While breathing, Ye Qingxin felt as if she was in a sea of flames, her body was heating up, two blushes appeared on her cheeks, and even the birthmark on her right earlobe became extraordinarily bright.
She closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes fluttered violently, her mouth and nose were filled with the breath of a mature man, mixed with a faint smell of tobacco, and saliva blended with each other, without the slightest discomfort, there was only a throbbing in her heart.
Jing Boyuan lost control.
When the mobile phone vibrated suddenly and interrupted the two, one of Jing Boyuan's hands was already pressed against her skin.
Ye Qingxin's clothes are half off.
Jing Boyuan's deep eyes were stained with a strange scorching heat, but the moment the phone vibrated back to his sanity, it receded like a tide, and then disappeared into hiding.
Before Ye Qingxin could get out of the confusion, a man's deep and steady voice could already be heard.
It should be a phone call from work. He spoke some words that Ye Qingxin couldn't understand. His voice was steady and reliable. The person on the other end of the phone probably never dreamed that the owner of such a steady voice was sitting on his lap with a little girl with blurred eyes and disheveled clothes.
Ye Qingxin's hazy eyes gradually became clear, and she felt a chill on her body, she looked down, with a look of embarrassment on her face, hurriedly straightened her clothes, and stepped back from Jing Boyuan's lap.
While talking on the phone, Jing Boyuan looked over with a steady gaze, his expression was serious and serious, the shirt on his body was neat and not messed up at all, and it was not at all obvious that he had just experienced a loss of control like dry wood.
Ye Qingxin walked to the sofa and sat down, biting her lips and looking at the well-dressed man.
About five or six minutes passed.
After Jing Boyuan finished the call, he looked over again with deep and steady eyes, his tone was calm and breezy, revealing a hint of concern, "Take a nap at noon, so as not to be sleepy in class in the afternoon."
Ye Qingxin stared at his calm face for a few seconds, trying to see a little bit of abnormality, but it was in vain, this man's emotions were perfectly controlled.
After a while, she rolled the corners of her lips, smiled slightly, and asked, "Aren't you going to sleep?"
"I still have some documents that need to be processed." After finishing speaking, Jing Boyuan turned around, picked up the pen that he had put down when he was making out just now, and flipped through the documents.
Ye Qingxin looked at his serious back, pursed the corners of her mouth, got up, went back to her room, and before closing the door, she turned around and said: "Call me if you need anything."
Jing Boyuan turned his head and nodded slightly at her, expressing his understanding.
The matter of interceding with Mrs. Hong was just forgotten.
Ye Qingxin went back to her room, set the alarm clock on her mobile phone for half past one, lying on the bed but couldn't fall asleep, the scene of making out just now was repeated in her mind, and the dry, hot and rough touch of his palm seemed to remain on her skin.
I don't know how long it has been.
In a daze, she seemed to hear a voice in the living room, but it didn't last long, and it quickly returned to silence.
It was close to 1:30, Ye Qingxin was not woken up by the alarm clock, but by the ringing of the mobile phone.
She answered in a daze, but Jing Boyuan's voice came from the phone, "Xinxin, get up and wash up, and go to class."
Just as Jing Boyuan finished speaking, Ye Qingxin's alarm bell rang.
Ye Qingxin pursed her lips, and responded softly, "Okay."
After washing her face, she went to Jing Boyuan's room, where Jing Boyuan was still buried in the desk.
Ye Qingxin looked at his straight and broad back, and suddenly felt distressed.
In the eyes of outsiders, Jing Boyuan is dignified, powerful, dazzling, like a mountain that cannot be surpassed, worthy of anyone's flattery, but who knows how much hard work and hardships are hidden under the glamorous appearance.
As far as Ye Qingxin saw, he started to deal with company affairs the day after the car accident, received at least a dozen work calls every day, and had to chair a meeting from time to time, so he hardly had any free time.
"Boyuan." Ye Qingxin walked over, put her hands on his shoulders, her voice was soft, and there was deep concern in her tone, "Take a break, and combine work and rest."
Jing Boyuan patted Ye Qingxin's little hand on his left shoulder with his left hand, and didn't respond to her words, only said: "Hurry up and go to school, study hard, you know?"
That tone, like an elder caring about the younger generation at home.
Ye Qingxin was silent for a moment, then said: "Then I'm leaving, you have to remember to rest and combine work and rest."
Jing Boyuan said: "Go."
Ye Qingxin came out of his room, passed the living room, and saw several large gift boxes piled up on the coffee table.
In an instant, she thought of the movement in the living room that she had vaguely heard before. No need to ask, it was another gift from someone else.
From the time Jing Boyuan was hospitalized to when he was discharged from the hospital, this gift was never missing.
