Ye Qingxin was very dissatisfied with Jing Boyuan's prudish reaction, she didn't know who it was just now, she inserted her fingers into her hair to tell her to hurry up.
She smiled meaningfully at Jing Boyuan, turned around and entered the cloakroom without saying anything.
Although the indoor temperature is high, even though it is winter, I can still feel a bit of coolness on my body.
Putting on pajamas and coming out, the bathroom door was closed, and the sound of taking a shower came from inside.
When Jing Boyuan came out of the shower, Ye Qingxin was sitting on the sofa, sipping noodles from a bowl that was bigger than her face.
"Not to my appetite" Jing Boyuan walked over and saw that she lacked appetite.
"No." Ye Qingxin put down her chopsticks, looked up at Jing Boyuan, "I want to eat egg tarts." After a moment of silence, she asked shyly, "Is it too much to ask?"
Jing Boyuan smiled and patted the top of her head, with pampering and indulgence in his eyes: "Wait a while."
After saying that, he cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the coffee table and went downstairs.
Ye Qingxin stared at the closed door for a moment, she didn't know when she dared to order Jing Boyuan.
In the past, she obeyed him and was a little afraid of him.
After a while, she smiled, reached out to get a computer bag from the side, took out the computer and turned it on, logged into the mailbox, but no more mail came.
Not knowing the result of the competition, his eyes fell to the lower right corner of the computer screen, January 14th, the results of the rematch will be announced tomorrow.
The moment she closed the computer, Ye Qingxin suddenly remembered that January 15th was Xiaoguo's birthday.
After careful calculation, she hasn't visited Xiaoguo for a long time.
I do not know how long it has been.
Jing Boyuan came up again with a tray, Ye Qingxin was already curled up on the quilt and fell asleep, her long straight hair spread out on the black quilt with dampness, her small face became more and more white under the light.
Jing Boyuan walked over and put down the tray in his hand. There were five egg tarts and a cup of hot milk neatly arranged on the tray.
He doesn't know how to make desserts, so he just called Aunt Chi out to teach him.
Unfortunately, Ye Qingxin didn't taste it.
Jing Boyuan went to the bathroom to get a hair dryer, and dried her hair carefully and patiently.
Ye Qingxin fell into a deep sleep and never woke up.
Putting Ye Qingxin into the quilt, Jing Boyuan leaned over and kissed her smooth forehead. If there was a mirror in front of him at this moment, he would be surprised, his eyes could be so gentle, as if water could drip out.
Stretching out his hand to turn off the light, Jing Boyuan's eyes touched the ground and dropped a notepad, the top page read: Xiaoguo's birthday is tomorrow, pick him up after class to celebrate his birthday, don't forget.
There is also a smiley face on the back.
The girl's handwriting is like a weak willow supporting the wind, soft and graceful, and somewhat majestic.
Jing Boyuan put the pad back on the bedside table.
Ye Qingxin got up a little late the next day.
When she woke up, Jing Boyuan was not in the master bedroom, she took the time to wash and change her clothes, and when she went downstairs, she immediately saw Jing Boyuan sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.
He didn't wear a suit today. He wore a dark gray v-neck sweater over his white shirt. His serious and serious temperament showed a sense of casualness. His long legs were wrapped in his suit pants. Sitting there, people could feel his tall and straight.
"Why don't you call me?" Ye Qingxin asked as she walked towards the restaurant, "Have you had breakfast yet?"
Jing Boyuan focused his eyes on the newspaper, took a sip of tea from his teacup calmly, and said, "I'll send you to school after you finish eating. Don't worry, we can make it in time."
There are egg tarts for breakfast.
When Ye Qingxin saw the egg tart, she remembered that she said she wanted noodles last night, and then said she wanted egg tarts.
Of course, she thought it was done by Aunt Chi last night.
But Aunt Zhang said, "Try it, Madam, this is specially made for you this morning by Master."
"" Ye Qingxin was a little surprised, Jing Boyuan can also make desserts
I took one and took a bite, it was soft and crispy, unexpectedly sweet, sweet from my mouth to my heart.
After breakfast, Ye Qingxin came out of the restaurant, while Jing Boyuan was still reading the newspaper.
She quietly walked around behind him, tiptoed forward, covered his eyes, squeezed her throat and said, "Guess who I am."
Jing Boyuan closed the newspaper, threw it on the coffee table, and said in a calm tone, "I can't guess."
Ye Qingxin leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, "Have you guessed it now?"
