froze for a moment, his eyes suddenly opened, and there was a look of displeasure and sternness.
After a while, the lust receded, and his eyes were deep and calm.
Holding Ye Qingxin's waist with one hand, he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket to answer it.
There is nothing unusual in the voice of the opening, magnetic and calm and confident.
Ye Qing lay weakly in his arms, her ears pressed against his strong chest, his heartbeat, and his voice echoed into her cochlea.
That voice inexplicably reassured her.
The phone call was probably from overseas, and Jing Boyuan spoke a language she couldn't understand.
After hanging up the phone, he put the phone on the shelf beside him, kissed Ye Qingxin's face, let her go, "Go to sleep."
Ye Qingxin touched her hot cheeks, lowered her head and hurried out.
Jing Boyuan's bedroom is simple and grand, with monotonous and deep colors, and the atmosphere of a single man everywhere.
The quilt on the bed was dark gray, Ye Qingxin walked over, there were a few books neatly placed on the bedside, she picked them up and looked at them, two financial magazines, one economics, one management, and one psychology.
Ye Qingxin had seen books on economics, management, and psychology in the library before, and turned a few pages on a whim, but the three books in front of her were different. They were all in foreign languages, and there was not a single Chinese character in the entire book.
Involuntarily, she admired Jing Boyuan even more.
Such books are long and boring, and Ye Qingxin feels that her endurance is already amazing if she can persist in reading a thick book. What's more, this kind of book does not have a single Chinese character in the whole text, and it is even more awkward to read.
Ye Qingxin picked up the economics book and flipped through it a few times. The pages were flat and clean. At first glance, it seemed that they had not been read, but some places were underlined, and there were a few foreign language annotations beside them.
Look at its characters and know its people.
Jing Boyuan's handwriting, like his characters, is imposing.
A smile crept up on Ye Qingxin's lips.
Putting the book back, she lifted the quilt and lay down. The quilt was soft and silky, and it was very comfortable to cover her body.
Staring at the ceiling, she hesitated whether to take advantage of Jing Boyuan's time to take a shower and slip downstairs, go back to her original room to sleep, but after thinking about it, she gave up.
She locked the bathroom door, but Jing Boyuan could still go in, so what if the door is locked in another room? Isn't he as easy as entering the land of no one
Close your eyes, Jing Boyuan's deep voice came from the bathroom, "Xinxin, I forgot to take my clothes."
Ye Qingxin pursed her lips, pretending not to hear.
After a while, "Does Xinxin want me to sleep without clothes? I don't mind—"
Before she could finish speaking, Ye Qingxin got up with a 'chuckle', rushed into the cloakroom, opened the cabinet, took Jing Boyuan's pajamas and underwear, and stuffed them in for him through the door.
After thinking about it, she decided to go downstairs.
When she was returned to the master bedroom with the purple air conditioner that had been covered in the downstairs room before, Jing Boyuan was leaning against the bedside and reading a book, with a cigarette in his hand that turned the pages of the book, but he didn't light it.
His slender legs were casually overlapping, dignified and elegant, and the calf and half of the thigh exposed from the bottom of the nightgown were muscular and full of strength.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Jing Boyuan raised his eyelids and glanced at Ye Qingxin, seeing her come in with the quilt in his arms, his eyes turned away without any waves, as if he didn't care.
But Ye Qingxin didn't dare to take it lightly, and explained with a smile: "Then what, I see that your quilt is not very big, and it's not enough for two people...so I..."
The more she talked, the more lame she felt that this reason was.
In the end, I couldn't make it up anymore.
Jing Boyuan didn't respond, his eyes fell on the book in his hand, and his tone was light: "Go to sleep."
Ye Qingxin looked at his normal face, always felt that this reaction was too flat, but couldn't figure out what was wrong.
Carefully put his air conditioner in the corner as far away as possible from Jing Boyuan, and was about to climb into bed and lie down, when his eyes inadvertently landed on his ankles.
The originally injured ankle was still a little swollen, a circle bigger than the other ankle.
She frowned, "Don't your ankles hurt?"
Seeing him walking very steadily recently, without any pain at all, she thought he was completely healed.
Jing Boyuan glanced at his ankle, and said in a nonchalant tone: "A little bit."
Ye Qingxin was a little unhappy.
Doesn't this man know how to take care of his body
Tonight, she satirized Chen Yu'an for not knowing how to take care of her body, but he didn't either.
"Where's the ointment prescribed by the doctor last time? Have you applied it?"
Jing Boyuan noticed that the girl's tone was a bit aggressive, raised his eyelids and looked over, saw the obvious distress in her eyes, smiled with his lips curled up, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, and kissed her forehead, "Forgot."
Ye Qingxin: "Where is the ointment, I'll apply it for you."
Jing Boyuan leaned over to reach the drawer under the bedside table.
Ye Qingxin understood immediately, pulled him back to the bed and lay down, "Don't move, I'll get it."
As he spoke, he knelt directly on the bed, passed over Jing Boyuan's body, and stretched his arms to pull the drawer of the bedside table.
The moment she opened it, she froze, her eyes staring straight.
In the drawer, there is a drawer full of Okamoto.
Although Ye Qingxin has never used Okamoto, she also knows the circumstances under which this thing works.
He turned his head and stared at Jing Boyuan in disbelief.
Jing Boyuan looked calm, "I bought it yesterday, and I will need it later."
Ye Qingxin: "..."
How on earth did this man manage to say such things with a serious and serious face.
Suddenly he thought of the night before yesterday, when he was so distracted and turbulent, his eyes were still calm and composed.
With a 'snap', Ye Qingxin closed the drawer forcefully, her tone became more aggressive, "Where's the ointment?"
