Prestigious Family Marriage: Uncle vs Young Wife

In the dining room.

Jingbo looked at the dumplings in the plastic bag on the table and the dark porridge in the disposable plastic bowl. The brows were not traced.

"In the past few days, have you eat this in the morning?"

I don’t know what’s wrong with the leaves. I took the porridge out of the plastic bag and set it up. “No, sometimes I also eat soy milk fritters.”

She set the breakfast and handed it to Jing Boyuan a pair of chopsticks. "Eat."

Jingbo Yuan glanced at her, did not say anything, took the chopsticks to eat.

The restaurant is spacious with a kitchen, a two-meter long table in the middle, six dining chairs, a spacious floor-to-ceiling window next to it, European lace curtains, a young and stylish style, and a sunny outside.

Ye was sitting on the opposite side of Jingboyuan, seeing him look for breakfast as usual, and his heart was loose.

On weekdays, in Nanshanshu, Zhang’s breakfast was obviously more nutritious and delicious than her. She was afraid that Jingboyuan would not be used to it.

Obviously, she is more concerned.

After eating breakfast, Ye Qingxin packed up the dining table and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. Jingboyuan was sitting on the sofa, with a relaxed posture, holding a TV in his hand, just turned on, the TV screen flashed for a while, and jumped out of the picture. It is the morning news of the local station at eight o'clock.

She saw him in a gesture that he did not intend to go. He said: "Do you have to go to the company today?"

Jingboyuan put down ** and got up and walked. "I just came back from a business trip and took a day off."

The man is tall and invisibly gives a heavy sense of oppression. As he approaches, the leaves are inexplicably cold.

She moved to the dressing room and smiled. "Then you are sitting here, I am busy."

Perhaps it is the sixth sense, or maybe she noticed what she saw from the double-waved eyes of Jingboyuan. She always felt like a little white rabbit that was only stared at by the wolf, and there was no danger of escape.

Jingbo Yuan was found to have her intentions, easily intercepting her way, holding her waist with both hands, taking her back a few steps, trapping her between herself and the wall.

He leaned over his tall body and looked straight into the girl's eyes. "I didn't think about me for a few days?"

The sound is low and magnetic, with a bit of hoarseness and temptation.

Breathing entangled, the taste of a mature man makes the heart of the heart rise faster, the roots of the ear are hot, Jing Boyuan is printed on the bottom of her eyes at this moment, different from the previous self-sustaining, bad, very handsome.

She looked at him like this, and she was ashamed and charming in her eyes.

Jing Boyuan's right hand moved up the curve of her body, and finally fell on her pink lips, and the rough thumb rubbed her delicate lower lip, which was not serious.

The leaves are plucked by him, and a heart has to jump out of the eyes of the blind, and the palms of the hands are sweating.

It is not the first time, but she will still be nervous.

Jingbo Yuan’s eyes clung to the girl’s eyes and asked again: “I didn’t think about me? Ah?”

He insisted on this issue very much, and it seems that Ye must be convinced to answer an ugly one.

The heart of the heart does not know when to hold the shirt on his waist, and it is tight, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.

For a long time, she lowered her eyelashes, her eyes flashed, and she nodded slowly. The kitten looked like a word: "Well."

Jingbo Yuan mouth cornered a smile of satisfaction, Capricorn her lips changed her hand to pinch her chin, gently raised, bowed down.

The thin lip twirled on her lips for a moment, and the hot tongue easily opened her teeth and stalked in with her.

The leaves are soft and tender.

Jing Boyuan's tall and strong body pressed her on the sofa, and she was confused. She suddenly remembered that there was no condom.

She wants to remind, but it is too late, the man seems to be anxious, and she will take her whole.

The weather is hot now, and it is very hot in the morning. The central air conditioner in the room is almost 24 hours of uninterrupted cooling. The cool air should be warmed up at this moment.

Jing Boyuan backhand clasped the shoulders of the leaves, and the sweat dripped from his chin.

At the end of the day, the phone suddenly vibrated.

Ye plunged on the sofa and gasped. The consciousness drifted away in the distant time and space. The Jingboyuan had already picked up the phone. The face was not flustered and talked to the people on the phone. The voice was calm and listening. Very reliable.

Waiting for the leaves to linger from the recent situation, Jing Boyuan has already received the line.

The t-shirt and underwear on her body were pushed into the neck, her jeans were hung on the arm of the sofa, and two pairs of underwear were scattered on the trousers on the ground.

She sat up, and there was a sticky feeling in the lower abdomen. When she thought of the previous scene, her face could not help but get hot. She stood up and went to the bathroom for a shower. The pain in her lower body made her feet squat and almost fell. Jingboyuan’s eyes quickly reached out. Live her.

"Slow down." Jing Boyuan's voice seems to be a bit helpless, as if she is an extremely worrying child.

Ye looked up and gave him a look. "Who is this because of who?"

Jingbo Yuan Yan was so shy and angry that she didn't feel a smile. She reached out and hugged her and walked into the bathroom.

Although I have been honest and relative, I don’t know how many times, but let Ye’s heart bathe in the face of a mature man, she can’t do it, and the posture of washing some places is really shameful, she can’t be in the face of Jingboyuan. do it.

"Would you like to go out? I washed you again?" She discussed with him.

Jingboyuan slowed down the only piece of clothing on his body, threw it into the dirty clothes, and swept it over with his eyes. He casually opened his mouth: "Do you want me to take it off?"

Obviously, it is a question, and it is hard to let him tell the taste of command and hegemony.