Jing Bo was silent.
Ye Qingxin sat down on the back of the sofa, leaned her body, and kissed the corner of Jing Boyuan's lips.
Jing Boyuan turned his head slightly, and grabbed her lips.
The two of them had a tacit understanding, and they kissed deeply and selflessly. Ye Qingxin's hand covering his eyes turned into an embrace around his neck at some point.
When Aunt Zhang came out of the kitchen, she saw the two shameless people in the living room at a glance. Even when she saw the man's tongue sticking into the girl's mouth, even if she was a middle-aged woman who had lived most of her life, she couldn't help but blush.
I didn't expect that the serious and steady gentleman would be so dishonest in private.
She quickly retreated to the kitchen, and did not dare to come out until the two people outside had left.
The white Land Rover stopped at the gate of University B on time at seven o'clock.
The snow on the road has been cleaned up by sanitation workers, leaving only a layer of wet marks that may be deep or shallow.
Ye Qingxin kissed Jing Boyuan's cheek, opened the door and got out of the car.
She was wearing a short down jacket with trimmed edges, a very student-like style, a hat, a scarf, a backpack, jeans and sneakers behind her back. Looking from behind, she looked like a high school student.
Youthful and immature.
Looking at the slender figure, Jing Boyuan's eyes were in a trance for a moment.
She was six when he was twenty.
When we met for the first time, he never dreamed that the little girl he rescued would have such a close relationship with him in the future.
Ye Qingxin took the campus bus to the teaching building where she was going to attend classes.
When we arrived at the large classroom where the class was held, there were already many people in the classroom. When Dou Weier saw her, she immediately stretched out her hand to beckon her over.
"Have you read today's newspaper?"
Before Ye Qingxin had time to sit down, Dou Weier asked.
"No." Ye Qingxin shook her head.
"Look at this, the boss of your family is really rich, donating 100 million."
Last night at the on-site fundraiser, Jing Boyuan offered 100 million yuan, and Ye Qingxin remembered that the applause was extremely enthusiastic.
There are not a few rich people in the capital who are worth tens of billions, tens of billions, or even hundreds of billions, but they are willing to spend billions
It is rare for a unit to do public welfare.
The report on the vinci charity night last night took up two full pages. The newspaper clearly listed the top 30 entrepreneurs and groups who made the most donations, and Jing Boyuan of Pauway Group ranked first.
This is also a kind of investment. The popularity, social status and corporate image of Pauway Group will be greatly improved because of this 100 million yuan.
Dou Weier took the book and rolled it into a bucket shape, put it to Ye Qingxin's mouth, and asked solemnly: "Madam, as the wife of a wealthy businessman, do you have anything to say?"
Ye Qingxin glanced at Dou Weier, ignored her, and took off the scarf around her neck.
The classrooms are well heated.
Seeing the necklace around her neck, Dou Weier couldn't help rolling her eyes again.
Every time Ye Qingxin sees the platinum necklace I am Mrs. Jing around her neck, she always wants to roll her eyes.
After two classes, there is a break between classes.
Dou Weier and Ye Qingxin went to the bathroom together, and there was a tea room outside the bathroom.
As soon as they walked to the door, they heard two girls chatting and gossiping while receiving hot water.
"I heard that Colonel Ye got a lot of money and came to pick her up every night to live out. I don't know if it's true or not. She doesn't look like that kind of woman."
"Believe it or not, I saw her cuddling with a man at the door the other day. She didn't avoid suspicion at all. That man looked like a social person. He drove a Land Rover. It's not a big deal. It's not a big money."
"Maybe he keeps a low profile. Anyway, I heard that the man next to Senior Colonel Ye is very rich. He seems to be some kind of big boss."
"It's true that people can't be judged by appearances. You can see that she looks pure and innocent, and she is so greedy for vanity behind her back."
Dou Weier wanted to come forward and argue.
Ye Qingxin stretched out her hand to grab her, and shook her head.
When the two turned around, they saw Ye Qingxin standing at the door, their faces were a little embarrassed.
Ye Qingxin smiled at them slowly, bright and bright.
Those two looked guilty, walked around Ye Qingxin with dodge eyes.
"I think they are just jealous." Dou Wei'er was a little aggrieved, "If you can't eat grapes, you will say that the grapes are sour. If a rich man chases them, let's see if they can maintain this noble appearance. Pooh hypocrisy"
People are like this, what they can't get, others get it, obviously it has nothing to do with them, but they have to put on a noble face to educate others, and they have to belittle others to the dust, so that they can feel at ease.