Jing Boyuan smiled, and calmly caressed her slender waist with one hand, "In the drawer below."
Ye Qingxin's face was full of embarrassment, she knew it was hot without touching it.
She sat on the edge of the bed, with Jing Boyuan's injured foot resting on her lap, and from the corner of her eye, she inadvertently saw Jing Boyuan leaning against the head of the bed, with a smile in her eyes, she pursed her lower lip, and pressed her hand hard on purpose.
The smile in Jing Boyuan's eyes froze.
Ye Qingxin bit her lip and suppressed a smile.
The joy of succeeding in a prank floated in my heart.
After applying the medicine, Ye Qingxin went to the bathroom to wash her hands. The moment she raised her head, her eyes fell on the mirror inadvertently, and she was suddenly stunned.
In the mirror, the panorama of the shower room was clearly seen.
Blood rushed to the top of his head all at once.
Ye Qingxin understood why Jing Boyuan's gaze was so frightening at that time, he watched the whole process of her bathing in the mirror!
this man!
She didn't know if it was because of anger or embarrassment, she was in a daze, she came back and crawled into her own bed, lying with her back to Jing Boyuan, not wanting to talk to the people next to her at all.
She felt the man staring at her back for a while, and for a moment, with a 'snap', the light was turned off.
The heavy curtains were tightly closed, no light came in, and the bedroom was plunged into pure darkness.
Ye Qingxin felt the bed beside her shake, the man lay down, and then there was absolute silence, only the sound of each other's slight breathing resounded in the darkness.
Not for a while.
Jing Boyuan stretched out a hand from under Ye Qingxin's quilt, before Ye Qingxin could react, he said, "My hand is a little cold, please help me warm it up."
Ye Qingxin: "..."
Another moment.
He got in with one foot, "My feet are cold too."
In the darkness, the man's voice was low and hoarse.
Ye Qingxin: "Mr. Jing, it's summer now!"
"Hmm." Jing Boyuan gave an absent-minded 'hmm', and following the trend, he squeezed his whole body into Ye Qingxin's bed, hugged her into his arms, brushed away her black hair that had been spread on the pillow, and hot kisses fell densely on her white and smooth back of the neck and shoulders.
Ye Qingxin: "..."
Seeing the man's movements getting more and more violent, Ye Qingxin cupped his face, "Didn't you say it's best to go to bed at ten o'clock? Now it's past ten o'clock..."
Jing Boyuan's subordinates kept moving, "Experts also say that exercising more is good for your health."
Ye Qingxin was a little out of breath, "Experts also said that when a man reaches middle age, he should pay attention to self-cultivation, and it is not advisable to... overwork..."
Jing Boyuan kissed Ye Qingxin's earlobe, and sprayed hot breath against her ear, "Xinxin, I'm not yet thirty-five, far from middle age."
Ye Qingxin: "..."
Doomed to sleep late tonight.
In the next few days, Jing Boyuan was very busy, and he didn't come back until very late every day from social engagements. Ye Qingxin learned the lesson of waiting for him to return from social engagements that night, and obediently fell asleep early every day.
Jing Boyuan didn't know if he couldn't bear to disturb her sleep, but he behaved well after a few days.
On Friday, Ye Qingxin came to the gate after class, just got in the car, Jing Boyuan handed her something in the shape of a card, Ye Qingxin took it and saw that it was a Hong Kong and Macau passport.
She froze.
Jing Boyuan turned the steering wheel half a circle, drove the car on the road, and said calmly: "We are going to the airport now, the plane departs at seven o'clock in the evening."
It was already six o'clock.
Time is running out.
Ye Qingxin was taken aback again, "In such a hurry? Doesn't that mean we're leaving early tomorrow morning? I haven't packed my luggage yet."
Jing Boyuan: "Something happened in Hong Kong, and the itinerary was temporarily changed. Your luggage is in the trunk."
Ye Qingxin looked sideways at Jing Boyuan, the man's face was calm and unhurried, as if everything was under his control.
Strategizing is like his exclusive label.
When she didn't know anything, he had already arranged everything.
It's like the Hong Kong and Macau passport in her hand. She didn't realize that she needed a visa to go to Hong Kong, but he quietly helped her do it.
Ye Qingxin suddenly had a feeling that as long as he was there, she could not worry about anything and enjoy peace of mind.
When they arrived at the airport, Luo Feng came to meet them, handed them the air tickets, and took their luggage.
Ye Qingxin smiled: "Assistant Luo, have you recovered?"
Luo Feng smiled: "Yes."
"Congratulations."
"Thanks."
Jing Boyuan led Ye Qingxin through the dedicated first-class passage.
Compared with the long queues at other passages, Ye Qingxin felt privileged.
Ticket check, security check, boarding, unimpeded.
It was Ye Qingxin's first time to fly on a plane, and she didn't know the difference between the so-called first class and economy class, but the first class was spacious, the seat was as spacious as a bed, and equipped with a massage function, and even the stewardesses were unbelievably beautiful, serving red wine, an ipad, and meals, Ye Qingxin glanced at Jing Boyuan, and couldn't help but slander.
The capitalists really enjoy it.
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small theater:
Mou Yao: Uncle Jing, why have you been so bad these two days? You can give any excuses. I didn’t expect you to be such an uncle.
Jing Boyuan: ...
Mou Yao: Uncle Jing, Xinxin said that men should cultivate themselves when they reach middle age, do you think it makes sense
Jing Boyuan: ...
Mou Yao: Uncle Jing...
Jing Boyuan raised his eyelids and glanced over: Get lost.
Mou Yao: ...
Gray code words.
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