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Pei Qingcheng seems to be very gentle tonight.

Before going to bed, Ye is used to looking at the materials to be used for the next day's work.

When he came to his desk after taking a bath, he found that there was already a cup of tea on the table, which was curled up with graceful heat. The fruit platter was also well cut and put on the table in various colors.

Ye is tired of pulling his lips and chuckling. He reaches out and puts a piece of Hami melon into his mouth with a fruit fork. Then he says in a soft voice, "where is my snail girl?"

Pei Qingcheng flashed in from the door, standing in front of Ye tired with a smile, and put his hands in front of him: "I don't know what else you need?"

"When did you become a waiter?" Lin smiles and waves to her, and the woman flies over like a butterfly and sits on his lap with her hands around his neck.

"At your service anytime, anywhere." The woman lowered her head and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

The smile on Ye's tired face is deeper: "your service is a bit intriguing, and you even offer a kiss?"

"Not to mention kissing, more exaggerated service is OK."

"For example?"

"For example..." Pei Qingcheng grinned and stretched out his slender fingers, pointing to the big bed in the bedroom: "for example, all the bed sports can be done as long as they are not too fierce."

"I dare to ask the waiter, what's the less intense standard you're talking about?"

"Just don't hurt the innocent!" Pei Qingcheng takes Ye's tired hand and puts it on his belly.

"What kind of store are you in? You help customers with children." Pei Qingcheng was so engaged that he could not expect the work to be carried out tonight. He turned off the computer, bent down to pick up the woman and walked to the bedside.

Pei Qingcheng gently put on the bed, bent over and curved his fingers and scraped the tip of her nose: "what's so flattering tonight for?"

"You lie down and have special services."

"What special service?"

Pei Qingcheng presses Ye tired on the bed, then lies down beside him, one by one, unties the buttons on his chest.

When the solution to the last one, ye tired of holding the woman's weak boneless hand: "don't take the initiative, I can't stand it."

"You can't stand it. Your mental endurance is really poor." Pei Qingcheng laughs and pulls his hand from his palm, and then blows a blow in his ear. The voice bewilders: "don't move, just lie down."

He wanted to see what the little woman was up to.

Zou Shishuang unbuttoned his pajamas and revealed his chest.

The woman's little hand suddenly climbed up his chest.

A pleasant smell comes from under Ye's tired nose. He reaches out and grinds it on his chest. It seems to be oily.

Looking down, Pei Qingcheng is pouring some essential oil from a small bottle.

"So what you're talking about is wiping essential oil for me?"

"These essential oils have the effect of removing scars. If you keep massaging for a month every day, it will be effective."

It's no wonder that she was warm-hearted and took the initiative to undress. It turned out that it was the scars on his chest.

Take away the essential oil bottle in the woman's hand, drag her to lie down beside her, put her arm around the woman's shoulder and kiss her forehead: "still tangled with the past things?"

"Even if I don't get tangled up, these scars still exist."

"You think I'm a woman. There are some scars on a man's body. What's the matter?"

"What matters is what matters." Pei Qingcheng frowned, sat up and solemnly said to ye: "if one day you go out to take off your clothes and others see the scars on your chest and waist, and ask how these scars come from, how do you answer them? Do you think my wife praised me

She said it seriously, even with a trace of anger, and a strong sense of guilt.

Yan Ye is so tired that he can't help laughing. He sits up from the bed, holds the woman's hand and looks into her eyes: "what kind of opportunity is it for me to take off my clothes to others outside?"

Pei Qingcheng thought: "massage?"

"I never go out for a massage."

"That's swimming."

"We have a swimming pool at home."

"What if you go to the beach! Anyway, I don't like to see these scars on your chest, although I know that even if the scar removal oil can make them subside, there is no way to erase the damage I have done to you The woman's voice was getting smaller and smaller, leaning against his shoulder.

In fact, ye tired doesn't care. Even if Pei Qingcheng's steel bar stabbed him hard in the back of his waist, and four years ago, at the gate of Zhuangsheng Xiaomeng, the sharp blade was also inserted into his chest. He did not blame Pei Qingcheng.

Pei Qingcheng has always been so daring to love and hate. At that time, he was charged with killing Yin Han. It is reasonable for Pei Qingcheng to do so.

But now look down, the little woman seems to be trapped in their own deep guilt, for a while and half will also coax bad.Then he said in a quiet way: "what should I do? In the future, Mrs. Lin, or I will have more children to make up for it. What do you think?"

"I think so." The woman lies on his shoulder and chuckles: "well, deal! Have a baby

The woman's slender fingers climbed on the man's shoulder, and then moved down bit by bit, and was caught by the man while dancing in his chest.

"What happened?" Dissatisfied raised eyelids to look at the man: "is it difficult that my service is not thoughtful, or you do not like it?"

"Don't be in a hurry to have a baby. It's a long night. Besides, you are not allowed to have a baby now. You have to come one by one."

"I didn't say what to do, because you think too much, and you haven't finished wiping the essential oil for you when you lie down!"

Ye tired again by Pei Qingcheng pressed on the bed, gentle hands gently massage his chest.

He doesn't care whether the essential oil is useful or not. He doesn't care whether the scar on his body can be removed.

