Chapter 480: One word, a marriage 4

Ye Qingcheng took off his coat, pulled out the hem of his white shirt from his trousers, and lay down on the sofa.

Long Lifei sat sideways, holding medicinal oil in one hand and rolling up her shirt with the other, not high, near her ribs.

On Bai Xi's skin, there was a group of nearly black and purple bruises on the back of her waist. You can imagine how much effort the other party exerted. This stick was so cruel that it almost wanted to break her waist!

There was a hint of coldness in the eyes...

Ye Qingcheng was holding a pillow under her body, her chin resting on the pillow, and her voice was muffled: "How did you know I was injured?"

Even Xi Feng didn’t notice it!

The huge living room was quiet and silent. She waited for a long time before hearing his voice, so she turned to look at him. Under the light, his jaw was clenched, and he was obviously angry.

An ancient saying goes: Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger.

This sentence is indeed correct. Ever since Long Lifei became the president, his temper has become more and more unpredictable. I don't know which words can touch his back.

He flattened his mouth, turned his head and lay on the pillow, becoming silent.

A deep voice sounded suddenly, with a sharp tone: "Were you chasing the target when you answered the phone?"

Ye Qingcheng didn't look back and hummed for a moment, then she felt the slightly cold fingertips on her waist became stronger. She snorted dullly and turned to glare at him: You did it on purpose!

Long Lifei lowered his eyes and ignored the protest in her eyes, "You can't answer the phone while chasing the target. Don't you understand the most basic common sense?"

"It's not all because of you..." Ye Qingcheng blurted out without thinking. Not only did Long Lifei pause in his movements and glanced at her, but he was also startled, his eyes wandering for a second, "I

What it means is, I'm afraid you might have something urgent to do with me. I'm the captain of Jingtianpo and I have to fulfill my responsibilities."

The heart beats chaotically in the body.

Long Lifei narrowed his eyes and continued to rub the bruise, "In the future, when chasing the target, don't answer any phone calls."

"Including yours?"

"Um."

"oh."

The black bruise on her waist gradually dissipated under the medicated oil and his rubbing, but not much, but it was still shocking to see. His fingers were always slightly cold, but her skin gradually warmed up. Ye Qingcheng lowered her head and tightened her grip.

Biting her lips tightly, her heart felt warm and itchy.

His slightly cool touch caused some fragments to flash through her mind. Her eyes were bright. Before the corners of her mouth turned up, when she thought of something, the corners of her lips quickly moved downwards, and her whole face was buried in the pillow.

, as if suffocating myself to death!

The white shirt is a bit thin, and the embroidered patterns on the black shoulder straps are looming. With the shirt lifted up, the back of the bra is sometimes clear and reaches the bottom of the eye, and the scenery is slightly sexy.

Long Lifei narrowed his eyes and locked his time on the black hair on her waist. He massaged it without any distractions for almost half an hour, then pulled down her clothes and arranged them.

Ye Qingcheng sat up and said, "Aren't you going back tonight?"

Long Lifei nodded: "Choose a guest room yourself."

Ye Qingcheng responded, stood up and picked up the coat on the sofa, turned around and was about to go upstairs, when he heard his voice: "Eat for dinner?"

He paused for a moment and shook his head.

He was so busy catching the escaped spy that he forgot about dinner.

"I'll call you later," he said.

Ye Qingcheng thought he wanted a servant to do it, so he didn't care. He nodded and went upstairs.

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After Ye Qingcheng had taken a shower and had just changed his clothes, someone knocked on the door. The person who came in was none other than Long Lifei, who was carrying a tray.

Simple pasta, a bowl of five-color salad, and a glass of room-temperature juice.

Ye Qingcheng sat down and started eating without saying thank you. After taking a few bites, she suddenly raised her head and looked at him: "Have you eaten yet?"

I should have asked him first, but as soon as I got hungry and saw something, I forgot all about politeness.

"Eat it." Long Lifei did not answer her directly.

Someone is responsible for his three meals a day. He has Qingfeng in Mingzhengju and Jiang Chongjian in the Presidential Palace. He is not like her, who has three meals irregularly and one meal at a time. No wonder he is so slender.

Ye Qingcheng ate happily, drank the juice, and sighed with satisfaction. His eyes were shining brightly, as if he was satisfied with a full stomach.

A smile flashed across Long Lifei's eyes, and he calmly pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to her.

Ye Qingcheng didn't react. He looked at the paper and then at him. Long Lifei tapped the corner of his mouth with his other hand to signal her.

In his dark eyes, he saw himself shrunk n times, with a little bit of white at the corner of his mouth. He reacted and quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe away the salad dressing from the corner of his mouth.

The base of my ears felt slightly hot, and I felt like I was embarrassed in front of him again.

