Jing Boyuan avoided Ye Qingxin's stomach perfectly, and pressed her against the back of the co-pilot.
The man's tongue was extremely aggressive, the hot breath and the smell of a mature man enveloped Ye Qingxin.
It hurts a bit.
Jing Boyuan kissed so hard that she was suffocated and her head was a little dizzy.
It was not completely dark yet, and people were coming and going outside the car, Ye Qingxin felt a sense of nervousness about to be discovered, she felt the man's hand slipping from her back waist into the clothes, caressing her back groove, and lightly unbuttoning the buttons of her underwear.
"No," she couldn't help but protest.
The windshield is covered with car film, but Ye Qingxin can clearly see everyone passing by in front of the car, and can even see the expressions on their faces. Occasionally, someone turns their head to look this way, and she always has the illusion that she has been peeped into her privacy.
Jing Boyuan's kiss moved from her lips to her neck. Under the tension, her skin became extremely sensitive, and the pores all over her body opened. She clearly felt the softness and slipperiness of the tip of his tongue and the hardness of his teeth.
Someone came to pick up the car in the nearby parking space, and the owner stood next to Ye Qingxin and opened the door. Ye Qingxin stared at the man, afraid that he would turn around and look over, even if the car was blocked by the film, the other party would not see anything.
Jing Boyuan was tugging at her sweater, she seemed to hear the sound of wool snapping in the sweater.
"Boyuan, I was wrong"
She wanted to push his head away, but she lost all strength and became a puddle of water.
"Someone is outside"
The girl begged for mercy.
She knew she was wrong.
You shouldn't try to tease him.
The sensual stimulation caused her words to disperse in her throat like a mist. She bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from making embarrassing sounds.
Jing Boyuan didn't really intend to do anything to her, he kissed her for a while, his eyes fell on the girl's exposed belly, the flat belly became plump at this moment, and the white skin was stretched to become more transparent, it can be seen that the flesh is very thin without much excess fat.
The man's dark and calm eyes suddenly slowed down, revealing a bit of tenderness.
He lowered his head and gently kissed her belly, and he tidied up the messy clothes he had tossed about with his own hands.
Ye Qingxin's eyes seemed to be soaked in water, and she looked at Jing Boyuan entwinedly.
When he helped her tidy up her clothes, she said coquettishly and angrily, "Why are you doing this? There are so many people outside."
Ye Qingxin's voice was so charming that she couldn't stand it.
Originally, she wanted to complain a few more words, but the voice made her unable to say the following words.
Jing Boyuan looked at her and smiled, stroked her hair, got out of the car first, walked around the car and opened the passenger door, bent over and came in to help her unbuckle her seat belt, looking at the handsome and cold face close to him, Ye Qingxin pursed his lips, and the moment he left, he held his face and kissed it.
In the evening of spring, there is still a trace of uncleaned mist in the wind.
The cool wind blows on the face, slowly reducing the heat on Ye Qingxin's cheeks.
The two entered the dining room, ordered a few dishes, and went straight to Jinghe Hospital after eating. Mrs. Yan's condition is better today than yesterday, and she can eat a lot.
When the two arrived at the ward, it was already half past six and it was already dark. Wang Lita was serving Mrs. Yan for dinner.
Ye Qingxin went over to take the bowls and chopsticks from Wang Lita, "Aunt Wang, let me come, and you go to eat too."
Wang Lita responded with a smile: "Okay, then I will trouble you."
Ye Qingxin smiled: "It should."
Behind Jing Boyuan and Ye Qingxin, carrying her backpack, the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated suddenly, he took out the phone to check it, this time he didn't avoid it, and answered it directly.
There were only Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Yan in the ward, and no one else was there, presumably they went out to eat.
It was a phone call at work, and Jing Boyuan popped out some professional economic vocabulary that Ye Qingxin often heard him say. Sometimes she would look up the meaning of those words Jing Boyuan said on the Internet, and now she can understand them somewhat.
Ye Qingxin feeds Madam Yan, while Jing Boyuan has been answering the phone, they are all family members, Madam Yan doesn't mind.
While eating, Mrs. Yan suddenly thought of something, sighed softly, and said, "I called Yuting today, but the phone has been shut down over there. I don't know if something urgent happened at home."
Ye Qingxin drooped her eyelashes, and kept picking vegetables under her hands. She smiled and said, "Aunt Song is already such an adult, she will solve anything by herself. If she can't solve it, you can help her, and she will definitely ask you for help. Don't worry about it, take good care of your body. In the future, I will point to you to help me take care of the baby. If you don't take care of your body, you won't have the energy."
When the child was mentioned, the expression on Mrs. Yan's face changed,
The eyebrows that were grizzled with a smile completed a small silvery crescent.
