Ye Qingxin came out of the shower, but Jing Boyuan was not in the room.
This bedroom was lived in by Jing Boyuan since he was a child. The furnishings of the room are very simple. There is a bed, a bedside table, a desk, and a row of wardrobes. They are all simple and masculine styles. The years have mottled some marks on these furniture, which looks old.
Ye Qingxin sat on the edge of the bed, drying her hair while looking around the room.
She slept here for the first time last night, and she didn't know how she got in. She had a fight with Jing Boyuan this morning, and she couldn't take a closer look at Jing Boyuan's residence when he was young.
There is a row of books standing on the desk, which are fixed by the book support. The titles on the back of the books are all high school and college textbooks. Next to the book support are thick English dictionaries, French dictionaries, Italian dictionaries, and Japanese-Chinese dictionaries.
That man knew a lot, Ye Qingxin thought that he could understand Chiara's Milanese, she sincerely admired him, was also very proud and satisfied, such an excellent man was her husband.
Ye Qingxin dried her hair, walked to the desk, and took out a high school physics book. The pages were flat and there was no sign of curling at the corners. If it wasn't for the slight yellow color of the paper, Ye Qingxin would almost have thought it was a new book.
Opening it at will, the smell of the years hidden in the book came to my nostrils. There were no notes in it, except for one or two occasional lines with a black pen.
She remembered that Jing Suosuo said that Jing Boyuan was the top scorer in all subjects in the college entrance examination more than ten years ago.
The college entrance examination more than ten years ago was much more difficult than it is now. The top scorer at that time would be a sensation in the whole country now.
Ye Qingxin couldn't stop the smile from the corner of her mouth. When she opened the first page of the physics book, the word Jing Boyuan came into view. The font was not as grand and domineering as it is now, and it didn't have the intimidating power of a superior in every stroke, but it was also clear, beautiful, and powerful.
There is a youthful taste in it.
At this time, the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside, and Jing Boyuan was holding a tray with a glass of milk and a plate of egg tarts on it.
"See what" he asked.
Ye Qingxin turned her head to look over, raised the physics textbook in her hand, and smiled back: "I was reading our teacher Jing's textbook when he was young. I didn't have any notes. I must not be serious in class."
Jing Boyuan came over and hugged her, bowed his head and kissed her ear, and said, "Eat something and sleep."
Ye Qingxin turned around and put her arms around Jing Boyuan's neck and kissed back, "This is a reward."
Jing Boyuan smiled, took his pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
When he came out of the shower, Ye Qingxin curled up in the quilt, breathing evenly, with her arms stretched outside the quilt.
One egg tart was eaten, and half a glass of milk was drunk.
Jing Boyuan walked over, gently tucked her arms into the bed, drank the remaining half glass of milk, turned off the light, went to bed and took her into his arms.
Ye Qingxin moved unconsciously in his arms, looking for a comfortable position.
One day passed, and it was another day closer to the wedding of the two.
The next day, Ye Qingxin still woke up to the sound of firecrackers.
She clung to Jing Boyuan's body like an octopus, one leg was tightly wrapped around his waist, and the other leg was stretched between his legs. The man's unique reaction in the morning clearly pressed against her thigh.
She slowed down for a while, and when she regained her sanity, she raised her head and looked at Jing Boyuan. The man's eyes were lightly closed, his breathing was even, his short eyelashes were like two stiff little brushes, his nose was straight and straight, his lips were thin, and his lip line was drawn into a straight line. Even in his sleep, he was somewhat alienated and serious.
Jing Boyuan's face is masculine and hard-looking, completely different from the popular fresh meat nowadays, and he has a unique masculine spirit on his body.
His gaze moved down to his protruding Adam's apple.
Ye Qingxin stretched out her hand and touched the raised, hard piece, she couldn't put it down.
Jing Boyuan didn't seem to notice it, didn't wake up.
Ye Qingxin moved up and kissed his Adam's apple, but Jing Boyuan still didn't feel it.
"Bo Yuan," she called out.
Jing Boyuan: ""
Ye Qingxin reached out to the waist of his pajamas, and kissed him all the way down his neck, leaving faint wet marks.
When she was completely shrunk into the bed, Jing Boyuan opened his eyes suddenly, the light in his eyes was sticky and dark, and he touched the girl's hair under the bed with his hands.
I don't know how long it has passed, Ye Qingxin crawled out of the quilt, and whispered in Jing Boyuan's ear: "It's your turn."
Jing Boyuan's eyes sank, he turned over and pressed the shameless girl under him, but he didn't forget to avoid her stomach.
