The queen's wife is too sultry

Ye Zhen walked towards that figure step by step, her steps were extremely slow, for fear of disturbing that person.

She came behind him, stretched out her hands to wrap around his waist tightly from behind, put her face on his back, and said in a muffled voice, "When did you come back?"

His back is solid and generous, Ye Zhen hugged him, as if a wandering soul found a harbor to live in.

My heart is full of security and belonging.

Jiang Jingting put down the kitchen knife in his hand, covered Ye Zhen's hands with his big palms, and smiled lightly: "I just landed two hours ago."

two hours ago?

No wonder he didn't call himself back, it seemed that he wanted to surprise her.

Ye Zhen rubbed against his back, he was wearing a gray low-necked woolen sweater, the touch from his cheek was extra soft and warm.

"Shouldn't you be very busy, why don't you go back to City A when you have time?"

Lin Mo told her personally that there were a lot of things going on in the group recently, even if she went to London, he might not have time to accompany him.

Jiang Jingting turned around, took her into his arms, brushed away the broken hair on her cheek, and pecked lightly on her lips, his eyes were full of doting:

"Arrange things together and finish ahead of time, and I will spare two days to accompany you."

Ye Zhen was slightly startled, her heart was sore and swelled, she looked at the faint dark circles under his eyelids, she couldn't tell whether it was touched or distressed, but she hugged him even harder: "Stupid, why don't you let me go to London to see you?" .”

The man laughed lowly, his voice was gentle and deep, Ye Zhen could feel his chest trembling.

He caressed Ye Zhen's hair, and pressed a kiss on the top of her hair: "It's too hard to go back and forth, I can't bear it."

Ye Zhen's body trembled, but she didn't speak.

In the past few years of filming in the crew, she has gone from an unknown newcomer to a mature actor. She has endured so much hardship and stayed up many nights. For herself and her mother, she has climbed up step by step, and has never felt wronged or sad.

But now she realizes that after all the hardships and pains, there are still people who would rather travel thousands of kilometers to cook for her than bear the fatigue of running around.

Except for the man she was holding, no one would treat her so well.

"Okay, let's go out and wait for a while, there is only one dish left before we can eat."

Ye Zhen sniffed, the smell in the kitchen whetted her appetite, she immediately forgot what she said "I only eat salad tonight" when she entered the door, she tiptoe kissed Jiang Jingting on the cheek, and handed over the kitchen to him.

The last dish is complete, it is Ye Zhen's favorite boiled pork slices, a total of four dishes and one soup, including two Sichuan dishes, two Cantonese dishes, and winter melon ribs soup.

Jiang Jingting himself has a mild taste and doesn't like spicy food very much, so the two Sichuan dishes are specially made for Ye Zhen.

Every dish was delicious, delicious, and Ye Zhen even took a special photo, which happened to be Jiang Jingting's hand holding the meat for her.

Ye Zhen put the sliced ​​boiled meat into her mouth, and the delicious food spread in her mouth, she narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

"Jing Ting, your cooking skills are as good as when you were studying in London."

Jiang Jingting's hand holding the vegetables paused slightly, lowered his head to hide the passing emotion in his eyes, and said calmly: "It's just as long as you like it."

When she was studying at UCL, Ye Zhen couldn't get used to western food, so Jiang Jingting specially invited the old chef from the Chinese restaurant to study at home.

He has a clever mind and nimble hands and feet, and he learned all the skills of the old chef in less than a month.

Since then, she has prepared three meals for Ye Zhen at home in different ways. Shen Yan and the two have a good relationship, so they have a good relationship. They praised him for "the hall is good, and the kitchen is good", and the British neighbors even smell the food. , often come to the two people's house to have a meal.

Among the major cuisines, he is best at Sichuan cuisine. Because Ye Zhen likes spicy food, he is willing to endure the choking smell of chili peppers in the kitchen for her, and his hands have been stained with the smell of fireworks since then.

In fact, since Ye Zhen left, the kitchen at home has been dusty, and he has never cooked for anyone.

Ye Zhen's words just now easily brought back Jiang Jingting's memories about the two of them, and he suddenly realized that the last time they sat at the same table for dinner was four years ago.

Jiang Jingting scooped up a bowl of soup for her, and seeing that there was still a lot of sweet and sour pork tenderloin left on the plate, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "How many pieces do you want to eat?"

Ye Zhen took the soup, feeling a little hesitant.

Eating meat today is already a big deal. If I eat a few more yuan, I'll be finished if Sister Fei finds out that I'm fat.