Long Lifei got up and packed her things. She basically ate everything. Unexpectedly, she still had such a good appetite, so she said, "You should go to bed early."

Turn around and walk towards the door.

As soon as her hand grasped the cold metal, her cool voice came from behind: "Your Excellency——"

He looked back at her.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes were bright, her thin lips spread into a bright smile, and she said sincerely: "Thank you!"

His thin lips curled up silently, as if he was smiling, "Whether it's in private or in front of outsiders, you can call me by my first name. I still like Ye Qingcheng, who's not big or small! Good night!"

I still like the little Ye Qingcheng!

Long Lifei had left for a long time, and Ye Qingcheng was still sitting on the chair blankly, with a smile on his face and eyes, rippling like a little mouse that fell into a rice vat, about to faint from happiness.

Even though she knew that the "like" he meant was not that kind of "like", she still couldn't suppress the joy in her heart growing secretly. Could she understand that he still cared about her a little bit?

If this is the case, it seems to be very satisfying.

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Mingzheng Residence is located in the sunset. Chief Deacon Qingfeng arranges everything in Mingzheng Residence in an orderly manner. From the safety issues at night to the temperature adjustment of each room, everything is as detailed as the chief deacon.

Once confirmed, no mistakes are allowed.

Gu Mingxi called Long Lifei in the morning with a slightly complaining tone. Neither he nor Ye Qingcheng returned to Mingzhengju last night.

During the day, Ye Qingcheng and Zhan Mo were on the phone, searching for the belongings of several spies, identifying and analyzing them, and confirming their identities and the existence of the people or organizations behind them.

In the evening, Long Lifei asked her to go back to Mingzhengju with him. In the car, he specifically told her to be mentally prepared.

Ye Qingcheng knew what he meant and nodded without objection.

Long Jin had some fever in the evening. Xu Chengdong showed him that it was just a common cold and fever in children. It didn't matter, so he asked them not to worry.

Therefore, there was no sound of Long Jin's ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooves on the dining table.

Gu Mingxi put down the tableware and looked at Long Lifei with a smile, "It's rare for Yan'er and Cunxu to come back. Don't go to the Presidential Palace these days. Stay in Mingzheng Residence and spend more time with us.

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"I have a lot of things to deal with." Long Lifei also put down the tableware and answered calmly while holding the water glass.

"No matter how many things you have to do, you still need to rest. It's not a problem to ask Chongjian to arrange a three- or four-day holiday for you." Gu Mingxi paused for a moment and turned to look at Long Pei, "Don't you think so?"

Long Lifei drank the water and subconsciously glanced at Long Pei with his dark eyes. She originally thought he would understand, but she didn't expect that Long Pei, who has always been a fool, was still a fool this time. He nodded in agreement with his wife and even added: "If

Chongjian can't even do this little thing, shouldn't the position of Secretary-General be replaced?"

Long Lifei: "..."

What else can he say when he meets a foolish man who has an excessive wife?

Ye Qingcheng coughed lightly and was about to speak, but Gu Mingxi spoke first: "You should also put aside what you are doing. It's rare for our family to have a few days of leisure time."

Well, the budding little hope was strangled in the cradle. He nodded obediently, smiled, and looked at Long Lifei with a bit of resentment. Doesn't this mean he has to be in the same room with him every night?

After returning to the room after dinner, Ye Qingcheng found that his worries seemed to be unnecessary. Although the room still only had one bed, there was a light-colored tatami placed by the window, which could be a good place to take a nap.

"Why is this happening?" Ye Qingcheng walked over and lay down naturally on the Totoro-shaped tatami. When he raised his eyes, he could see the stars outside the window. With the window open, there was a light breeze blowing on his face, which was very comfortable.

It was rare for Long Lifei to see her looking so happy. As she approached, Xin Chang's tall figure enveloped her entire upper body. Because of the backlight, she couldn't see clearly what expression he was using when speaking.

"I asked Qingfeng to prepare it in the afternoon. I can't keep you awake all this time."

I wonder if he is also in a good mood. His voice does not sound so deep, but seems to be a little gentle.

Ye Qingcheng felt a little itchy in her heart and instinctively licked her lips, feeling a little greedy.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to drink." She answered very honestly. She didn't like to hide her mood. She smiled when she was happy and kept silent when she was unhappy. She ate when she wanted to eat and just said it when she wanted to drink.

Long Lifei was silent for a long time and said calmly: "Wait for me for a while."

He left the room, Ye Qingcheng looked up at the mysterious sky, his thin lips couldn't help but curve upward...

After a while, Long Lifei pushed open the door and walked in, holding a bottle of freshly awakened red wine and two clean and translucent glasses. Ye Qingcheng did not expect that he would actually get the wine for himself, so he immediately got up and helped him take a chair to the window.

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To be continued...