Ye Qingxin's voice was trembling, "Here, how can I, I, how can I help you? I, I won't..."
Jing Boyuan's expression was visibly stagnant for a moment, and then a smile slipped across his deep eyes, and a half-smile curled up on his lips. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Qingxin. His expression changed from his usual seriousness, and became a bit frivolous and evil, "Xinxin, so you want to help me like this? I don't mind..."
After realizing it, Ye Qingxin also realized that when Jing Boyuan said to help, he should have asked her to help him.
And what she wanted was to help him relieve himself...
Ye Qingxin's ears turned red all of a sudden, she was extremely embarrassed.
Jing Boyuan looked down at the girl's rosy white face, with dark and heavy eyes, smiled lightly and raised his hand to rub her hair, saying: "Help me."
Ye Qingxin lowered her head, took two steps towards Jing Boyuan's side, and then stood with her back to him, letting his arms wrap around her neck to support him.
After a while, when she heard the sound of unbuttoning her trousers, her ears felt hot and her face turned even redder. Although her back was turned to Jing Boyuan and she couldn't see anything, she still lowered her head and closed her eyes tightly, with a look of no evil.
For a moment, there was the sound of rushing water, which sounded very fast...
Ye Qingxin wished she could be deaf at this moment.
That man, who was so high above, that it was difficult for many people to meet, was so casually settling his personal affairs in front of her at this moment.
This sharp contrast made Ye Qingxin feel a strange emotion suddenly.
After about tens of seconds, Jing Boyuan's deep and magnetic voice sounded in her ears, "It's done."
Ye Qing came back to his senses, turned around, and saw Jing Boyuan calm and unhurried, with no trace of embarrassment or embarrassment on his face, as if he was not the one who just solved a personal problem in front of a girl.
Sure enough, he is a leader, with just the right amount of emotions, and can maintain a calm and calm at any time.
In comparison, his cultivation is still far behind.
Ye Qingxin helped Jing Boyuan to the washstand to wash his hands, and handed him a towel.
After he finished wiping, Ye Qingxin hung up the towel again, like a little servant, riding on the saddle.
Helping Jing Boyuan to sit back on the bed, Ye Qingxin looked at the time, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
She glanced at the documents on the small table in front of him, fell silent for a moment, and tentatively asked: "Bo Yuan, you are not in good health, can you not stay up all night? Can you read these things tomorrow?"
There was a strange light in Jing Boyuan's eyes, he stared at her for a moment, and gave a low 'hmm', which was his agreement.
Ye Qingxin was overjoyed, and hurriedly helped him tidy up the documents on the table. She didn't dare to mess up the documents too much, so she just closed the opened one and put it on the pile of unopened documents next to her, and then put the documents neatly into the cabinet.
Helping Jing Boyuan to lie down, Ye Qingxin imitated how he used to take care of her, helped him tuck up the corners of the quilt, and wrapped him tightly.
"Heart."
Jing Boyuan suddenly called her.
Ye Qingxin's subordinates kept moving, helping him tuck the quilt around his feet, and said "Huh?" indistinctly.
Jing Boyuan stared down at Ye Qingxin, "You should go to bed earlier."
Ye Qingxin replied subconsciously: "I'll read the book for a while."
"..." Jing Boyuan didn't speak any more, just looked at her so calmly, his eyes were deep, full of irresistible deterrence.
Ye Qingxin noticed it, raised her head to meet his gaze, and surrendered for a moment, "Okay, I'll go wash up."
She originally wanted to go to the bathroom and simply wash her face before going to sleep, but just after she finished washing her face, a servant walked in and handed her a shopping bag, "Miss Ye, these are the toiletries that my husband ordered me to buy."
Ye Qingxin was stunned for a moment, then took a look at the bag, toothbrush, cup, shampoo, shower gel, as long as it was used for taking a bath, it was all there, and even two pairs of women's underwear...
Really, in every possible way.
Ye Qingxin bit her lip, her black and white eyes were filled with glistening water, shining brightly.
Jing Boyuan thought of everything she didn't expect, and he did it very well.
In my heart, I was a little moved.
Ye Qingxin only wanted to wash her face, but in the end she took a shower instead.
There is a hair dryer in the bathroom. If she didn't know that this is a ward, Ye Qingxin might think that this is a five-star hotel.
She dried her hair, packed the underwear she had changed into a bag, and was going to take it back to wash when she was going back to school, and then went out in her previous clothes.
The big lights outside were turned off, leaving only a small dim floor lamp with soft and warm light.