Usually there are quite a few people who fawn on him, but when something happened, everyone used this excuse to 'express their hearts' one after another.
Withdrawing her gaze, Ye Qingxin walked out with a calm expression.
It wasn't until Master Lu sent her to gate B that she suddenly remembered Mrs. Hong's request.
Knocking on her forehead with her fingertips, she was a little annoyed that she forgot about it.
After getting off the car and saying goodbye to Master Lu, Ye Qingxin took out her mobile phone and wanted to call Jing Boyuan, her fingertips lingered on his number for a moment, then gave up.
Forget it, go back to Nanshan Villa to talk to him face to face.
The final exam was just around the corner, and most of the class content during this time was related to the exam content. The classroom was full of seats, and the few people who usually skipped class were all full.
After class in the evening.
As soon as Ye Qingxin walked to the school gate, a handsome, tall and thin boy came to block her way, holding a bouquet of red roses in his hand and handed it to Ye Qingxin, "Student Ye Qingxin, can I treat you to dinner?"
Ye Qingxin looked at him calmly, frowning indistinctly.
This person looks familiar.
She wanted to refuse, but before she could open her mouth, a white Land Rover outside got off and a person ran over quickly with both legs, pulled Ye Qingxin behind her, and said fiercely to the boy: "What do you want to do to my wife?"
With that tone, it was as if the boy in front of him was a human trafficker.
The boy was taken aback by Master Lu's ferocious appearance, and his speech became stuttering, "I, I, no..."
Master Lu waved his hand, and said impatiently: "Okay, you can't speak well, and you are still picking up girls like others. Let me tell you, my wife is already a famous woman. Don't let me see you picking on my wife again, or I will make you look good!"
Although Master Lu is a driver in his 40s or 50s, he used to be a special soldier. Even though he is over 50 years old, he is still tall, strong and strong, with a bluffing appearance, which is quite scary.
The boy obviously didn't expect to encounter such a situation, he didn't even understand the meaning of "my wife" in Master Lu's mouth, he apologized several times, and ran away in a hurry.
Ye Qingxin: "..."
Master Lu turned around and gave her a naive smile, completely different from the vicious look just now, "Miss Ye, let's go, there are too many bad guys out there now, don't talk to such people in the future..."
Ye Qingxin: "..."
Qian Rong went out to eat with a few senior girls, and when she was about to reach the door, she saw a boy giving a gift to Ye Qingxin from a distance. When she saw the boy's appearance clearly, her eyes tightened.
That boy... she remembered, his name was Gao Han, and he had pursued Jing Suosuo not long ago, but he didn't expect him to fall in love with another woman in the blink of an eye.
She remembered that Jing Suosuo seemed to be interested in him.
A gleam flashed across Qian Rong's eyes, and he took out his mobile phone to take a few photos at the door.
After dinner with my senior sister, when I returned to the dormitory, Jing Suosuo was reading a book with a serious expression.
She walked over and directly showed Jing Suosuo the photos she took before.
Jing Suosuo was blocked by her mobile phone, smacked his lips, instinctively pushed her mobile phone away, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"
Qian Rong stretched out her phone again, pointed at the photo on the screen, and said, "Look clearly, Gao Han, who was chasing you before, sent roses to Ye Qingxin! I said that Ye Qingxin is really capable, hooking up with your cousin, and now seducing your suitor..."
Jing Suosuo saw the boy in the photo clearly, and was stunned for a while, then snatched the mobile phone away, staring at the photo, his face became more and more ugly, showing faint signs of anger.
Qian Rong pursed her lips and smiled, and added embellishment: "Didn't you see Gao Han at that time, looking at Ye Qingxin with eyes that blossomed into flowers, didn't he send you flowers a few days ago, and said he loved you to death? It's only been a few days, and his soul has been taken away by others."
Suddenly, 'Crack! With a sound, Jing Suosuo slapped the phone on the table and said angrily, "This bitch!"
Qian Rong sneered, and said, "That's right, this Ye Qingxin is too much, no matter what, she is from a dormitory, and she actually seduces your suitor, her behavior is really low..."
Before she finished speaking, Jing Suosuo interrupted her and said, "What are you talking about! You are a lowly character, who allows you to say that about my sister-in-law?"
Qian Rong was startled, "It's not you..."
Jing Suosuo glared at her, "I'm talking about that Gao Han, it's so cheap, and he changed his mind so easily. Fortunately, I didn't agree to be his girlfriend in a moment of brainstorming, otherwise I would have to be mad at me! No, I have to blacklist his number, QQ, WeChat and so on now, and never see this person again! Hmph!"
