Chapter 206

The outsourcing of the invitation is a white hollowed out design with a light blue bow. It looks simple and generous. Ye Qingxin pulls out the invitation and opens it. On the left side of the inner page is a silhouette of Ye Qingxin and jingboyuan embracing each other, with eight gilded characters: year by year, day by day.

On the top of the right is the word "Songcheng", and there is a blank below. Next is "jingboyuan & Ye Qingxin", and next is the wedding process arrangement: 16:30 wedding ceremony, 18:30 dinner, 21:00 party.

Finally printed the wedding address, and a PS, free money.

The design of the invitation can be seen to have taken heart.

Ye Qingxin looks at the silhouette of the two people on the left. She doesn't remember that she and jingboyuan took photos, and even they didn't take a group photo except a wedding photo.

Ye Qingxin stares at the invitation for a while, turns his head and looks at jingboyuan. His eyes are shining. "When was this picture taken? Why don't I know? "

Looking at her figure in the silhouette, she should be wearing a down jacket, with a scarf wrapped around her neck, holding jingboyuan's waist, looking up at him, her ponytail flying in the wind.

Jing Boyuan looks down at her, holding her waist in one hand and holding her butterfly bone in the other. Even if he can't see their expressions clearly, he can feel that they are gazing at each other, and the picture is warm and sweet.

Jing Boyuan reached for the invitation in her hand, bowed his head and kissed her cheek. He said softly, "go upstairs to take a bath and sleep."

Ye Qingxin didn't move, looking up at jingboyuan with a smile, "you haven't answered my question, are you taking a candid picture?"

Jing Boyuan did not deny it.

Ye Qingxin pouts his lips, "Why are you secretly taking photos? You should tell me that I can change into a beautiful dress. Look at this down jacket and this big scarf. How bloated are they? "

Jing Boyuan said with a smile, "I'm afraid you are so upset. It's very good."

Ye Qingxin listened to his words and felt warm.

His words are not sweet words, but show the care and love of a 34 year old mature man.

If she knew she was going to take a picture and put it on the invitation, it might be a real toss.

Ye Qingxin obeyed his words and went upstairs to take a bath.

After taking a bath, before jingboyuan came up, ye Qingxin went downstairs in her pajamas. Aunt Zhang was carrying a tray upstairs. When she saw her, she said with a smile, "I was going to send you milk and snacks, so you came down."

"Give it to me." Ye Qingxin reaches for the tray in Aunt Zhang's hand and walks to the living room sofa.

Jingboyuan took off his coat and was sitting on the sofa in the living room, writing an invitation. The steel watch on his left wrist reflected in the light.

Ye Qingxin suddenly decided to invite colleagues from the studio in tangge last time, and asked Connie for a list of employees the next day.

Jing Boyuan, with a pen in his hand, wrote an invitation to her party's guest list.

His handwriting is very good-looking, calm and powerful, and atmospheric, showing a bit of the upper deterrent.

Words are like people.

Ye Qingxin put down the tray, squatted down beside him, his arm naturally put on his leg, the weight of the whole body pressed past.

He is writing the name of Han Huohuo. Ye Qingxin remembers what Han Huohuo said in Tang pavilion that day. She opens her mouth and swallows it.

That's Han Huohuo's privacy. She shouldn't share it with others, even if that person is her closest person. Besides, she's not the one who says right and wrong behind her love.

Knead a piece of crispy mouth, legs squat a little tired, she sat directly on the mat.

Jingboyuan looked at it and said, "get up."

Ye Qingxin put his hand around jingboyuan's calf, chin on his knee, two big black and white eyes looking at his face, said with a smile: "it's good to sit like this. What do you want to do when you get up?"

Jing Boyuan had no choice but to put down his pen and put his hands under Ye Qingxin's armpit. He lifted her from the ground and put her on his thigh. "How can you be so naughty?"

Ye Qingxin hooked his neck, "don't you like it?"

Jing Boyuan didn't answer. He lowered his head to kiss away the dim sum residue from the girl's mouth. It was a little itchy. Ye Qingxin instinctively hid back for a while, and immediately stepped forward to kiss the man's thin lip.

Aunt Zhang comes out of the kitchen with the tea. She comes across the scene that they are shameless. Jing Boyuan is kissing Ye Qingxin's neck. Ye Qingxin's head is slightly tilted back, and her long soft hair is hanging down and swaying in the air.