Jing Boyuan probably fell asleep, his eyes were lightly closed, his handsome face was hidden in the dim light, still breathtaking.
Ye Qingxin asked the two servants to sleep in the lounge, while she made do with the sofa next to the hospital bed to rest, so that if Jing Boyuan needed any help at night, she could hear it in time.
She didn't want others to help Jing Boyuan go to the toilet.
Thinking that before tonight, there might be someone else who helped Jing Boyuan go to the toilet like her, she felt sore and uncomfortable.
Ye Qingxin took the spare quilt from the cabinet and slept on the sofa with her clothes on.
She didn't know if she was tired, but she quickly fell asleep.
When the sound of even breathing came from her side, Jing Boyuan suddenly opened his eyes, deep in thought.
He sat up slowly, and touched his mobile phone from the bedside table next to him. The time displayed on the mobile phone screen was eleven o'clock in the evening.
With a calm gaze, he dialed a number.
Just rang twice, over there to answer.
The speed of answering the phone is so fast, it can be seen that the other party is still awake so late.
After connecting, Jing Boyuan's first words were: "Why haven't you slept so late? Watching drama again?"
Jing Suosuo couldn't help but rolled his eyes, he was so strict, those who didn't know thought he was her father!
He was so slanderous in his heart, but his tone was still quite polite and respectful, with a hint of flattery: "No, big brother, I'm reading a book."
Jing Boyuan would not believe it easily, and his tone was a little more severe, "Put more focus on your studies, and don't just follow dramas all day long."
Jing Suosuo nodded, and said obediently: "Yeah, I know, brother, did you call me so late just to care if I watched the drama?"
Jing Boyuan glanced at Ye Qingxin, who was sleeping peacefully, and went straight to the point: "Xinxin has been depressed since she came back from school. Did something happen to her at school?"
Jing Suosuo lowered his voice, as if afraid of being heard by others, "I'm not sure, but Wei'er and Xinxin seem to be having conflicts, and now Wei'er doesn't talk to Xinxin very much, could it be because of this?"
Jing Boyuan: "Give me her number."
Jing Suosuo was surprised: "...Brother, do you have to take care of conflicts between friends?"
Jing Boyuan said indifferently: "If you rank among the top three in your grade at the end of this semester, I will give you a gift. You can choose whatever you want."
Jing Suosuo said in surprise: "Ah! Really? I want a Lamborghini!"
She has long liked one, but she has no money to buy it. Although it is not as cool as He Jifan's sapphire blue car, it is still quite good.
Jing Boyuan's tone was not very concerned, but it was not negotiable, "The prerequisite is that you must enter the top three in your grade in the final exam."
King Soso Guarantee
Said: "No problem! Then I'll hang up first, I'm going to read a book! I'll text you the number you want in a while."
After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone hastily.
Jing Boyuan waited for a while, and a text message, a string of numbers, did enter the phone.
His eyes darkened, and he dialed it out.
As soon as Dou Wei'er came out of the shower, her cell phone rang.
She picked it up and saw it was an unfamiliar number.
Answer casually.
She received calls from such strange numbers almost every day, except for those who were promoting products, they were asking her out for dinner.
Those people didn't know how to get her number. When it was serious, they could receive more than a dozen a day, which made her wonder if someone wrote down her number in the men's room as a prank.
This pass is the fifth one today.
"Hello?" Her voice was a little impatient.
However, when the person over there spoke, she almost dropped her phone in shock.
"Miss Dou, I'm Jing Boyuan."
Dou Wei'er couldn't believe her ears, she turned her head to look at Jing Suosuo who was watching the drama and Qian Rong who was squeezing pimples in front of the mirror, then turned and walked out of the dormitory.
Her voice was trembling with excitement, "Mr. Jing, hello, you, how do you know my number? Call me... What's the matter?"
Jing Boyuan cut to the chase: "I hope you and Xinxin will reconcile."
Dou Weier was startled.
Before he had time to say anything, Jing Boyuan said again: "You can make a condition."
Dou Weier suddenly laughed.
Giggling, the voice was crisp, with a bit of self-mockery and sadness.
for a while.
Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, she reached out to wipe them off, and said with a smile, "Boss Jing is really a qualified boyfriend, he even has to resolve conflicts between his girlfriend and best friend."
Jing Boyuan remained silent, waiting for her next words.
Dou Weier continued: "Xinxin and I are a little unhappy, but do you know that the root cause of this unhappiness is Mr. Jing..."
