Ye Qingxin was wearing an evening dress and a down jacket. Jing Boyuan got out of the car first, walked around the car and opened the door on Ye Qingxin's side, took off his coat to wrap her calves exposed under the dress, and carried her out of the car.
She was still thinking about the dramatic events that happened tonight, but when she entered the gate of the villa, she was suddenly attracted by the scene in the courtyard.
The yard has been grandly decorated, the driveway from the entrance to the entrance door is decorated as an archway, the street lights are off, the ground on both sides of the archway is illuminated with dim floor lamps, and above the head, densely lit up with small lights like stars, as if the sky full of stars is right in front of you, it is so mysteriously beautiful.
Ye Qingxin couldn't help reaching out to touch it, but found that it wasn't as close as it seemed.
Suddenly.
The scene in front of her eyes changed, the starry sky just now turned into festive patterns and colors, Ye Qingxin felt as if she had walked into a lantern festival.
After entering the entrance door, Ye Qingxin was taken aback again.
When she left yesterday morning, the decoration style of the villa was still classic in black, white and gray. It was deserted, masculine, and exuded the atmosphere of a single man.
But at this moment, it has become a warm color system of white and pink, and even the lamps above the head have changed from a simple and atmospheric ceiling lamp to a very dreamy crystal tassel chandelier.
The furniture has also changed into warm colors and girly styles, and the brightly colored cartoon pillows are obviously not something a man of Jing Boyuan's age would like.
"When did you make it?" Ye Qingxin ran over to pick up a pink pillow, and looked at Jing Boyuan with sparkling eyes, "You made the house like this for me."
The answer to this question is obvious, but she still wants to hear "Yes" from Jing Boyuan.
Jing Boyuan looked at the cute little girl with red cheeks, more delicate than the pink pillow in his arms.
He gave a light "hmm".
After all, she is a little girl who is only twenty-one years old. She will like other little girls, but in the past years, she has been suppressed by the heavy family pressure. What her family failed to give her, he will give.
"Do you like it?" he asked.
Ye Qingxin wrapped her arms around his neck, kissed his lips, and said, "I like it."
After a moment of silence, she said, "I'm a little scared."
"What are you afraid of?"
"You treat me like a little girl, and I'm afraid that the more you spoil me, the more I will go back. Next year I will be 20 years old, the next year 19 years old, and the next year I will be 18 years old. In a few years, I will become a minor."
Jing Boyuan chuckled lightly.
Ye Qingxin stuck out her tongue at him, turned around and ran to Ye Qingguo's room.
Ye Qingguo lay across the bed, and most of the quilt fell on the ground.
Ye Qingxin went over to pick up the quilt and covered him, and when she turned around, Jing Boyuan was standing at the door staring at her.
The man was still wearing a handmade suit and dress from the wedding, a red tie, a color that had never appeared on him before, and he stood there with his hands in his pockets, a casual standing posture, a high-end watch on his wrist, an uncluttered hairstyle, three-dimensional and deep facial features, and a perfect silhouette, all of which showed the excellence of this man.
Physically, financially.
Ye Qingxin glanced at the position of his waist, her eyes flickered slightly, she trotted over, and one step away from him, she jumped onto him with a boost.
Jing Boyuan seemed to have seen through her thoughts, and when she ran over, he had already taken out his hands from his trouser pockets, and made a gesture to welcome her.
Ye Qingxin hooked his arms around his neck, her legs were tightly wrapped around his waist, hanging on his body in an ambiguous posture, and she was overjoyed.
She didn't know what she was laughing at, she just wanted to laugh.
It was the first time that Jing Boyuan saw her laughing so openly, inexplicably, he also laughed.
While supporting her round little buttocks, he closed the door of Ye Qingguo's room and carried Ye Qingxin upstairs.
The handrails of the stairs are decorated with roses, and every step is covered with red rose petals.
In the master bedroom, no surprise, it was decorated in a romantic and beautiful style, with a large bed in warm colors, white curtains and light gauze, exuding a ecstasy and fragrance, and the bed was covered with flaming rose petals.
Ye Qingxin blinked her sour eyes, looked back at Jing Boyuan, leaned over and kissed his thin lips, and said, "This is a reward."
He rewarded her for doing this.
In fact, he didn't have to spend so much trouble, and he didn't have to cater to her preferences to make the house look like he didn't like, but he did.
She was very moved.
Jing Boyuan smiled and carried her to the bathroom.
Ye Qingxin got off of him, stretched out her fingers to hook the tie around his neck, twisted her fingertips, and the tie wrapped around her fingers.
She pulled down slightly, and Jing Boyuan lowered his body in cooperation.
She whispered in his ear, "Do you want to wash together, Mr. Jing?"
His movements and demeanor exuded the temptation and amorous feelings that only mature women have.
Jing Boyuan smiled, raised his wrist, showed the mirror of the steel watch to Ye Qingxin, and said, "It's getting late, you should wash up and take the children to sleep."
Seeing that he didn't eat this set, Ye Qingxin pouted in frustration, "You said that you should pay public rations on the wedding night, and I'm going to collect the rations."
Jing Boyuan stretched out his hand to pinch Ye Qingxin's chin, and gently lifted it to enclose her lips
Sucked it a bit, and said, "Let's hand it in tomorrow morning."
