Chapter 166

Ye Qingxin looks at the tall figure standing in front of him. After a moment's hesitation, he comes back to himself and leaves quietly while jingboyuan's attention is not on his side.

Jingboyuan exchanged greetings with the middle-aged man. As soon as he looked back, the little girl had already slipped away.

He chuckled, his eyes a little helpless, and walked into the bathroom with long legs.

The middle-aged man realized later that he suddenly remembered why the little beauty was so familiar before. It was widely spread in the circle that Jing Boyuan had a 20-year-old fiancee. He never had a chance to see her. He only once saw Jing Boyuan with a girl at a distance in front of the mall.

The girl's figure is very similar to that of the waiter just now.

The middle-aged man patted his chest and carefully recalled jingboyuan's expression when he just spoke. He didn't seem to be angry. Should he not take revenge for it?

What's more, just now I didn't do anything, so I pulled Mrs. futuristic's wrist

The middle-aged man hypnotized himself. Three days later, his company's stock market suddenly fell, and he almost fell to the limit several times. Then he realized that he was too optimistic.

Of course, that's the end of the story.

Besides, ye Qingxin has been staying in the back kitchen since she went back. She listens to the waiters who come back from the banquet hall complaining that Jing Boyuan has gone, and her whole talent is relaxed.

I was busy until ten o'clock in the evening, and everyone got off work with a sigh.

There is no direct bus or subway from the hotel to B University. You should take the subway first and then transfer to the bus.

Ye Qingxin walks to the subway station not far from the hotel, and digs out four coins from her wallet. Suddenly, she looks forward. Under the landscape light five meters away from her, jingboyuan stands there with one hand. A tall woman stands in front of him, looking up and talking to him happily.

He slightly lowered his head and lit the cigarette with his smoking hand. There was not a trace of impatience on his face, and even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which was very elegant and magnanimous.

Ye Qingxin was stunned.

As expected, this man has his own temperament of attracting bees and butterflies. The woman is the hotel head Usher, and she is very beautiful. Ye Qingxin said a few words to her, her voice is very sweet, and most people would like to get rid of her bones.

Ye Qingxin purses her lips. For a moment, she is about to take back her eyes. Jingboyuan has turned to look at it. Her eyes meet each other. It seems that ye Qingxin is too deliberate to turn around and take another road.

She is thinking about this situation is not to say hello, five meters away the man directly raised his feet toward her, ye Qingxin looked at the man who came to him, pulled the corners of his mouth, showing a calm smile, "Jing... Always, good luck."

Jingboyuan stares at her alienated face for a few seconds. Her tone of voice shows the dignity of the elder teaching the younger, "when did it become so impolite?"

Ye Qingxin drooped his eyebrows and gathered his eyes, and asked, "what do you mean?"

Jing Boyuan didn't know when he smoked a cigarette and bit it in his mouth. There was wind at night. He protected the flame of the lighter and lit a cigarette for himself. After taking a deep breath, he looked back at Ye Qingxin and said, "others helped you, but you didn't even thank you?"

He's talking about lunch outside the bathroom.

Ye Qingxin clenched the four coins in his hand, stared at his toes, and said in a soft voice, "thank you, Mr. Jing."

Jing Boyuan reached out and lifted the girl's thin chin. He stretched out his hand holding the cigarette and put his arms around the girl's slender waist. His voice was full of pressure. "No one has taught you. You should look at each other when you say thank you."

The strong smell of burning tobacco ran into Ye Qingxin's nose, her brow slightly wrinkled.

At first, he smoked together, but she never smelled so much smoke from him.

Under the landscape lamp, the woman who had talked with Jing Boyuan saw that there was something she didn't understand. She turned her lips and left wisely.

When she got off work, she saw Jing Boyuan smoking alone under the landscape lamp. It seemed that she was waiting for someone. She just took the chance to chat with him. But before she said a word, ye Qingxin appeared. As soon as ye Qingxin appeared, the man immediately left her.

