Chapter 116

The car is driving on the broad streets of Beijing, with neon lights on both sides.

The atmosphere inside the car is still.

Jing Boyuan's mobile phone suddenly vibrated. After a while, he took out the Bluetooth headset from the storage compartment and put it into his ear.

Don't know what to say there, jingboyuan voice calm back: "I have something to do, Wanheng there you accompany on the line, before the end of the dinner with Wanheng people about the project cooperation, just pass by, don't stare too closely..."

I just hung up and a call came in.

After four or five phone calls, the mobile phone was quiet.

Ye Qingxin sits quietly in the co pilot's seat. Before long, white Land Rover drives into No. 8 courtyard of nanshanshu.

The moon is in the sky.

With a trace of dryness and heat in the night wind, the clear and pleasant chirping of insects in the lawn of the yard comes and goes one after another.

The ground lamp haunts all kinds of moths and flying insects that like light at night.

When the car drove into the garage, jingboyuan stopped. His face was gloomy, his breath was strong, and his deep eyes were more and more dark.

He pushed the door and got off without saying a word.

Ye Qingxin lightly pursed his lower lip, unfastened his seat belt, pushed the door to get off, and quietly followed him.

It's hard for her to imagine what happened between the mother and the son... To make Jing Boyuan react like this.

Jingboyuan's steps are steady. From ye Qingxin's point of view, he has the same back image as before. He is broad, steady and reliable.

After brushing his fingerprints in front of the door, jingboyuan opens the solid wood door and goes in. He raises his hand to turn on the lights in the entrance and living room.

When ye Qingxin changes his shoes and walks into the living room, jingboyuan is sitting on the sofa smoking. He looks solemn and thoughtful.

Ye Qingxin suddenly thinks of the time when jingboyuan's mother came to the villa not long ago. When she came back, he was also smoking in the sofa, with the same look as now.

She stood in the same place for a moment, walked slowly, sat down beside him, and the smell of burning tobacco wrapped her in an instant.

The small white hand holds the man's big hand on the sofa cushion with warm body temperature.

Ye Qingxin tilts his head and looks at jingboyuan. His eyes are shining with a smile. The radian of his mouth is gratifying. "Boyuan, haven't you had dinner yet? Shall I cook you a bowl of noodles? "

Jing Boyuan's slender fingers took a sip of the smoke between his thin lips. He didn't speak or look at her, but the big hand held by Ye Qingxin held her small hand, which made her feel painful.

But ye Qingxin didn't feel it. The smile at the corner of his mouth became more and more bright. He stretched out two fingers to make a pledge with his other hand. His tone was quite affirming: "I won't break your bowl this time!"

She looks pretty and naughty.

Jingboyuan thin lips spit out green fog, seems to be amused by her playfulness, turn to look over, deep eyes more gentle, smoke hand touched Ye's hair, throat micro movement, spit out two words: "go."

Ye Qingxin pulls back her hand from his palm and gets up to go to the kitchen. After thinking about it, she leans down to hold Jing Boyuan's face, kisses him on the lips, and then turns around and runs.

Looking at her sneaking into the kitchen, Jing Boyuan unconsciously smiles. After laughing, the light in her eyes is more and more thick and dark.

Fourteen years ago, the scene, like a thorn, was deeply rooted in his memory.

The sharp knife stabbed by the woman is cold and merciless. The woman screams wildly and hovers over the villa, "jingboyuan! Damn you! Why don't you die! Why didn't you die! I shouldn't have given birth to you in the first place! "

"Jingboyuan! One day I'll let you taste what it's like to lose someone you love! "

The fingertips of jingboyuan holding the cigarette suddenly tightened, and the body of the cigarette changed shape.

People say that the past is like smoke, but some things, time can not dilute, it is like a natural moat, no matter how time flies, it is always there.

Jingboyuan took off his coat, pulled open his tie, untied his two shirt buttons, and showed a small piece of strong muscles. His strong body leaned into the sofa, took a deep breath on the butt of his cigarette, and after spitting out the fog, he lightened the ash. The burning ashes of tobacco fell down.

His expression, more and more heavy.

I don't know how long it's been.

There was a crash in the kitchen.

Jingboyuan passes a cigarette to his mouth. Three seconds later, he appears at the kitchen door.

In the spacious kitchen, under the incandescent lamp, on the dark gray floor, white pieces of porcelain scatter around, noodles and soup spill all over the floor. The girl pestles in the mess, her face is blank and innocent. When she sees the man at the kitchen door, her face is embarrassed.

The man walked quickly, ignored the mess on the ground, took her hand directly, and checked it over and over again. His little hand was white and thin, not hot.

He loosened his breath and rubbed the top of his head. He didn't say anything. He took a rag to clean up the dirt on the floor.