Jing Suosuo did what he said, and immediately took out his mobile phone and deleted Gao Han's contact information.
Qian Rong: "..."
Gritting her teeth bitterly, she took her cell phone and sat back on her bed.
At this time.
Dou Wei'er came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, squinting at Qian Rong with her charming eyes, and said with a strange air: "There are some people who just can't tell the priority.
Instead of being jealous of other people's good looks and being chased by others all day long, it's better to make your own face look better. Maybe a boy who likes it can give you two red roses or something. What benefits can you get by just counting others here? He also said that others are cheap, but in fact he is cheaper than anyone else! "
Qian Rong jumped up from the bed, "Who are you talking about, Dou Weier?"
Dou Wei'er wiped her hair with a dry towel and said nonchalantly, "Who knows."
"You..." Qian Rong's face was livid with anger.
Jing Suosuo patted the table impatiently, "It's annoying, I'm reading a book, can you stop making noise?"
Qian Rong fell silent.
In this dormitory, she only has a good relationship with Jing Suosuo, and only Jing Suosuo's words are useful to her.
Although her family is also a wealthy family, it is far behind the Jing family. She still remembers when she first found out that Jing Suosuo was Jing Boyuan's cousin. When she called her family, she just mentioned it unintentionally.
Her parents urged her to get along well with Jing Suosuo.
Qian Rong glared at Dou Wei'er fiercely, took her clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Dou Weier curled her lips in disdain.
Nanshan Villa.
After eating, Ye Qingxin just wanted to mention Mrs. Hong's matter to Jing Boyuan, when Jing Boyuan's cell phone vibrated.
She swallowed the words again.
I don't know who made the call, but Jing Boyuan said: "Before I go back to the company, you can attend this kind of event on my behalf, and you don't need to call every time."
After all, he hung up the phone directly.
Ye Qingxin guessed that it was probably a call from a high-level executive of the Powerway Group.
Just for a moment of thinking like this, she heard a metallic crisp sound of 'click', and looked over for the sound, only to see Jing Boyuan had a cigarette in his mouth, which had already been lit.
After taking two puffs, he took the cigarette from his mouth, lit it, and flicked the ash off.
Across a dining table, a strong smell of tobacco wafted over.
Ye Qingxin frowned, and just about to speak, Jing Boyuan spoke first, "It's not good to smoke second-hand smoke, you should go back to your room first."
After being stunned for a moment, Ye Qingxin nodded obediently and said, "Okay." Then she really went back to her room.
Jing Boyuan seldom smokes in front of her, and has always had good self-control.
Tonight, probably because the addiction to smoking is really hard to bear.
Ye Qingxin read for a while, then took a shower and dried her hair.
The weather was hot, so she turned out her summer pajamas, wearing silk suspenders, which made her feel cool and cool. Her beautiful curves were faintly visible in the pajamas, and her shapely and slender legs were swaying white under the skirt.
Thinking of going to talk to Jing Boyuan about Mrs. Hong's affairs later, and helping him wash up, Ye Qingxin put on a bra under her pajamas, and a short knitted sweater over her pajamas.
Not long after, she heard Aunt Zhang's voice outside, "...that's how things are. I was so funny when I listened to Master Lu. I didn't expect that Master Lu, who usually looks at the honest and honest, has such a fierce side, haha..."
Aunt Zhang didn't know what she said, she laughed happily, but Jing Boyuan didn't make a sound.
Ye Qingxin hurriedly opened the door and walked out, and she saw the man sitting in the wheelchair with a solemn face, and Aunt Zhang behind her was wrinkled with a smile.
Seeing her coming out, Aunt Zhang moved away to make way for her, handed the wheelchair in her hand to Ye Qingxin, and said with a smile, "Mr. Jing will leave it to you. I'll pack it up and go back."
Ye Qingxin smiled and nodded.
Aunt Zhang only comes to help during the day and returns home at night.
Jing Boyuan tilted his head slightly, his eyes seemed to glance over Ye Qingxin's legs inadvertently.
Those legs, like milk, are dazzlingly white.
His eyes darkened, and he turned his eyes away as if nothing had happened.
"Do you want to take a shower first?" Ye Qingxin pushed Jing Boyuan into the room and asked him.
Jing Boyuan said in a low voice, "Yes."
Ye Qingxin pushed him directly into the bathroom, and then went to the cloakroom to help him get his pajamas and underwear.
Back in the bathroom, putting down her clothes, Ye Qingxin suddenly thought of something, squatted down and lifted up Jing Boyuan's trouser legs.
The ankle, which was swollen like a steamed bun, has begun to subside.
It looks like it's getting better.
"Does it still hurt?" Ye Qingxin looked up at Jing Boyuan, with concern in her eyes.