She forced herself to look away, "I can't eat anymore, I will get fat, you can eat."

Jiang Jingting directly picked up a piece of meat and brought it to her lips, coaxing: "Eat the last piece, I hugged it just now, it's not fat at all."

In the face of beauty, Ye Zhen couldn't tell whether he was more attractive or the food was more attractive for a moment, she opened her mouth in a daze, and successfully ate another piece of meat.

In less than half a minute, she poked at the rice in her bowl angrily, cursing herself for not having any self-control.

Jiang Jingting's eyes were stained with a smile.

He did hug her just now, where it should be thin, it should be thin, and where it should be meaty, there is no fault at all.

After dinner, Ye Zhen volunteered to wash the dishes, and asked Jiang Jingting to go back to the room to take a shower and rest.

After all, he was on the plane for several hours, he didn't feel sorry for himself, but she did.

Ye Zhen was washing the dishes, feeling as if she had returned to the previous time.

At that time, Jiang Jingting was also cooking, and she came to wash the dishes. Occasionally, she would cook on a whim, but the dishes she made were called "dark cuisine" by Shen Yan. Since then, Jiang Jingting rarely asked her to cook.

The bits and pieces of the previous relationship came to mind, the coldness and indifference outside during the day disintegrated, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised a soft arc.

After putting away the bowls and chopsticks, Ye Zhen went back to the room, heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, knew that the man was taking a shower, and lay down on the bed playing with the phone without paying much attention.

After moving into the villa, for the sake of convenience, he always slept in Jiang Jingting's previous room. His bed was soft and skin-friendly, and she couldn't put it down.

The photo taken before the meal just now is good everywhere, but Jiang Jingting's hand was included in the photo, and Ye Zhen was a little embarrassed holding the phone.

If his hand P is removed, the overall sense of the picture will be destroyed.

What's more, his hands looked fair and slender, with well-defined joints, and matched with a gray sweater, they had a kind of artistic beauty.

After hesitating for a moment, she decided to send the original picture with the text "One person in the comment section praises my cousin's cooking skills".

The moment she posted Weibo, Jiang Jingting's mobile phone next to the bed rang a message prompt at the same time.

Ye Zhen didn't care, instead she liked her wit and began to read the comments below.

【Tuski: My mom, this hand smells so good, oh no, this dish looks really good】

[Escape Taro 666: I love my cousin's hand, the dishes must be delicious! 】

[Zhen Ai Yi Yi Sheng: Wu Wu Wu Goddess also likes to eat boiled pork slices! 】

[Zhen Boye: Ahhhhhhhhhhhh today is the welfare of the hand control party, the goddess of the ball will send a few more detailed photos of my cousin's hands! 】

[Ruan Yun: When did you have an extra cousin? ? ? ? 】

[Pipi Shrimp: I am the only one who recognizes that my cousin's gray woolen sweater is a big brand's autumn limited edition? If I remember correctly, the price on the official website is about 2W]

Turning to [Pipi Shrimp]'s comment, Ye Zhen laughed.

The eyes of these netizens are too sharp, and they can recognize the brand of Jiang Jingting's clothes with a partial photo.

Most of the comments praised his hands, but the dishes were ignored. Ye Zhen curled her lips, it seemed that everyone was deceived by the word "cousin".

Jiang Jingting came out wrapped in a bath towel on his lower body, and his short wet hair was still dripping. He took a towel and wiped it casually. When he saw the woman lying on the bed, he raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

He found a lot of things belonging to Ye Zhen in the bathroom just now, and only then did he realize the fact that she had been using her own room.

Because of his habit, he used the bathroom in this room again, but he didn't expect her to be outside.

Ye Zhen didn't notice the man behind her, and continued to reply to her fans on Weibo, until a shadow covered her with warm steam: "What are you looking at, huh?"

"Tap—" A drop of water dripped into Ye Zhen's neck and slyly slid down her back.

She froze all over, and realized that this was Jiang Jingting's room after a momentary blank in her brain. Her heart trembled, and she said calmly, "This room is reserved for you to sleep in. I'll go to the next door."

She was just about to get up, but the man grabbed her wrist in an instant. He leaned forward, covered her back, knelt on the side of the bed with one knee, his thin lips slowly approached her ear, and sprayed warm breath on the base of her ear: "Why don't you sleep in this room, huh?"

The sexy and hoarse voice echoed in Ye Zhen's ears, and almost instantly, her face turned red to the bottom of her ears.

Her wrist was held by him, unable to move, so she could only whisper: "Let me go first."