After saying that, he patted her head, turned around and left the bathroom, and closed the door behind him.
Looking at the closed door, Ye Qingxin pursed her lips and smiled.
She doesn't know how other men treat her wife, but she also knows that Jing Boyuan's performance must be excellent, he always puts her and the children first, and puts his own desires behind her and the children.
A man who can control his lower body is not too bad.
Well, the truth is, this man is too good to be true.
Her hair was a bit difficult to wash because it was sprayed with hairspray. While washing it, the bathroom door was pushed open. Jing Boyuan came in with her pajamas and underwear in his hand, and put them on the shelf.
When his gaze swept over Ye Qingxin, he paused for two seconds at the position of her lower abdomen.
The glass of the shower room was covered with a layer of mist, and the inside and outside couldn't see each other clearly. Ye Qingxin could only vaguely see what he put on the shelf.
After taking a shower, Ye Qingxin came out and saw the neatly folded pajamas on the shelf, even the panties were neatly folded, she couldn't help but smile, he is such a strict and lovely man.
cute
Ye Qingxin smiled again, amused by the adjective that came out of her heart.
The word cute doesn't seem to match Jing Boyuan's image.
Opening the bathroom door and going out, Jing Boyuan took off his suit and tie, his shirt sleeves were rolled up a few times, exposing his masculine forearms, his neckline was unbuttoned with two buttons, casual and sexy, he was putting down the curtains on the bed, the light gauze was falling down, romantic and ethereal, which made the man have a different kind of allure.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head to look over, his eyes were calm and gentle, he raised his chin and pointed to the tray on the coffee table, and said, "Eat something before going to sleep."
Ye Qingxin tore off the dry hair towel from her head, and walked towards the coffee table while wiping her hair.
Jing Boyuan came over, took the dry hair towel from her hand naturally, and helped her to dry her hair.
Ye Qingxin was sitting on the sofa, eating snacks, drinking milk, and enjoying her husband's considerate service, feeling a little smug.
Suddenly remembered what Jing Boyuan said at tonight's wedding ceremony. He saved her fifteen years ago. She leaned her head on the edge of the sofa back, blinked her big black and white eyes and looked at Jing Boyuan, "Did you recognize me from the very beginning?"
Jing Boyuan did not deny it.
"How did you recognize me"
Jing Boyuan lightly touched the girl's right earlobe with his fingertips, and said, "I remember this birthmark, and I also remember your name."
Ye Qing smiled heartily, and beckoned to him with the hand holding Dim Sum.
Jing Boyuan bowed in response.
Ye Qingxin hooked his neck and moved down hard, kissing his thin lips.
The faces of the two were facing opposite directions, Ye Qingxin's nose was pressed against the man's chin, and the man's Adam's apple moved slightly in his line of sight, sexy and alluring.
Kiss for a while.
Ye Qingxin let go of his arm and said with a smile, "This is Uncle Jing's reward for saving his life."
Jing Boyuan smiled, "Just one kiss"
Ye Qingxin asked: "Why don't Uncle Jing pay the public rations tonight?"
Jing Boyuan pinched her smooth cheeks and said, "I don't feel ashamed."
Ye Qingxin looked at the interested smile on his face, put her index finger against the metal belt buckle on the man's waist, and gently drew a circle, "I think you like my shameless, don't you?"
Jing Boyuan took Ye Qingxin's unprincipled little hand and squeezed it hard.
Ye Qingxin didn't know what he meant by this action, but the depth of his eyes made her vaguely understand that it wasn't that he didn't have that thought in his heart.
she laughs.
When Jing Boyuan came out of the shower, Ye Qingxin was already curled up on the quilt and fell asleep. She was wearing fluffy pajamas, curled up into a ball, like a sleeping kitten, showing a bit of laziness.
The medium-length hair is spread out on the quilt, the small face is exquisite and graceful, as if it has just been fished out of the milk, and the petals are scattered around, the picture is charming and charming.
Jing Boyuan wiped his hair with a dry towel as he walked over, and when he came up to him, he threw the towel casually and accurately on the foot of the bed, bent down and gently smoothed Ye Qingxin's long strands of messy hair, picked her up, lifted the quilt, and gently put her into the quilt.
The girl's eyebrows and eyes are quiet, her eyebrows are naturally slender and have no miscellaneous hairs, so she doesn't need to be trimmed too much, her eyelashes are long and curled, with well-defined roots, her nose is full of cherry lips, her face is soft, her temperament is as clean as a little angel, and she inadvertently breaks into other people's hearts and turns them into a puddle of water.
Jing Boyuan kissed her eyelids, Ye Qingxin moved uneasily, turning over like a kitten.
He smiled unconsciously.
He turned off the light, went to bed and took her into his arms.
Facing the person you like, even if you just hug like this, even if you endure the surging desire in your body, it is an unspeakable happiness.
The second day of the wedding.
Probably because she was tired yesterday, Ye Qingxin opened her eyes and the sun was already shining brightly outside.
Jing Boyuan is not on the bed.
Ye Qingxin yelled twice in the direction of the bathroom and the cloakroom, but no one responded, presumably she was not in the master bedroom.
She pursed her lower lip, and agreed to pay the public rations.