He hugged her with joy and said badly, "There are even more rogue people, let's try again in the future."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qingtian's fist came again. He smiled and held her hand, "Get up, let's go wash together."
"Who wants to wash with you?"
She didn't have to think about the result of washing together...
However, when Ye Yisheng sat up, he hugged her from behind and bit her earlobe, "Don't want to wash with me? But what do I want to do? Hum?"
The numbness spread throughout his body. He deliberately blew a hot breath in her cochlea, causing a sensation. She smiled and dodged, was hugged by him, and hugged her horizontally and walked into the bathroom.
The bathroom is not big, and it makes her have no place to hide.
The narrow space was filled with a room of ambiguity. Fortunately, he did not have any bad behavior, but just helped her take a bath patiently. Xia Qingtian blushed and her heart beat, and her skin was covered with a light pink color...
In the past few days, a man's breath instantly poured into her small house. His things occupied her space and were domineeringly involved in her life.
From his work documents, laptops, to his toothbrush and lingerie, all appeared in her sight. It seemed to have become their happy and sweet little nest. Sometimes he would work at home, so she would cook.
Halfway through the meal, he came to her and hugged her, kissing her cheeks and earlobes ambiguously, and begging her for kissing like a child, until she took the initiative to peck on his side, he
He pointed at his lips with dissatisfaction, "What about here? It's too insincere to kiss his cheeks."
Xia Qingtian then tiptoed on his lips and pecked on his lips. Unexpectedly, he dragged her waist badly and turned the dragonfly's pecking kiss into a hot and lingering deep kiss until the things in the pot squeaked.
He let go of her, and under her angry eyes, he stroked her lips with his fingers and whispered, "I can't control..."
A sentence that could not control how good it was explained his surging feelings in his heart, offsetting the blame of Qingtian, but instead a hint of sweetness poured into his heart.
However, these days, it has not only been sweet, no bitterness...
When Ye Yisheng went to work, Xueer came to her house. As soon as she opened the door, the other party slapped her mercilessly, catching her off guard.
Those unpleasant words attracted strange looks from the neighbors. Xia Zhixue warned her too much not to be happy too early. Even her most beloved mother on weekdays would sometimes call her to ask if she is still with Ye Yisheng now.
Faced with these, she could only quietly put away her sadness before he went home and applied ice to her cheeks, hoping that he would not see it...
As he said, as long as their hearts are firm enough, no one can break up.
Qingtian was a little confused and thought about things. If she accidentally turned the knife in her hand and cut her fingers. She pulled her hand back in pain, and red blood had already emerged from the wound on her fingers.
She looked at the blood that kept coming out of her hands, and felt a sense of uneasiness in her heart.
She casually bandaged the wound and continued to prepare today's dishes. Knowing that he was very busy today and had no time to come back for dinner, Qingtian thought that he could deliver the food himself, and he would be very happy.
Thinking of this, my heart is sweet when cooking.
She prepared a very rich dish to deliver to his company. As soon as she arrived downstairs, the security guard seemed to know her and asked her to go straight up. The secretary also recognized this as the president's wife, so he smiled and treated her, "The president has already said, let you go
Waiting for him in the office, he is rushing back now."
Smiling on sunny day, "Okay."
She walked into his office and placed the things on the coffee table. Seeing that his desk was too messy, a helpless smile appeared on her lips, and walked up to prepare to help him clean up.
She didn't know that he wanted to use those things, and was afraid that she would collect them wrongly, so she seemed to be extra careful. Suddenly, she seemed to knock down a file bag, and the bag was not closed. When she fell to the ground, a big drop came out.
Stacked photos and negatives.
Qingtian squatted down to pick it up. When she picked up the photos, surprise flashed in her bright eyes and the expression on her face became stiff.
She looked at the photos tremblingly. The photos were quite comprehensive. She knew very well that it was the photo taken by force in the hotel. But what she unexpectedly expected was that the man in the photo was actually...
it turns out……
The ambiguous photo in her hand fell to the ground, and her eyes were filled with tears.
I saw that the man's side face in the photo was so heroic and had deep facial features. Even though it was a side face, it was obvious that the man was Ye Yisheng.
Why is it him...
Why……
Xia Qingtian took several steps back and even knocked down the bookshelf behind him. For a moment, the documents on it fell down...
She couldn't bear this chaotic thing, and her heart felt aching.
Perhaps the big noise inside caught the attention of the secretary. She pushed open the door and saw the chaos on the ground, and was anxiously coming over, "I'll help you pick it up."
Qingtian was afraid that the secretary would see the photos and hurriedly said, "No, no need."
"I'll do it myself."
The secretary had a little embarrassed face. Qingtian quickly squatted down and picked up the unbearable photos and stuffed them into the file bag. Seeing that the secretary was about to turn around and leave, "Wait!"
Qingtian called her, trying hard to restrain her emotions and make herself look good, "When did you Mr. Ye leave?"
"I went to the construction site in the morning."
"Then...who has been here before I came?" Qingtian wanted to know who the other party was and whether he knew the whole truth about the matter.
The secretary thought for a while and replied, "Lee has been here. He seems to be sending things for the president. I don't know the specifics."
lee?
When the secretary left, Qingtian sat in his seat and couldn't calm down for a long time. She didn't know if she should ask Lee for a question. If the secretary said, he wouldn't see this thing.
Is he investigating?
So, he himself didn't know what happened at that time?
I still remember the man's smell of alcohol at that time...
Her thoughts and moods are now completely confused, like a naughty kitten keeps scratching the wool in her heart until it is in chaos...
Qingtian took the file bag and left like a lost puppet doll.
She walked for a long time, thinking about what happened that night along the way. At this time, her phone rang. Qingtian looked at Ye Yisheng's number on the screen, not knowing what mood she should talk to him.
In this way, she only switched off the machine.
Qingtian sat on a stone stool in the park, pulled away the photo inside and looked it again. I saw Ye Yisheng in the photo suppressing herself so ruthlessly. She didn't know whether he was sober at that time, but it was obvious that he regarded her as a
other people.
How complicated is this process? These photos should be someone installed a sneak shot in the room, but how could it be there in Ou Yun?
Qingtian felt that her mind was about to explode. The only thing she was sure of now was that the man that night was him...
By chance, it was him.
So, does the baby in her belly also belong to them?
Thinking of this, the baby in her belly seemed to be able to sense her mother's thoughts, and she moved a little...
Qingtian couldn't help but touch him, tears swelling in his eyes.
I have experienced too much sadness along the way. From the beginning, I felt sorry for him, but later I found out that I was helpless and painful when I was pregnant, I experienced too much in Qingtian. Fortunately, she did not take it away with it cruelly.
This kid...
She couldn't accept the fact that the man that night was him at once, and she couldn't instantly forget all the harm he brought to herself. It was just that when the person you hated the most overlapped with the person you loved the most, she
I really don't know how to describe my mood at this moment.