"Don't worry about them, their words won't affect me, so don't be angry." Ye Qingxin smiled, showing no sign of displeasure.
It's not like she hasn't heard of worse words than this.
The school didn't know when the news of Ye Qingxin's sugar daddy came out, Ye Qingxin thought, maybe it's because Jing Boyuan always came to pick her up recently.
An ordinary female college student, someone always drives to pick her up at night, and she doesn't return home at night, so it's hard not to make people think wrong.
Fortunately, there were no particularly unpleasant or particularly distorted words, so Ye Qingxin just let it go.
Besides, after careful investigation, the rumors are also true.
She is married to a rich man, but her rich man is the only woman, and she is her legal husband.
Dou Weier was in good spirits all day, and she didn't seem to be affected by He Jifan's incident. On the other hand, she was like an eggplant beaten by Shuang, lying on the table for eight classes all day.
Ye Qingxin asked her what was wrong, but she didn't say anything, Ye Qingxin asked too much, tears rolled in her eyes, Ye Qingxin didn't dare to ask any more.
Ye Qing thought to herself, maybe it has something to do with the man she likes.
At 1:30 in the afternoon, Ye Qingxin received a call from the organizer of the no young fashion designer competition, saying that she was ranked second in the rematch, and told her the specific location and time of the finals and the catwalk show in half a month, and wait for the announcement when the time comes.
Before class, Ye Qingxin went to the library and checked the results of the semi-finals online. She ranked second, the first place was an American named Area, and Gu Jiao was third.
Ye Qingxin stared at Gu Jiao's name for two seconds, then turned off the computer.
After class in the evening.
Taking the campus bus to the gate, I saw a black Cayenne parked on the side of the road from a distance.
Before Ye Qingxin came to him, the back seat door opened, and Ye Qingguo ran over like a puppy out of the cage, only missing a long tail behind him.
Seeing that he was about to bump into Ye Qingxin, someone grabbed her by the back of her collar.
Jing Boyuan grabbed Ye Qingguo by the back collar with one hand, held him upright, and said in a deep voice, "I forgot what I told you before."
Ye Qingguo pursed his lips, and stood aside as if he was being angered, and said aggrievedly: "Remember, my brother-in-law said that my sister has a baby in her belly, so Xiaoguo should be careful when he is with her, and he can't be reckless or careless. If he touches the baby in his sister's stomach, Xiaoguo will be fined not to eat chocolate for a year."
Jing Boyuan looked at Ye Qingguo calmly.
Ye Qingguo looked up at him cautiously, stretched out two fingers, and said timidly, "Two or two years"
Jing Boyuan didn't speak.
Ye Qingguo lowered his head and twisted his clothes, his voice was crying, "Brother-in-law said that if Xiaoguo meets the baby in sister's belly, he will never give Xiaoguo any chocolate in the future."
People are born with the ability to perceive words and emotions.
Even though Ye Qingguo's intelligence is not as good as normal people's, his ability to observe words and emotions is no worse than others. This brother-in-law is sometimes easy to get along with, and sometimes not easy to get along with, and this time he looks difficult to get along with. He turned his head to look at Ye Qingxin with tears in his eyes, and said as if asking for help: "Sister"
The moment Ye Qingxin saw Ye Qingguo, she suddenly remembered that today is Ye Qingguo's birthday. She clearly remembered it last night. In order not to forget today, she wrote a note to remind herself, but in the end, she still forgot.
She ignored Ye Qingguo's pitiful eyes, and asked Jing Boyuan: "Did you see my note?"
Jing Boyuan didn't deny it, he came to embrace her, led her to the direction of the car, and said, "It's Xiaoguo's birthday today, shouldn't you as a sister give me a present?"
"What does Xiaoguo want?" She turned her head and asked Ye Qingguo who followed.
Ye Qingguo giggled, "Xiaoguo wants chocolate, lots and lots of chocolate."
Ye Qingxin sat in the back seat with Ye Qingguo, and the car started to leave.
Someone at the door looked at the direction Cayenne left and said, "So the rumors are true. That man looks like he's in his thirties. At first glance, he looks like a big boss. The goddess in my heart is actually this kind of person."
"Okay, don't look at it, the goddess is just a goddess like you. In the eyes of rich people, she is just a sperm storage basin."
"Oh, heartache."
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