Ye Qingxin gently took away the hand holding his chin and his waist, carefully looked into Jing Boyuan's eyes, and sincerely said thanks again: "thank you, Mr. Jing."

After that, she said without pause: "just, I have nothing to do with President Jing. Please respect me and respect yourself in the future."

Jing Boyuan looked at the girl's stubborn face to draw a clear line with himself. He was very angry in his heart, but he laughed and said, "let's go."

This is to send her back to school.

Ye Qingxin smiles, "I'll go back by subway myself."

Jingboyuan took a cigarette, stamped out the butt on the sole of his shoes, and said, "then take the subway."

Ye Qingxin stood still.

Jingboyuan squint at her, "want me to hold you?"

Ye Qingxin

From ten o'clock to eleven o'clock in the past, there were still a lot of people in the subway station.

Today, I don't know why there is no one. The whole platform is empty, just the two of them.

The glass door of the platform clearly reflects their figures. Jingboyuan is standing behind her, with a pair of deep eyes overlooking her. It's clear that the space is open, but ye Qingxin has the feeling of being locked in a small space. She is uncomfortable.

Bursts of smoke into her nose, all the way, his hand did not break the smoke.

Men smoking, in addition to ease addiction and refreshing, and sometimes also to ease the mood.

Jingboyuan finished smoking one cigarette, took out the cigarette box from his pocket and squeezed another cigarette into his mouth.

Ye Qingxin stares at the jingboyuan reflected by the glass door. After all, he can't help but open his mouth, "don't smoke."

The man's action of lighting was delayed for a moment. The hand holding the lighter took the cigarette out of his mouth. He stepped forward and put his arms around Ye Qingxin's waist and pushed her back. The girl's soft body was so close to the man's broad arms.

Ye Qingxin struggles subconsciously.

Jing Boyuan can tightly imprison her with one arm, lean over her ear and exhale, "care about me?"

Ye Qingxin's face was red. She didn't know whether she was ashamed or tired. She pursed and didn't say a word.

"Didn't you miss me these days?" The man's voice rang in her ears, warm breathing sprinkled into her ears, itchy and numb, let her can't help but want to escape his control.

"No Ye Qingxin broke his arm as hard as iron.

"Oh." Jing Boyuan chuckled over her head, "no?"

Holding a cigarette lighter, the hand suddenly reached into the collar of her shirt and hooked out a platinum chain with her little finger. "What do you want me to do with it?"

Ye Qingxin bit his lower lip, and the roots of his ears gradually became hot.

Jingboyuan gave her the letter necklace, which she always wore close to her body.

At this time.

The subway came with a roar.

Jing Boyuan let go of her. It seemed that she was in a good mood. The corner of her eyes and eyebrows were dyed with relaxed color. She bit the unlit cigarette in her mouth, but she didn't start the fire for a long time. In this way, she copied her hands and looked down at the little girl with her head hanging in front of her.

The girl is wearing a slim white shirt with a khaki A-line skirt. The hem of the shirt is tucked into the waist of the skirt. Although it is not a big brand, it is better because of her outstanding figure. She has the feeling of wearing the stall goods into a famous brand. She is young, beautiful and energetic.

When the subway door opened, no one came out. Ye Qingxin lowered her head and didn't look up to see it. She only felt that no one appeared to come out. She raised her feet and went inside, because she was in a mess and didn't even see the road clearly.

Strange touch came from the foot, soft, like the feeling of stepping on the carpet, a strong fragrance of flowers at the tip of the nose.

She looked back and fixed her eyes. There was a layer of purple roses under her feet. She looked up and saw a sea of flowers.

All the things visible to the naked eye in the carriage were covered with purple rose flowers. Apart from purple or purple, apart from flowers or flowers, a whole carriage was paved. On the ground in the middle of the carriage, there was also a bunch of huge red roses.