The man's tall body is squatting, because of the action in his hand, the shirt fabric on his back is tight, and the strong and perfect muscle lines are looming, with a strong sense of strength.

Ye Qingxin looked at his busy appearance, some embarrassed, came forward to take the cloth in jingboyuan's hand, "I'll come."

Jing Boyuan turned his head to see, raised his hand to her ear a wisp of broken hair behind his ears, "the kitchen is small, can't stand you so toss."

Ye Qingxin looked shy and muttered in a low voice: "this bowl is too slippery..."

Jing Boyuan solemnly agreed, "well, it's all the bowl's fault, not our heart's fault."

Ye Qingxin

This man, connect people to a set of.

Ye Qingxin turned away his mouth and immediately laughed away. In this way, he was much more approachable than before.

She leaned over and kissed Jing Boyuan on the cheek. "It's hard for us, Mr. Jing. I'll help you cook noodles."

Jing Boyuan felt the softness of her cheeks and the faint scent of a girl's body coming from the tip of her nose. She turned her head and saw the girl's blushing face, but she still had to pretend to be calm. The color of her eyes gradually deepened.

Ten minutes later.

Another bowl of green vegetables and egg noodles comes out of the pot. When jingboyuan eats them, ye Qingxin just holds her cheek and looks at them.

Jingboyuan rolled up his sleeve a few times, revealing his strong arms. The joints of his hands holding chopsticks were clear and beautiful. The neckline was also loosened. When swallowing food, the Adam's apple was sliding up and down, which was somewhat sexy.

Ye Qingxin looks at Jing Boyuan's thin lips. It's clear that this man is a big eater, but he doesn't feel rude. Instead, he is noble and elegant.

Thin lips are probably due to the oil soup. Under the light of the top of the head, there is a soft light. It doesn't look as cool and thin as usual. It's a bit more smoky.

Suddenly, ye Qingxin blushed.

I don't know how this thin lip kiss on her looks in my mind

Thinking of some indescribable pictures, ye Qingxin turns her eyes and dares not look directly at the man's lips.

"What are you thinking?"

Jing Boyuan didn't know when he put down his chopsticks and looked at it with deep vision.

Ye Qingxin's eyes dodged, "no, I didn't think about anything."

There was a silence.

Ye Qingxin looks up, but sees that the man is looking at him so straight. Her eyes are sharp and wise. She has the illusion of being seen through in her heart. It seems that the ugly pictures presented in her mind have been clearly spied by him.

This kind of feeling, let her like a grain of grass in the back, get up to want to escape, "that, that what, you finished eating, I, I, I went to wash the dishes..."

Ye Qingxin reaches out his hand and takes the empty bowl in front of jingboyuan to go.

The wrist was caught.

The next moment, the whole child fell into the man's arms.

A low magnetic voice fell from the top of his head. "What are you thinking? You look so red. "

All of a sudden.

Ye Qingxin felt that her cheeks and ears were burning, and her eyes dodged more and more severely. "I want to wash the dishes, you let me go..."

Jing Boyuan is sitting on the dining chair, holding the girl in his arms like a child. The girl's body is soft and fragrant.

Seeing that the girl's face became more and more red, he laughed, bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead. At the same time, he let go of the soup bowl and chopsticks in her hand.

"You wash and go to bed early. I'll take care of it here."

"I'll come, you've been working all day..." before ye Qingxin's considerate words were finished, jingboyuan's mobile phone vibrated.

She said with a smile, "answer the phone. When you're done, I'll wash it."

Jingboyuan rubs her hair and walks out with her mobile phone.

With the clattering sound of washing dishes, ye Qingxin hears a man's steady and powerful voice from the living room.

When she washes the dishes and goes out, jingboyuan's phone call is not over.

The man is standing in front of the large French window in the living room, holding a mobile phone in one hand, holding a cigarette in the other hand, playing the cigarette ash carelessly. It's about a phone call at work. Ye Qingxin hears what he says about "investment disk" and "financing".

After watching for a while, she went upstairs.

There is a suitcase beside the sofa in the bedroom.

When they came back from Hong Kong, they didn't have time to go home, so the things in their suitcases were not sorted out.

Ye Qingxin takes out their clothes and puts them into the cabinet. The emerald jewelry is put into the bedside table. After packing, ye Qingxin sits on the sofa and stares at the man's watch.

She almost forgot that she bought a gift for jingboyuan.

At this time.

Outside the door came the steady rhythmic footsteps of men.

Ye Qingxin's eyes moved, put the box containing the watch into the drawer of the tea table, got up and walked towards the door.

As soon as Jing Boyuan opened the door, before he could see the scene in the bedroom, a pair of soft and slender arms took his arm.

He looked at the girl's smiling face and said, "why didn't you take a bath?"

Ye Qingxin didn't say anything. She took him to the sofa and said, "I was just packing. I didn't have time to wash."