The old face was red, and it was too busy to return to the kitchen.

Ye Qingxin's white skin was flushed with jingboyuan's kiss. Her beautiful eyes were half narrowed, her brain was a little confused, and her reaction was slow. When she saw Aunt Zhang, she was stunned for a moment. After a while, she hurriedly pushed away her head buried in her neck, "Aunt Zhang..."

Jingboyuan raised her buttocks and put her legs on her waist.

Ye Qingxin lies on his shoulder and lets him carry himself upstairs.

Into the master bedroom, jingboyuan gently put her on the bed, patted her cheek, voice a little hoarse, "I go to take a bath."

Ye Qingxin understood his meaning and nodded with a red face.

It's nearly ten days since the last time. In her impression, jingboyuan's desire in that aspect has always been strong. It's his limit to endure for nearly ten days.

Think about it and feel a little incredible, jingboyuan said she was his first woman, really do not know how he came over the past 30 years.

Ye Qingxin gets out of bed and goes to the tea table to pick up the steel watch that jingboyuan just took down. It's only nine o'clock in the evening. It's not too late.

About five or six minutes later, jingboyuan came out with a bath towel around his waist.

The man is naked on the upper half of the body, honey skin, perfect muscle lines, everywhere exudes the charm of confusing the opposite sex.

As soon as he came out, it was the girl's enthusiasm that welcomed him.

Ye Qingxin pushes him to the wall, just like he used to press her on the wall, presses him on the wall, raises his head and kisses his neck, and his delicate lips linger in his sexy Adam's apple.

Jingboyuan had no resistance and let her do whatever she wanted.

When the kiss moved up, jingboyuan consciously lowered her head and slightly bent her body, so that she could easily kiss his lips. He didn't take any initiative. Ye devoted himself to sucking his lips. The tip of his tongue went into his mouth and found his tongue entangled.

Kiss down

Practice makes perfect. That's right.

The girl's skill has improved, gradually, the man's mouth overflow voice.

After the end, ye Qingxin is a little tired. She closes her eyes and falls into jingboyuan's arms. Jingboyuan reaches for her and holds her to the big bed and puts her into the quilt.

Jing Boyuan goes to the cloakroom to put on his pajamas, goes to bed and embraces Ye Qingxin.

A good night's sleep.

The next weekend, jingboyuan took a rest.

Ye Qingxin wakes up in his arms. He has the smell of just bathing. She admires this man's perseverance.

She used to get up early and run every morning, because the economic conditions were so poor that she couldn't stand being sick.

Later, gradually no longer get up early to run.

Maybe it's because of dependence.

Ye Qingxin turns around and embraces jingboyuan's body.

Jing Boyuan's mobile phone vibrated.

His mobile phone is on the tea table. He gently takes down his slender arm on his waist and quietly gets out of bed. Ye Qingxin is all around her, and she can't help wrapping up the quilt.

After a while of silence, jingboyuan's voice rang: "I'll ask my heart and call you back."

Ye Qingxin opens her eyes and looks over.

Jing Boyuan was sitting on the sofa, leaning forward slightly, playing with a lighter in his hand.

Wait for him to take in the line, ye Qingxin asks: "what's the matter?"

Jing Boyuan put down his mobile phone, came to pull ye and fell in love with her. He rubbed her sleeping hair and said, "Cheng Ruyu's phone calls, asking us to go out for dinner at night. There will be a lot of people there. Do you want to go?"

"Will song Xianyu go?"

"So good with her?" Jingboyuan said with a smile, "I should go."

"Let's go too. We haven't seen her for many days."

Jingboyuan see her two eyes shining appearance, knowing to smile, pinch pinch her face, way: "good."

all day.

Jing Boyuan accompanies Ye Qingxin at home. He writes the invitation on the tea table. Ye Qingxin sometimes goes to help him write two, sometimes helps him wrap the written invitation, and more often lies on his back and watches him write.

This kind of time, some boring, but quiet and beautiful, let the cold outside, the house is always warm as spring.

Thinking that they haven't taken photos yet, ye Qingxin turns on the mobile phone camera, sets the front camera, raises it to them and shouts: "Boyuan."

