Ye Qingxin stared at the tall figure standing in front of her, was stunned for a moment, came back to her senses, and left quietly while Jing Boyuan's attention was not on her side.
After Jing Boyuan finished exchanging greetings with the middle-aged man, when he turned around, the little girl had already disappeared.
He curled his lips into a smile, with a look of helplessness in his eyes, and walked into the bathroom with his long legs.
The middle-aged man was bewildered, and suddenly remembered why the little beauty was so familiar. It was widely rumored in the circle that Jing Boyuan had a 20-year-old fiancée, and he never had a chance to meet him. He only once saw Jing Boyuan with a girl from a distance at the entrance of the mall.
The girl's figure was very similar to the waiter just now.
The middle-aged man patted his chest, carefully recalling Jing Boyuan's expression when he spoke just now, and felt that he didn't seem to be angry, so he probably wouldn't, wouldn't take revenge for this, right
Besides, I didn't do much just now, so I just pulled Mrs. Future Jing's wrist
The middle-aged man hypnotized himself. It wasn't until three days later that his company's stock market suddenly plummeted, almost hitting the limit several times, that he realized that he was too optimistic.
Of course, this is for another day.
Besides, Ye Qingxin stayed in the back kitchen after returning home, listening to the waiter who came back from the banquet hall to complain that Jing Boyuan had left, so she relaxed.
It was busy until ten o'clock in the evening, and everyone left work in a sigh.
From the hotel to B University, there is no direct bus or subway, you have to take the subway first, and then transfer to the bus.
Ye Qingxin was walking towards the subway station not far from the hotel, while she lowered her head and dug out four coins from her wallet. Suddenly, as if feeling something, she turned her head and looked forward, under the landscape lights five meters away from her, Jing Boyuan was standing there with one hand in her pocket, and a tall woman stood in front of him, talking to him happily with her face upturned.
He lowered his head slightly, and lit the body of the cigarette with the hand holding the cigarette. There was no trace of impatience on his face, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, very graceful and graceful.
Ye Qingxin was taken aback for a moment.
This man really has an attractive temperament, that woman is the head waiter of the hotel, she is very beautiful, Ye Qingxin said a few words to her, her voice is very sweet, the kind that most people's bones would crumble when they hear it.
Ye Qingxin pursed her lips, and for a moment, just as she was about to look away, Jing Boyuan had already turned her head to look over, her eyes met. Ye Qingxin seemed too deliberate to turn around and walk another way.
She was thinking about whether she should say hello in this situation, when the man five meters away walked towards her directly, Ye Qingxin looked at the man who walked up to her, twitched the corners of her mouth, and showed a calm smile, "Mr. Jing, what a coincidence."
Jing Boyuan stared at her little face showing alienation for a few seconds, and the tone of his mouth revealed the majesty of an elder teaching a junior, "When did you become so rude?"
Ye Qingxin lowered her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes, and asked in puzzlement, "What do you mean?"
Jing Boyuan didn't know when he smoked a cigarette and bit it in his mouth. There was wind in the night, he protected the flame of the lighter and lit a cigarette for himself, took a deep breath before looking at Ye Qingxin again, and said: "Others helped you, you didn't even thank you."
He was talking about what happened outside the bathroom at noon.
Ye Qingxin clenched the four coins in her hand, stared at her toes, and said softly, "Thank you Mr. Jing for your rescue."
Jing Boyuan stretched out his hand to lift the girl's sharp and thin chin, stretched out the hand holding the cigarette, put his arms around the girl's slender waist, and said in an oppressive tone, "No one taught you that you should look at the other person when you say thank you."
The strong smell of burning tobacco entered Ye Qingxin's nostrils, and she frowned slightly.
When we were together at first, he also smoked, but she had never smelled such a strong smell of smoke on him.
When the woman who was talking to Jing Boyuan under the landscape lamp saw this situation, there was something she didn't understand, so she curled her lips and left wisely.
When she got off work, she saw Jing Boyuan standing alone under the landscape lights smoking a cigarette, he seemed to be waiting for someone, and she just tried her luck to strike up a conversation with him, who knew that Ye Qingxin appeared before she could say a word, and as soon as Ye Qingxin appeared, this man immediately left her behind.