"Close your eyes." In front of the sofa, ye Qingxin sits down according to jingboyuan and commands him.

When people encounter this kind of situation, they must subconsciously ask "why", but Jing Boyuan doesn't say anything, so he just closes his eyes.

a moment.

He noticed that the girl was taking off his watch, vaguely guessed what she was going to do, and immediately, a chill hit his wrist.

Ye Qingxin buttoned up the leather button of his watch, and kissing jingboyuan on the cheek, said, "OK."

Jingboyuan opened his eyes and looked at his brand-new wrist watch. He looked up at Ye Qingxin and said with a smile, "what's the meaning of this?"

Ye Qingxin said with a smile: "as a gift, I suddenly turned from penniless into a rich woman. It's all your credit. This is a thank you. Do you like it?"

Jing Boyuan just looked at her and asked, "just thank you?"

Ye Qingxin Leng next, don't understand the meaning of his words, to tell the truth: "yes."

See Jing Boyuan face expression light, she subconsciously asked: "don't like?"

Looking at the watch that jingboyuan took off, well, maybe she doesn't have a good eye, or jingboyuan's original watch matches him better. The one she picked is good-looking, but it doesn't match jingboyuan's mature and steady temperament.

"I went to take a bath." Leaving this sentence behind, ye Qingxin enters the bathroom. When she comes out from the bath, jingboyuan is standing on the balcony listening to the phone. The watch she helped him with has been taken off and is lying side by side with his original watch on the coffee table.

Sure enough, he didn't like it.

Ye Qingxin pouts unconsciously and goes to bed.

Jing Boyuan finished his cell phone, and the girl on the big bed in the bedroom had given out a shallow and even breath.

He came out of the bath, turned off the curtains and lights, went to bed and held the girl in his arms.

a moment.

The girl's stuffy voice floated out of his arms, "Boyuan, the watch I gave you, don't you like it?"

Jing Boyuan didn't expect that she hadn't slept yet. He rubbed his chin against her head for a while, and then replied, "it's not that I don't like it. It's just that I've been so helpful to you. A watch is not enough."

Ye Qingxin a Leng, lift Mou to see him, a pair of Mou son glitter in the dark, "what meaning?"

Her answer was a man's kiss.

The man's tongue with tobacco and toothpaste mint flavor, mixed with the man's unique body odor, encroached on the breath of Ye Qingxin.

When Jing Boyuan reached out to pull her pajamas, she pressed his hand. It was rare for her to keep a trace of sense in this situation. She said justly, "Mr. Jing, you have already torn two pieces of my clothes. I don't have many. Please show mercy."

Jing Boyuan was stunned when he heard the words, and then he laughed. He lifted her skirt with his right hand and said, "is that so?"

Ye Qingxin

Jing Boyuan lifted the sticky hair from her face, and while kissing her lips, he said in a soft voice: "I like everything I send, but I want more..."

At this time, ye Qingxin has been unable to think about the meaning of his words, forced to follow the waves.

Ye Qingxin didn't fall asleep at the end of the night like the previous two times. On the contrary, he was very energetic.

She lies on Jing Boyuan's body. The two bodies under the quilt are close to each other without any barrier.

In the air, there is a faint taste of love, charming, ambiguous and warm.

The cheek is close to the man's strong chest, and his heart is pounding in his ears.

Jingboyuan embraces her, and his big hand rubs her snow-white shoulder, and the other hand is tightly connected with Ye Qingxin.

Ye Qingxin suddenly thinks of the confrontation between Jing Boyuan and his mother in the restaurant tonight. She wants to ask them if they have any misunderstanding. After thinking about it, she doesn't want to destroy the good atmosphere.

In the future, there will be opportunities to understand things.

I don't know how long it's been.

"Heart." Jing Boyuan suddenly opened his mouth.

Ye Qingxin gave a faint "Er". His voice was dumb and charming.

Jing Boyuan put his arm around her shoulder and said, "don't touch her in the future."

Ye Qingxin asked subconsciously: "who?"

Just after asking, she suddenly understood.

It's his mother.

She looked up at jingboyuan. From her point of view, she could not see the man's eyes and expression clearly, but the man's chin was slightly tight, which showed that the man was extremely serious and solemn at the moment.

"Why?" She asked.

That person is not others, is his mother, how can she not contact?

Unless, between her and jingboyuan... Not long

Thinking of this possibility, ye Qingxin didn't have a pain in her heart.

"Why?" She asked again.

Jingboyuan seems to be aware of some fluctuations in her mood, bowed his head like a kiss on her lips, "obedient heart, do not contact her later, I do not want you to have an accident."

The leaf fell in love to smile, originally is such.

It's just that.

"She is your mother, in the future... Maybe it will be mine..." the last two words, she was ashamed to export, only then said: "how can I not contact with her? And today I found that she was very easy to get along with. Really, she asked me if I could call her "Xinxin", which is clearly showing me friendliness... "

Jingboyuan look light, even some cool thin, "is it?"