He just looked at the woman who was massaging him seriously, then put his fingers on her chin and pulled them up to him: "I want to understand a problem."

"Say it."

"Ye Tai is giving birth to children and massage service. Is it out of love or guilt?"

"Ye Dong, the woman closest to you can't understand whether you love or feel guilty?" Pei Qingcheng wrinkled nose chuckled: "when are you so insensitive?"

"I'm afraid I'll think too much, and I'll be sentimental."

"Then don't think so much about it." Pei Qingcheng turned his eyes and tilted his head: "what do you think is what is good."

Since she refuses to say it, Ye is tired and does not ask for it.

Love this kind of thing, originally is when feeling strong, cannot help but blurt out.

It's not from her heart to force her to say it or tempt her to say it.

Of course, I can tell whether Pei Qingcheng loves her or not.

But he has to listen to him.

Instead of letting him guess.

Pei Qingcheng is very serious. She massages Ye tired meticulously and uses up half a bottle of essential oil at one time.

After the massage, Ye is already asleep.

It is rare that he can still fall asleep in front of her, so he puts his hand on his face and stares at Ye's tired sleeping face.

When a man is asleep, he has lost some cool atmosphere and some frightening things.

Although everyone is afraid of him, Pei Qingcheng has never been afraid of him.

Because from the beginning to the end, Ye was too gentle to her.

Pei Qingcheng once misunderstood him because of Yuzi's appointment.

She thought she was a stand in for Yu ziyue.

Now think about it. How can ye Jue's love be a substitute?

Was she too narrow-minded, or was she confused by jealousy at that time?

She leaned down to kiss the man's curved lips and whispered, "love you."

The man seemed to move, Pei Qingcheng seriously suspected her, he did not sleep at all, quickly lay down and nest in the man's arms.

For a long time, the man did not have any action, as if he was really asleep, Pei Qingcheng also gradually closed his eyes.

Now Pei Qingcheng is pregnant, and she always sleeps until she gets up. When she gets up, Lin tired has already gone to the company, but she doesn't notice it at all.

The wedding day is getting closer and closer, and the dress ordered a few days ago has also been delivered. Shen Yaoyao specially comes back to help Pei Qingcheng try on the dress.

Her naughty boy is drilling around in Pei Qingcheng's skirt. Shen Yaoyao drags him aside and beats him. The boy cries twice and comes to drill Pei Qingcheng's skirt.

Shen Yao said to Pei Qingcheng with some helplessness: "this boy is not afraid of anyone, except my brother. As long as my brother is away, he is lawless."

Pei Qingcheng smiles and squats down. He looks at Shen Yuan's son and touches his small head. He can see how much this boy has gone to Pei Qingcheng.

She thought for a while, raised her head to Shen Yao and said, "otherwise, I'll let Wendy pick it up and let them play together. If the two children have a partner, they won't make trouble."

"That's good."

Pei Qingcheng then called Wendy and asked her to pick up soft and soft in the afternoon and send her to Ye's house.

Ruan is still in a small class. The kindergarten leaves school very early in the afternoon. Wendy sends Ruan to Ye's home at more than three o'clock.

Soft and soft wearing a small white gauze skirt, above is a light color denim jacket, Wendy is very soft to dress up, fashion and lovely.

Mrs. Ye sees that the soft heart is about to melt, and she is reluctant to let go.

Shen Yao stood aside and said to Pei Qingcheng with a smile, "my mother has never seen my boy like this before. She also said that her head hurt when she saw him."

The boy's nickname is Qiao Qiao Qiao. He doesn't like to say that Qiao looks like a girl's name.

That boy is in the bottom of Pei Qingcheng's skirt again, and is pulled out again by Shen far and carried to the corner of the living room for a good beating.Soft lying on Mrs. Ye's shoulder, looking at the corner of the wall, she asked, "what's wrong with my brother? Why is aunt so angry? "

"Because my brother is too naughty to be soft and obedient."

"But my mother said that boys are very naughty and girls are very good."

Pei Qingcheng goes to Mrs. ye and says to her with a smile, "Mom, otherwise you can put the soft and soft down first and let them play for a while. If you fight like this, you are afraid that Qiao Qiao will be killed by her."

"The child is so skinny that he can't fight to death." Mrs. Ye smiles and puts the soft soft on the ground. She is also a little uneasy: "Qiao Qiao is so naughty. I'm afraid he will bully him."

"That's not necessarily. The more naughty the boy is, the more he will protect the girl."

Pei Qingcheng took a soft hand and went to Shen Yao and Qiao Qiao. Then he squatted down and said to them with a smile: "Qiao Qiao, soft sister wants to play with you, OK?"

Qiao Qiao was crying because of his mother's beating. When he saw the little girl in front of her, she immediately stopped talking and wiped her tears with the back of her hand: "Oh, such a little girl." There was light in her eyes, but she had to pretend that she didn't want to play with her.

Holding a tissue in her soft hand, she handed it to Joe: "brother, wipe your tears."

"I'm not crying!" Qiao Qiao very strong block soft hand: "only girls will shed tears, man blood does not shed tears!"

Shen Yao couldn't help rolling his eyes: "which one just cried and even fell down?"

"I didn't!"

Soft soft went to reach out a small hand to hold Qiao Qiao's hand: "brother, don't cry, let's go swing, OK?"

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