Ye Qingxin gently removed the hands that were pinching her chin and her waist, looked carefully into Jing Boyuan's eyes, and sincerely thanked him again: "Thank you, Boss Jing, for your rescue."
After finishing speaking, she continued without pausing: "It's just that I have nothing to do with Mr. Jing, and I will ask Mr. Jing to respect me in the future, and please respect yourself."
Jing Boyuan looked at the stubbornness on the girl's face that wanted to draw a line with him, and he was obviously very angry, but he laughed aloud, and changed the subject lightly: "Let's go."
This means sending her back to school.
Ye Qingxin smiled, "I'll make the subway to go back by myself."
Jing Boyuan took a puff of cigarette, stamped out the cigarette butt on the sole of his leather shoe, and said calmly, "Then take the subway."
Ye Qingxin stood still.
Jing Boyuan squinted at her, "I want you to be hugged"
Ye Qingxin: ""
In the past, from ten o'clock to eleven o'clock, there were still a lot of people in the subway station.
Today, for some reason, there was no one there, the entire platform was empty, only the two of them.
The glass door of the platform clearly reflected the figures of the two of them. Jing Boyuan was standing behind her, looking down at her with a pair of deep eyes. It was clear that the space was wide open, but Ye Qingxin had the feeling of being locked in a small space, feeling uncomfortable all over her body.
The smell of smoke came into her nose, and the cigarette in his hand was not broken all the way.
Men smoke, in addition to alleviating their addiction and refreshing themselves, and sometimes to soothe their emotions.
After Jing Boyuan finished smoking one, he took out the cigarette case from his pocket and stuffed another cigarette into his mouth.
Ye Qingxin stared at Jing Boyuan reflected in the glass door, and finally couldn't hold back and said, "Stop smoking."
The man's action of lighting the lighter froze for a moment, the hand holding the lighter took the cigarette from his mouth, stepped forward and hugged Ye Qingxin's waist and pushed back, the girl's soft body was just pressed into the man's broad embrace.
Ye Qingxin struggled subconsciously.
Jing Boyuan could hold her tightly with one arm, leaned over and breathed in her ear, "You care about me"
Ye Qingxin's cheeks were flushed, she didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or tiredness from struggling, she pursed her lips and said nothing.
"I haven't missed me for the past few days." The man's voice rang in her ears, and the warm breath fell into her ears and eyes, itching and numb, which made her want to escape from his control.
"No." Ye Qingxin forcefully broke his arm that was cast like copper and iron.
"Heh." Jing Boyuan chuckled on top of her head, "No?"
The hand holding the lighter and holding the cigarette suddenly reached into her shirt collar, and the little finger hooked a platinum chain, "Don't miss me, what do you do with it?"
Ye Qingxin bit her lower lip, and the roots of her ears gradually became hot.
She always wears the alphabet necklace that Jing Boyuan gave her.
At this time.
The subway came with a bang.
Jing Boyuan let her go, he seemed to be in a good mood, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were dyed with a relaxed color, he was biting the unlit cigarette in his mouth, but he didn't start to light it for a long time, just folded his hands in his pockets and looked down at the little girl in front of him with her head hanging down.
The girl was wearing a slim white shirt and a khaki A-line skirt. Although the hem of the shirt was tucked into the waist of the skirt, she was not a famous brand, but she had a tall figure, and she had the feeling of wearing a street stall like a famous brand. She was youthful, beautiful and full of vigor.
The subway door opened, but no one came out. Ye Qingxin lowered her head and didn't look up. She only felt that no one came out, so she raised her foot and walked inside. Because her heart was in a mess, she didn't even see the road clearly.
There was a weird touch under his feet, soft, like stepping on a carpet, and there was a strong fragrance of flowers at the tip of his nose.
She regained her senses and took a closer look. There was a layer of purple roses under her feet. When she raised her head, what she saw was a sea of flowers.
Everything visible to the naked eye in the carriage was covered by purple roses, except for purple or purple, except for flowers or flowers. The entire carriage was paved, and a huge bouquet of fiery red roses was placed on the ground in the center.
Several flowers under her feet have been deformed by Ye Qingxin's stepping on them.