Ye Qingxin tried her best to say something nice for he su'e: "yes, when I ordered, the menu of that restaurant was all French. I couldn't understand a word at all. My aunt ordered it for me. My aunt was really good."

After a pause, she said: "Boyuan, I don't know what misunderstanding you had with your aunt, but from my point of view, she is very good, really good, elegant and reasonable. She is a very easy person to get along with. You and her... After all, are mother and son. As the saying goes, blood is thicker than water. This kind of relationship is cut continuously. Can you... Try to get along with her?"

Does the knife cut continuously?

In front of Jing Boyuan's eyes, he su'e stabbed him with a knife, and her curse sounded.

His eyes suddenly a cold, tightly embrace the arms of the girl, the strength of the big, seems to rub the girl into his body.

"Heart, promise me, stay away from her, don't let her have the chance to get close to you."

Ye Qingxin: "Boyuan..."

"Promise me." Jing Boyuan suddenly drinks low, the tone is not negotiable.

Ye Qingxin's body trembled involuntarily, and her heart tips trembled a few times. Slowly, she said obediently: "good."

Jing Boyuan didn't know if he was aware that his low drinking scared the girl in his arms. He touched her head like soothing, "heart, there are some things I can't tell you, but you have to believe that I'm for you."

Ye Qingxin pursed her lips and gave a low "hum".

After a while.

Jingboyuan extended his long arm, turned off the light, patted Ye Qingxin bare back, "go to sleep, it's not early."

However, in the dark, both of them are open-minded and have their own thoughts.

Jing Boyuan thought of Luo fengna's phone call before, "Mr. Jing, I checked the monitoring of Miss Ye's accident section. It was the car in front of her that stopped suddenly, and her car braked urgently, which led to the rear end collision of Miss Ye's car. It should be an accident, not a man-made accident."

In the evening, he received a phone call from Master Lu, saying that he su'e's car was rear ended on his way home. He also said that ye Qingxin had gone to dinner with he su'e. what he felt at that time was fear and panic.

So, his first reaction was to pick up the leaves and come back.

Slowly, he narrowed his eyes, like the green eyes of night beasts, flashing in the jungle, dangerous and cold.

Best of all, it's not the man who planned tonight.

Ye Qingxin thinks wildly for a while, and gradually falls into a deep sleep. He is hugged by jingboyuan and sleeps soundly.

On the other side, it's not so comfortable.

Dou Wei'er is lying on the hospital bed, abdominal pain makes it difficult for her to sleep.

I can remember what happened yesterday.

Even if sometimes the film bridging, the audition result still failed, the director even just looked at her, and concluded that she could not act, could not.

Coming out of the audition, I met fellow townsman Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong enthusiastically said that she would invite her to dinner, and that she could help her introduce her to the troupe. Dou Wei'er thought that many stars start from running dragon suit. Anyway, summer vacation is coming soon. She has nothing to do except making several pieces of ready-made clothes. Running dragon suit can not only increase her understanding of acting, but also make some money.

Because I have known Zhou Tong for many years, she didn't think much about it and followed Zhou Tong to the hotel.

Two people chat to rise place, also touched a cup.

Later, somehow, she felt a bit detached and nauseous. Zhou Tong said that she was drunk and sent her to a hotel to have a rest.

At that time, she was already unable to resist, and her consciousness was about to fall into the dark, which was not the feeling of being drunk.

Later, she felt that she was thrown on the bed by Zhou Tong. She bit her lip hard to keep the pain awake.

I do not know how long, someone close, close, she saw that it was a strange man, topless.

At this point, no matter how stupid she was, she knew that she had been calculated.

She wanted to run away. She was weak. She wanted to call for help, but she didn't know where the bag was.

She felt the man touch her face with his hand. It was cold as a snake and disgusting.

She heard him say in her ear, "honey, I'll take a shower and wait for me."

She was scared and frightened. When he left, she took another cell phone out of her jeans pocket.

Fortunately, she always used two mobile phones, one for making phone calls and the other for surfing the Internet. Fortunately, she was wearing skinny jeans and a big long T-shirt at that time. Those people didn't find that there was a mobile phone in the trouser pocket under her T-shirt.

At that time, she was so frightened that she even forgot to call the police when she was in danger. She just instinctively called the person she trusted most.

The man came out to see her on the phone, grabbed her cell phone, pulled her out of bed with her hair, and kicked her in the abdomen one by one.

Before her consciousness completely dissipated, she clearly felt the heat flowing out of her lower body.

Ectopic pregnancy... Salpingectomy... Difficult to get pregnant again

Think of the doctor's words, dou Wei'er heart position a burst of pain.

Shi Ying... Zhou Tong

You wait.