At the foot of a few flowers have been leaf heart stepped out of shape.

She suddenly understood why there was no one on the platform. She didn't have to think about who did all this.

Jing Boyuan saw the interior of the carriage, but his sword eyebrows frowned slightly.

Ye Qingxin turned his head to look at him, his eyes shining with strange brilliance, "what did you do?"

Although she had the answer in her heart, she asked it subconsciously.

In her cognition, Jing Boyuan is a practical person. She never does anything fancy, frivolous and impractical. It's hard to say, but she doesn't understand romance.

This is not like his style.

Jing Boyuan looks at the bright light in the girl's eyes, purses her lips and doesn't make a sound. In Ye Qingxin's opinion, it is the default.

She can't tell what she's feeling at this time. It's a little complicated and a little... Joyful.

Even though she has experienced some things that people may never experience in her life when she is young, she is still there. No matter how calm and mature she is, a 20-year-old girl is also a little girl. Like most young girls, she yearns for some beautiful and romantic things in her heart.

Ye Qingxin stepped on the beautiful and delicate flowers carefully, and suddenly felt a little distressed.

What a waste.

The subway door closes with a hiss, and the subway starts. Ye Qingxin suddenly fails to stand and staggers. Jing Boyuan steps forward to catch her body.

The man's embrace is thick and warm, and the arms holding her body are strong and strong. Ye Qingxin's cheek is slightly red, and her eyebrows and eyes are a bit shy. I don't know if she was disturbed by the sudden romance. She didn't push him away in time, and she didn't keep the distance with him in time.

Jingboyuan is acutely aware of the subtle changes of Ye Qingxin. He reaches for the girl's thin chin and rubs her delicate skin with his thumb. "Do you like it?"

Ye Qingxin's eyes fell on the big red rose not far away.

Jing Boyuan looks along her line of sight. When he sees what attracts the girl's attention, he smiles, holds Ye Qingxin to stand, steps forward, squats down, picks up the bunch of red roses, and comes back to put Ye Qingxin's arms.

It is not without roses that leaves fall in love.

It's just a gift from someone else. It's not as strong as what this man gave her.

And jingboyuan is a person who never sends flowers. Suddenly sending flowers is very precious and has more impact, psychological and emotional.

Ye Qingxin's big black and white eyes seem to be covered with a layer of mist, hazy, showing the delicate state of her little daughter.

She doesn't know how jingboyuan kisses her lips.

The smell of a mature man mixed with the smell of tobacco filled her mouth and nose, hot tongue came in and entangled with her, body close to each other, perfectly.

Ye Qingxin almost immediately fell into his tender and hot kiss.

Along the way, no one came up again. Every platform passed by was empty, and there was no one.

Coming out of the subway station, ye Qingxin is led by jingboyuan into a car, and is sent to the dormitory downstairs by him.

There is no one else in the dormitory.

Ye Qingxin sits on the chair, staring at the big red rose on the table.

Things went out of her expectation.

There is a man's taste and temperature in her mouth. The moment jingboyuan kisses her, she clearly realizes that she yearns for him so much.

The original idea of sticking to the bottom of my heart is teetering at this moment.

Does she really want to see him marry another woman and have children?

But.

Granny Jing wants to treat her grandson so well. How can she have the heart to make the old man cry.

She also can't let Jing Boyuan for her, in the future even no one to die.

The ancients said that there are three ways to be unfilial.

Ye Qingxin raises his hand to cover his forehead. The cold temperature on his hand repels the heat on his forehead.

For a long time.

She got up and threw the bunch of roses into the dustbin.

There is no need to turn off the lights regularly during holidays.

Ye Qingxin came out after a shower, washed his clothes, dried his hair and prepared to go to bed. When he passed through the garbage can, his feet stayed for a while, then he turned off the light and went to bed.

In the middle of the night.

She got up, got out of bed, took the bunch of roses out of the garbage can and put them on the desk.