"If you want me to reconcile with Xinxin, it's fine, but I have a knot in my heart that I can't untie. If Mr. Jing can help me untie the knot in my heart, Xinxin and I will still be good friends..."
Jing Boyuan said in a deep voice, "What do you want."
Dou Wei'er giggled and said, "I want to see you, and I have something to ask in person."
Jing Boyuan was silent for a while, and finally said: "Tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning."
Dou Wei'er felt a sudden pain in her heart, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, "Mr. Jing is really thinking hard for his heart."
They all have classes tomorrow morning, and Xinxin must come back to class. Jing Boyuan made an appointment at nine o'clock, obviously because he wanted to avoid Xinxin.
He wanted to solve all the problems quietly, and then let Xinxin think that he forgave her sincerely.
Jing Boyuan didn't say anything, and cut off the call directly.
Dou Weier stood in front of the window at the top of the aisle, blowing the night breeze.
Night breeze, slightly cool.
It was dimly lit outside, and the sky was dotted with a few stars.
for a long time.
She returned to the dormitory, opened the cabinet, and picked out the clothes for tomorrow one by one.
Jing Suosuo saw that she had thrown a bed of clothes, and asked in confusion: "Wei'er, what are you doing in the middle of the night? The lights are going to be turned off soon, so don't be smug?"
Dou Weier held a low-cut long red dress and gestured to her body. Hearing this, she turned her head and raised her eyebrows to look at Jing Suosuo, and smiled with a smile on her lips, "I wear this, isn't it beautiful?"
Jing Suosuo: "..."
Jing Boyuan hung up the phone, leaned lightly on the balcony railing, and lit a cigarette.
He was wearing a loose pullover and slacks. He was tall, long-legged, tall and majestic. The night surrounded him, making his facial features more three-dimensional, deep and stable. During the flickering and flickering mist, he faced the ward and stared at Ye Qingxin's sleeping face, unfathomable.
Just at this time.
Ye Qing's heart moved and she woke up.
He raised his head to look at the hospital bed, but he didn't see Jing Boyuan.
She was startled, sat up in a 'bass', and hurriedly looked around.
There was light in the room, but it was pitch black outside. The glass door leading to the balcony was closed, and it was impossible to see people on the balcony from inside.
She looked around and found no one, so she hurriedly put on her shoes and walked to the bathroom.
Before taking two steps, Jing Boyuan's voice sounded from the balcony, "Xinxin." It was deep and sexy.
Ye Qingxin was taken aback.
Xunsheng looked over, only to find a star of fireworks flickering on the dark balcony.
She hurried over and opened the sliding door.
Jing Boyuan was leaning on tiptoe with one foot on the guardrail to smoke, and the faint smell of smoke came to his nostrils.
It was cold outside, but he was dressed thinly.
Ye Qingxin couldn't help but blame, "Why are you wearing so little? What if you're freezing?"
As he said that, he walked over and swung his arm on his neck, holding him up and wanted to go back to the room.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the cigarette held between his slender fingertips. She rarely saw him smoking, but he always smelled of tobacco, so he must have smoked all the time.
After thinking about it, she said, "Bo Yuan, can I stop smoking in the future? Smoking is bad for your health."
After a pause, she softened her tone, "Or, smoke less..."
Jing Boyuan looked down at her for a moment, didn't say anything, just raised his hand to wipe out the lingering smoke in his hand on the guardrail.
Ye Qingxin smiled sweetly and helped him back to the room.
Overnight.
very calm.
Early the next morning, the servant went back to Jing's house to take Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan's breakfast, Ye Qingxin accompanied Jing Boyuan to finish eating, and was ready to go back to school.
When she walked to the door, she glanced at the two expressionless door gods standing at the door, and suddenly felt blessed, and said to them in a discussing tone: "Mr. Jing's foot is injured, and it's inconvenient to go to the toilet. If Mr. Jing needs anything, you can go over and help, okay?"
Means, let them accompany Jing Boyuan to the bathroom.
It is better to let a man help Jing Boyuan go than a servant. Although the servants are all aunts in their forties or fifties, they are also women.
Ye Qingxin's heart trembled.
Originally, she had long since noticed that the two bodyguards had always looked like someone owed them eight million yuan, and she didn't have any hope that they would agree. After all, she was not qualified to order them to do anything.
who knows...
As soon as she finished speaking, the two bodyguards suddenly bowed at ninety degrees to her in unison, and said loudly in unison, "Yes! Mrs. Jing."
Ye Qingxin: "..."
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