The grip on her hand was released in the next second, and Ye Zhen finally turned over, but she regretted it the moment she saw him.

The man propped his hands on top of her, his upper body was not covered in half, and the exposed arm muscles were extremely beautiful, and the undried water droplets slowly slid down his fair skin.

Seeing this scene made Ye Zhen's nose feel hot, she covered her eyes, bit her lip, "Jing Ting, put on your clothes first."

There was no change on Jiang Jingting's handsome face. He lowered his head, buried her neck, and rubbed her neck with nostalgia, and said in a casual tone: "Didn't you eat me up long ago? This would be embarrassing." What."

The two skin-to-skin contact, Ye Zhen's nose is filled with the clear cedar breath of his body, his words instantly brought her back to that crazy night four years ago, when he was like this, step by step with strong and compelling heat she melts
"Zhenzhen, open your eyes and look at me."

Ye Zhen's hand covering her eyes was taken away by him, and she was forced to look at him, her cool fingertips gently brushed her cheek.

From her point of view, you can see his sharp and clear jawline, high browbones and straight nose make his eyes look deeper, and his cold eyes are full of concentration and seriousness looking at her.

It was as if she was the only one in his eyes.

Ye Zhen's ears were filled with the sound of her own heartbeat, the two looked at each other, as if a century had passed, she suddenly stretched out her arms to wrap around his neck, pressed him to her, and kissed his lips without hesitation. lip.

I haven't seen each other for two months. The kiss was so eager and crazy that both of them forgot the so-called technique.

The man's tongue slipped into her mouth, plundering and agitating powerfully and arrogantly in her warm mouth, making an ambiguous sound of water stains in the room, her lips seemed to be the sweet spring in the desert, after he tasted it, he never wanted it again. Ken leaves.

The lips and tongue fought back and forth for a long time, with saliva flowing down the corner of her mouth, and he was willing to let her go until she was out of breath, but after a while, the temperature in the room began to rise sharply, and Ye Zhen's forehead broke out with sweat.

Jiang Jingting's bath towel had long since fallen off, and Ye Zhen's clothes had also been unknowingly taken off by him. Feeling the changes in his body, she struggled slightly: "I haven't taken a bath yet."

"I washed it." The voice was hoarse.

He posted it again, his deep tone piercing into her heart, and his love flooded her like a tide.

Ye Zhen's upturned eyes were originally charming, but now they were dyed an emotional red, which made Jiang Jingting's throat tighten.

She pointed at the bedside table, raised her head slightly, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and broken words came out of her mouth: "There is... in the drawer."

Jiang Jingting paused, left her, and came back to her less than half a minute later.

With a bang, the lights were turned off, and the room was plunged into darkness.

The two merged into one body in the darkness, Ye Zhen was surrounded by his scorching heat, she clutched the sheets tightly with both hands, whimpered like a cat, and tremblingly endured everything he gave her.

Greedy for a while.

The early winter sun shines through the windows, adding some warmth to the cool-toned room.

Ye Zhen pulled up the quilt to cover her head, turned over and wanted to hug the person beside her, but failed, she just woke up in a daze.

"Jing Ting?"

No one answered.

She lifted the quilt and went to the ground barefoot, her nightgown swaying around her ankles as she moved, and she walked to the mirror to glance.

Hickeys all over the body, spreading down from the neck, implying everything crazy.

Last night lasted until late at night, and she was extremely exhausted after the end, Jiang Jingting carried her to the bathroom, and then changed her into a nightgown.

Turning on the phone, there are many messages. Because of that Weibo, Sister Fei sent her WeChat to tell her to pay attention to diet. Before she could reply, Ruan Yun's message jumped in again: Zhenzhen, I have arrived at your door, ready to welcome me Bar.

meet?

Ye Zhen's scalp was numb, and then she remembered that she had mentioned to Ruan Yun about her move a few days ago, and then made an appointment to come to the villa for a day.

She glanced at the date, and it happened to be the day of the appointment, that is to say, Ruan Yun had already arrived at the villa.

She put on slippers, put on a knitted coat and walked out of the room quickly, but at the stairs, she saw two people, one tall and one short, standing at the door with big eyes and small eyes.

Her throat tightened, not knowing how to deal with this sudden situation.

Ruan Yun at the door looked at the tall and handsome man in front of her, then at her best friend who was at a loss standing at the top of the stairs, and then thought of the "cousin" on Weibo last night, her eyes gradually became weird, and she looked at Jiang Jingting Not sure:

"You two didn't sleep together last night, did you?"