The girl still wore a neat high ponytail, her hair was thick and fluffy and hung down behind her back, there was almost no broken hair at the hairline, it was neat and natural, and her forehead was very full and beautiful.
Jing Boyuan stretched out his hand to pull her up, held her hands lightly with both hands, and gently stroked the back of her hand with his thumbs, his voice became deeper and deeper, and seemed to be a little hoarse, a very attractive kind of hoarseness.
"It still hurts."
Ye Qingxin nodded and said nothing.
In fact, she thought to herself, if Jing Boyuan's ankle didn't hurt so much, and he could stand and put on his pants, she wouldn't need to help.
Every time I help him take off his pants and put them on, I feel really embarrassed.
In fact, Jing Boyuan didn't take a long bath, only about ten minutes.
But in Ye Qingxin's view, it was really a long time.
She stood with her back to the shower room, and her ears were filled with the sound of rushing water washing over her body.
But tonight, Jing Boyuan's movements seemed a bit slow, the time was far longer than before.
Ye Qingxin resisted the urge to turn around to see what was going on, and asked aloud, "Are you ready?"
Jing Boyuan's voice was extremely low and hoarse, even mixed with a trace of unsteady breath, "Hurry up."
Ye Qingxin heard it, thought something was wrong with him, and asked worriedly: "Are you okay?"
Jing Boyuan: "It's okay." This time, the voice was quite normal.
After a while, he asked for a towel.
Ye Qingxin hurriedly took the towel and handed it to Jing Boyuan based on her feeling.
When he was done with his coat, she stared intently at the marble floor beneath her as she struggled to pull his trousers on.
When he was fully dressed, Ye Qingxin broke out in sweat.
Jing Boyuan stared at Ye Qingxin's face intently, his eyes were as calm as an ancient well, revealing a palpitating unfathomable depth.
Ye Qingxin felt uncomfortable being looked at, she raised her face and asked him, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Jing Boyuan stood on tiptoe, stretched out his hand to caress Ye Qingxin's delicate and smooth cheek, and rubbed it with his thumb. After a long time, he slightly parted his thin lips, and said something Ye Qingxin didn't understand, "Perhaps, you should stay away from me. You are still young. I'm really afraid that one day I won't be able to bear it."
A sentence without beginning or end.
Ye Qing was puzzled, "What do you mean?"
Jing Boyuan withdrew his hand, turned his eyes away, moved slightly, and sat down on the wheelchair beside him.
"Nothing." His voice was calm.
After a while, he said again: "Go back to your room and go to bed early, and you have to get up early for class tomorrow morning."
Ye Qingxin walked behind him and pushed the wheelchair, and said, "I have something to tell you..."
"Say it."
"At noon today, Mrs. Hong called me and told me about Yi Bingping..." Ye Qingxin said while watching Jing Boyuan's face, and seeing that his expression was normal, she continued: "It's been so long, Boyuan, Mrs. Hong has also received the punishment he deserved, or let's forget about it."
"Besides, if I hadn't agreed to go to Mrs. Xiao's birthday banquet with her, she wouldn't have had the chance to plot against me. After all, I'm also responsible for this..."
Jing Boyuan glanced sideways at Ye Qingxin, "You want me to spare her?"
Ye Qingxin pursed her lips and nodded.
Jing Boyuan stretched out his hand and pinched her cheek, he didn't say yes or no, he just said: "Got it."
Ye Qingxin reckoned that what he said should mean 'OK', right
Thinking about it, she bent her eyebrows and said, "Then I'll go back to sleep."
Jing Boyuan patted her hand and replied: "En."
Ye Qingxin was about to turn around and leave when Jing Boyuan's phone on the coffee table vibrated.
She walked over a few steps, picked up the phone and wanted to pass it to Jing Boyuan, but when her eyes touched the caller ID on the phone screen, she was stunned.
It was the name 'Xiao Lian' again.
After hesitating for a while, she handed the phone to Jing Boyuan.
Jing Boyuan glanced at the screen, and answered the call as usual.
Ye Qingxin stood still and did not leave.
Aunt Zhang had already left, and the whole villa was unusually quiet.
Faintly, Ye Qingxin could hear the female voice on the other end of the phone, very gentle.
I don't know what was said there, but Jing Boyuan replied in a steady voice: "As long as you think about it yourself, there is nothing wrong with returning to China for development, but it will be more difficult at the beginning, it depends on yourself..."
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Mou Yao: Uncle Jing, why did you take so long in the shower tonight? Did he do something indescribable to Xinxin's legs
Jing Boyuan's rare old face flushed, and he said angrily: "None of your business!
Mou Yao: ... There are two more