She suddenly understood why there was no one on the platform. She didn't need to think about who did all of this.
Jing Boyuan frowned slightly when he saw the interior of the carriage.
Ye Qingxin turned her head to look at him, with a strange light shining in her eyes, "You did it"
Although she already had the answer in her heart, she subconsciously asked again.
In her cognition, Jing Boyuan is a practical person who never does these flashy, vain and unrealistic things. To put it bluntly, he just doesn't understand romance.
This is not like his acting style.
Jing Boyuan looked at the bright light in the girl's eyes, pursed his lips and did not make a sound, which in Ye Qingxin's view was acquiescence.
She couldn't tell what mood she was in right now, it was a little complicated and a little joyful.
Even though she experienced some things at a young age that people might never experience in a lifetime, her age is right there. No matter how calm and mature a twenty-year-old girl is, she is still a little girl. Like most young girls, she has a deep yearning for some beautiful and romantic things in her heart.
Ye Qingxin stepped on the beautiful and delicate flowers carefully, feeling a little distressed suddenly.
What a waste.
The subway door closed with a snort, and the subway started. Ye Qingxin suddenly lost her balance and staggered, Jing Boyuan stepped forward to catch her crooked body.
The man's embrace was thick and warm, and the arms supporting her body were strong and strong. Ye Qingxin's cheeks were slightly flushed, and her eyebrows and eyes were a little shy. She didn't know if she was disturbed by the sudden romance. She didn't push him away in time, and she didn't keep the proper distance from him in time.
Jing Boyuan was keenly aware of the subtle changes in Ye Qingxin, stretched out his hand to lift the girl's thin chin, and gently stroked the delicate skin with his thumb, "I like it"
Ye Qingxin's eyes fell on the huge bouquet of red roses not far away.
Jing Boyuan followed her gaze, and after seeing what attracted the girl's attention, he smiled, helped Ye Qingxin stand upright, took a step forward, knelt down and picked up the bouquet of red roses, and stuffed them into Ye Qingxin's arms.
It's not that Ye Qingxin hasn't received roses before.
It was just a gift from someone else, and it didn't have the same impact on her as this man's gift.
Moreover, Jing Boyuan is a person who never sends flowers, but sending flowers suddenly is extraordinarily precious and more impactful, psychologically and emotionally.
Ye Qingxin's big black and white eyes seemed to be filled with a layer of mist, hazy, revealing a bit of a little girl's coquettish attitude.
She didn't know how Jing Boyuan kissed her lips.
The body odor of a mature man mixed with the smell of tobacco filled her mouth and nose, and the hot tongue smashed in and entangled with her, and her body was tightly pressed together, tightly fitting.
Ye Qingxin fell into his tender and hot kiss almost instantly.
Along the way, no one came up again, and every platform that passed by was empty without a single person.
Coming out of the subway station, Ye Qingxin was brought into a car by Jing Boyuan in a daze, and then sent to the downstairs of the dormitory by him in a daze.
No one else was in the dormitory.
Ye Qingxin sat on the chair, staring at the huge bouquet of red roses on the table in a daze.
The development of the matter deviated from her expectation.
There was the taste and warmth left by the man in her mouth, the moment Jing Boyuan kissed her, she clearly realized that she yearned for him so much.
At this moment, the idea that I had insisted on in my heart was faltering.
Does she really want to watch him marry another woman and have children
But.
Grandma Jing wanted to have her grandson so much and treated her so well, how could she have the heart to make the old man cry.
She can't let Jing Boyuan do it for her, and there will be no one to die in the future.
The ancients said that there are three types of unfilial piety, the greatest of which is having no descendants.
Ye Qingxin raised her hand to cover her forehead, the cold temperature on her hand repulsed the heat on her forehead.
for a long time.
She got up and threw the bouquet of roses into the trash can.
There is no need to turn off the lights regularly on holiday nights.
Ye Qingxin came out of the shower, washed her clothes, dried her hair and was about to go to bed. When she passed the trash can, her steps froze for a moment, then she turned off the light and went to bed.
midnight.
She got up and got out of bed, took the bouquet of roses out of the trash can, and put them on the desk.
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A certain Yao will be on the boutique tomorrow, so happy