The indoor temperature kept rising.
Ye Qingxin was lying on her side, Jing Boyuan hugged her from behind
She, Ye Qingxin could kiss Jing Boyuan's lips as soon as she turned her head.
This is the second time the two have been so intimate since they found out that Ye Qingxin was pregnant.
Suddenly.
buckle buckle
There was a quick knock on the door, "Sister, are you inside?"
Ye Qingxin trembled all over, twisting her body to push Jing Boyuan away, "Xiaoguo called me outside"
Jing Boyuan hugged her even tighter, slightly increasing his strength.
Ye Qingxin bit her lip, panting intermittently.
Ye Qingguo took pictures outside for a long time, but the people in the room did not show up, which disturbed Mrs. Jing downstairs. She went upstairs to take a look, and saw that the door was closed, and the people inside didn't even intend to come out at all, and they didn't even make a sound.
"Xiaoguo, come here, sister and brother-in-law are still sleeping, let's not disturb them, okay, go, go downstairs with grandma, grandma will ask the kitchen to make delicious food for you."
"But the sun has sunned their buttocks. Why don't my sister and brother-in-law get up?" Ye Qingguo didn't understand. "My sister said that the sun is high. If you don't get up yet, you are not a good boy."
"This..." Mrs. Jing rolled her eyes and said, "They have something to do inside, we ignore them and go downstairs to eat delicious food, let's go."
As he spoke, the old man couldn't help but drag Ye Qingguo downstairs.
Ye Qingguo didn't want to leave, so he leaned back, broke free from Mrs. Jing's hand, and sat down in front of the door, "I want to wait here for my sister."
Madam Jing: ""
in the room.
I don't know if it was because there were people outside, which increased Ye Qingxin's nervousness, but instead gave her an unusual taste.
There was no time to take a shower, so she tidied herself up indiscriminately, got out of bed, put on her clothes, opened the door, and Ye Qingguo fell in from under her feet, hitting her calf.
"Small country, what are you doing sitting on the ground?"
When Ye Qingguo got up, Ye Qingxin realized that he was wearing pajamas. She frowned, closed the door behind her, and said, "Why did you come out without any clothes on?"
Seeing that Ye Qingxin's cheeks were still blush and her hair was messy, Mrs. Jing's eyes fell on her belly, and she said in a serious tone: "Take it easy, you two, there are three children in your belly."
After finishing speaking, Mrs. Jing turned around and went downstairs.
Ye Qingxin nodded, her cheeks flushed like a boiled lobster.
"Hey, sister, your face is so red, are you hot?" Ye Qingguo looked at Ye Qingxin's face that suddenly turned red in surprise.
Ye Qingxin glared at him, "What are you doing knocking on the door so early in the morning?"
Ye Qingguo shrank his neck in fright from her fierce tone, and said aggrievedly: "I dreamed that my sister didn't want me anymore. I was afraid, so I came up to find my sister."
Ye Qingxin froze for a moment, Ye Qingguo's eyes were innocent and clear, like a flawless crystal.
She blamed herself for her bad tone just now, took two steps forward and held Ye Qingguo's hand, and said, "As long as my sister is here, I won't leave Xiaoguo alone, don't be afraid, be good, go back to your room and change your clothes."
Coaxing Ye Qingguo to go downstairs, Ye Qingxin went back to the bedroom.
Jing Boyuan has washed and dressed neatly, black slacks, dark gray v-neck sweater, white shirt collar protruding from the collar of the sweater, clean and white, with meticulous hair, he looks dignified, elegant and upright.
Thinking of Mrs. Jing's words just now, she couldn't help but blush again, and gave Jing Boyuan a hard look.
Jing Boyuan also heard the words outside, fixed his eyes on the girl's angry back, and laughed unconsciously.
Ye Qingxin came out after washing, and was greeted by a man's embrace.
"Still angry?" Jing Boyuan put his arms around Ye Qingxin's bust and asked softly, biting her ear.
The man's breath sprayed on Ye Qingxin's cheeks, and Ye Qingxin felt his hard teeth biting her earlobe with some heavy force, her ears were slightly prickly, but her heart was itchy.
She couldn't bear such teasing, and twisted her body to break free from the man's arms.
Jing Boyuan's arm was like cast iron, tightly restraining her.
Ye Qingxin bit her lower lip, and said in a pitiful voice, "I'm hungry."
Jing Boyuan stopped kissing her behind the ear, let go of her the next moment, took her hand and walked towards the door.
Ye Qingxin raised her head and looked at the man in front of her who had switched from a hooligan to a gentleman, with a very sweet smile on her lips.
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