Jing Boyuan knew that she was taking a selfie. Although she was not interested in it, she still raised her head in cooperation.

With a click, the picture stops.

Ye Qingxin looks at the two people in the mobile phone, and the more she looks at them, the more she feels that they match each other.

She set the photos as wallpaper and screen saver.

Turning to see jingboyuan's black business mobile phone on the coffee table, she pursed her lower lip, looked at jingboyuan's expression focused on the invitation, and cried: "Boyuan?"

Jingboyuan gave a faint "um".

Ye Qingxin sent the mobile phone screen to him, "is it beautiful?"

Jing Boyuan raised his eyelids and took a look without making any comment.

"Can I have a look at your cell phone?" She asked carefully.

She knows that business people always have secrets in their mobile phones that can't be detected by outsiders, especially for successful men like Jing Boyuan who have made great achievements in business, and there are many contact information of partners in their mobile phones.

Jing Boyuan looks up at her again. His eyes are full of insight. He seems to understand what ye Qingxin wants to do. He doesn't say he can or he can't.

If you don't speak, ye Qingxin thinks that he is tacit.

She quietly reaches out to Jing Boyuan's mobile phone. When she sees that Jing Boyuan doesn't say anything, she is secretly happy. She just waits for her mobile phone to reach her hand and press the light on the screen to find that she is too happy.

There's a fingerprint code.

Ye Qingxin looks bitterly at jingboyuan's hand and his eyes. He doesn't speak, so he looks at it.

Jingboyuan looks up to her eyes. They look at each other for a long time. Ye Qingxin puts his arms around his neck and kisses the corner of his lip. "How about a kiss for the right to use a mobile phone?"

The scenery is profound and silent.

Ye Qingxin stares at him for a while, then suddenly pounces on him, crushing him in the sofa and kissing his lips warmly. She can hear the ambiguous sound of the two people kissing. There are only two people in the villa. Ye Qingxin has no scruples. She reaches out to lift the hem of the man's sweater, puts one hand into his clothes and the other hand to untie his belt buckle.

I don't know how long later, ye fell in love with RUSI and asked him, "can you use your mobile phone now?"

Jing Boyuan's clothes were taken off by Ye Qingxin in a mess. He was silent, his eyes were deep, but there was a touch of satiety on his face that he didn't have time to hide.

He reached out and took the mobile phone from the coffee table. Ye Qingxin didn't see which finger he unlocked. Jingboyuan had handed the mobile phone to her.

Ye Qingxin got down from his leg and sent the photos to jingboyuan mobile phone with wechat. He also set the photos as wallpaper and screen saver of black business mobile phone.

After setting, ye Qingxin looks at it, his eyes smile and squint into two crescent moon.

Looking at jingboyuan, the man has already dressed himself up, and his eyebrows and eyes are calm and serious. He can't see that he has just experienced a ridiculous scene.

Ye Qingxin puts his cell phone back to its original place. She doesn't look at jingboyuan's cell phone like other women look at men's cell phones.

Although there is also curiosity, I wonder which people usually contact jingboyuan and whether there are women.

He leaned on jingboyuan's shoulder and watched him write the invitation for a while. Unconsciously, he fell asleep.

As soon as jingboyuan turns his head, he can see ye Qingxin's quiet appearance with her eyes closed. Her long eyelashes are curled slightly, with clear roots. With her breath, she trembles, just like a black butterfly spreading its wings to fly.

He put down his pen, took her back to the master bedroom, gently put her on the bed, helped her tuck in the quilt, and kissed her red lips.

Thinking of the absurdity just downstairs, he was suddenly very happy.

The man who understands Ye's passion is him.

Jing Boyuan reached out and untied Ye Qingxin's tight hair to make her sleep more comfortable. His fingertips slid across her delicate cheek and said to himself, "fortunately, you met me."

Go downstairs.

The mobile phone on the tea table downstairs is buzzing. Jingboyuan walks over and picks up the mobile phone. The first thing that comes into view is the self portrait of him and ye Qingxin.

For a mature man of his age, whether it's a self portrait or a photo screen saver, it's unintentionally naive.

After answering the phone, he looked at Ye Qingxin's big shining eyes on the wallpaper. There was a gentle smile in his eyes. He didn't do anything and put the mobile phone back to its original place.