"Energetic and energetic, seeing my great-grandson, grandma will be cured of everything." As she said, Mrs. Yan stretched out her hand to gently stroke Ye Qingxin's swollen belly.
"The stomach is getting bigger, is there any discomfort?"
Ye Qingxin put a piece of vegetarian fried fungus into her mouth, and said, "It's nothing uncomfortable, it's just that sometimes my belly itch."
"You mustn't scratch it, you know. If you scratch it and get infected, it will be troublesome." Mrs. Yan urged urgently.
"No scratching, just rub some olive oil on it when it's itchy."
"It's fine if you don't scratch it. When will the next prenatal check-up be in these two days?"
"Yeah." Ye Qingxin raised her hand to remove the hair of Mrs. Yan from her mouth, and said, "Are you thirsty, do you want some soup?"
Madam Yan nodded.
Ye Qingxin fed her a few sips of vegetable soup with a spoon.
Jing Boyuan was sitting on the sofa, the call ended, he crossed his legs, his eyes fell on Ye Qingxin undisguisedly, Mr. Yan sat by the hospital bed and finished his meal silently, then got up and walked to the sofa to sit down, two men, one old and one young, chatted.
The young man's deep and mellow voice fell on Ye Qingxin's eardrums, and her heart couldn't help throbbing.
"Xinxin, you are in your junior year this year, and you will graduate next year. I discussed with your grandfather that you will come to look beautiful as an intern. You are studying fashion design. Get acquainted with the fashion design department of the Advanced Design Center." Madam Yan finished her meal, holding Ye Qingxin's hand and telling her her plan.
"In the future, the group will definitely be handed over to you. I will not treat Jiaojiao badly. I can see what she has done for the company. I have discussed with your grandfather. When you take the position of CEO, let Jiaojiao be the director of ly brand operations. She wanted to become a senior designer like Tongtong since she was a child. Being the director of ly brand operations will also help her realize her dream."
"Your mother, she liked to sketch and paint since she was a child. Later, when she was admitted to university, she insisted on being an art student. Your grandfather wanted her to study business administration, but she didn't. Because of this, the father and daughter had a quarrel. They fought for several months. After your mother was gone, when your grandfather remembered the quarrel, he regretted it, saying that he should treat her better, even better."
This is the first time that Mrs. Yan talked about Yan Tong after Ye Qingxin met Mrs. Yan.
"Your mother is just like you, well-behaved and filial. That was the only time she disobeyed your grandfather. Later, she married your father and lived a very happy life. Your father is a very talented person and treats your mother very well. I still remember the day you were born. Your mother had dystocia and the situation was very critical. Naturally, the doctor was there to protect you. Your mother held the doctor's hand and begged the doctor to save you."
"The doctor couldn't make up his mind. He came out to ask for our opinion. Your father didn't tell us anything and asked the doctor to take him into the delivery room. Later we heard from your mother that after your father went in, he told her that either you live with your mother or your mother lives. If your mother dies, he will strangle you to death."
"In the end, your mother took a breath, and the mother and daughter are safe."
Saying that, Mrs. Yan wiped away her tears.
I don't know whether it is because of the safety of the mother and daughter, or because of Sheng Wenjun's love for Yan Tong back then.
Ye Qingxin's nose was slightly sore.
It was hard for her to imagine how a woman dared not die for the sake of her child.
Females are inherently weak, but mothers are strong, which is roughly what it means.
While talking, Wang Lita and two nurses came back.
At the same time, a middle-aged man followed.
"Madam, you have a relative to visit you." Wang Lita said, "He is downstairs and is about to call you, so I will bring him up for you."
As soon as the middle-aged man came in, he rushed directly to Mrs. Yan, shouting as he ran, "Old lady, please save my old lady!"
The middle-aged man looked to be in his fifties, but Ye Qingxin had never seen him before, so he thought he was some kind of relative from the Yan family.
Jing Boyuan looked at the man, and narrowed his deep eyes without any trace. Before the man and Mrs. Yan could say anything else, he spoke lightly, with a gentle tone full of oppression, "The old lady needs to rest. If you have anything to say, go out and say it."
When the middle-aged man heard the voice, he turned his head and looked over. The moment he saw Jing Boyuan, his eyes narrowed slightly, and fear and fear slipped across his eyes.
But at the next moment, it seemed that there was something supporting him. He straightened his waist, turned to Mrs. Yan, and said in a mournful voice: "Old lady, my old lady has served you for more than ten years. You know what she is like best. If someone didn't force her, how dare she drug you to make you sick? I beg you, old lady, please let my old lady go. She already knows she was wrong, and now she regrets it very much."
Mrs. Yan's eyes widened, her face was full of shock, and her fingers trembling slightly pointed at the middle-aged man, "What are you talking about?"
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