The leaves sighed silently for a while, and ridiculously took off the only t-shirt and bra.

The shower room that used to feel quite spacious was crowded because of the tall man. It seems that even the air is thin, and Ye feels depressed and suffocated.

After the shower came out, Ye Qingxin just dressed, the doorbell rang, accompanied by the sound of the '砰砰砰', and the ghost of Dou Weier: "Heart, open the door, I have a piece of clothing, how can I cut it?" Ok, you help me!"

Ye eagerly ran to open the door, through the living room, saw the clothes on the sofa still not cleaned up, rushed to clean up the door, and then tidy up the sofa, and ran back again before opening the door, closing the bedroom door to Jingboyuan: "You stay Don't come out here!"

Then ‘嘭’ shut the door.

Jingbo Yuan looked at the doorplate that was ruthlessly closed, and his brows were slight.

Opening the door, Dou Weier looked unhappy and complained that he would come in: "What? Why do you open the door for so long."

Into the living room, she sucked her nose. "What's the taste in your living room? It's weird, how can this curtain not open?"

Ye Qingxin walked over and unscrewed the curtains of the living room, and opened the window by the way, letting the hot air outside come in. "Is there a taste? No."

Dou Weier’s gaze fell on her hair again. “Have you just took a shower?”

Ye stunned the long hair of the wet, and smiled: "Well, just running downstairs, sweating."

Dou Weier looked at the sinister sunshine outside. "So hot day, are you going to run?"

Ye plunged into the heart, but the smile on his lips was still calm and calm. "I stayed under the air conditioner every day, I was so uncomfortable and sweaty." Suddenly thought of the purpose of Dou Weier, she was busy: "You are not saying I have a good dress, I will show it to you."

Said to push Dou Weier to the door.

Seeing that the two are about to walk out of the living room to the entrance, the main bedroom door suddenly opened, Jing Boyuan walked out with his hands, his white shirt and black trousers, the cuffs rolled up, the neckline untied two buttons, a pair in his own home Casual gesture.

A short hair wet, apparently just took a shower.

Dou Weier heard the movement and subconsciously turned around, saw Jing Boyuan, his eyes suddenly straightened, and then looked at the eyes of the leaves, full of incredible.

Ye Yinxin’s face has a guilty conscience.

Jingbo Yuan sin Wei Wei nodded slightly, his attitude was alienated, and he ended up in courtesy. Then he passed by in front of the two people and went to the kitchen to take a cup and poured a glass of water. It was like his appearance, just a casual little thing. .

"Heart, don't tell me, Jingda boss took a shower because he went down with you." When Dou Weier came out of the house, she couldn't wait to sue. "I said how do you pull the curtains during the day? There is also the strange smell in the living room, it’s awkward, I don’t think that you are pure and well-behaved on the surface, and it’s so open under private circumstances.”

Dou Weier is also after the personnel, some things, a little thought, you can connect a Tianxiang Building in series.

Ye’s face was flushed.

Just now she was afraid that Dou Weier would see Jingboyuan, as it is so fuss now, who knows that she still hasn't hid.

Jingbo Yuan is also really, they have to go out, can't wait two minutes to come out again?

"Hey, ask you a question." Into the home of Dou Weier, she took the leaves and asked with great interest: "I am very curious, men like Jing Boyuan, all aspects are better than other men. Is he also very powerful in bed?"

It’s not just men who talk about **** in private, but when girls are private, they also cover topics in that area.

Ye Qingxin blushes and looks at Dou Weier. "You asked me to come here to ask this?"

"Oh, let's talk about it, there are no other people here, what do you feel? Cool and uncomfortable?" Dou Weier said suddenly what he thought, and said: "Should it be very powerful? I remember that you have been made by him before. The hospital, the doctor also said that you have excessive sex."

Ye turned heart to turn.

Dou Weier was busy pulling her and asking for help: "Well, I won't say it, ok? Come and help me see if this piece of clothing is a problem, I can't cut it."

Time is unconsciously at eleven o'clock.

Ye looked down on the phone and asked Dou Weier: "Will you have a lunch?"

Dou Weier kept on the half-length model and did not lift his head. "I don't want to be a light bulb. I will set a takeaway for a while."

Ye is not reluctant.

When I got home, the door opened and the food was fragrant.

She glanced, walked a few steps inside, passed through the entrance, and saw the man in the restaurant going to the table.

There are three dishes on the table, two dishes.

Ye was surprised, this is the first time she saw Jingboyuan cooking, twice before, he is cooking noodles.

Jing Boyuan looked up and saw her, his expression was not moving, only plainly said: "Washing your hands and eating."

That tone, it seems that such a scene has happened countless times.

Ye smiled and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. When he came out, he placed two pairs of tableware on the table. Jingboyuan sat on the side of the table and did not move the chopsticks. He seemed to be waiting for her.

The man's hair did not use hair gel, and the white shirt on his body was clean and tidy. The white shirt on his body was clean and tidy. There was no oil stain or water stain. If the sleeve is not the same as the one just now, Ye Qingxin almost doubts whether he is doing it. After dinner, I changed my shirt.

The taste of the dish is very good. Although it is not as good as the five-star hotel chef, it is much better than the ordinary family.

Jingboyuan quietly and elegantly ate food. Unlike some young people, he did a hard work and made a meal. He was so eager to ask for merit. A man like him was calm and not floating.

After eating a meal, Ye was eager to wash the dishes. Jingboyuan did not fight with her. She sat casually on the dining chair with long legs, one arm on the back of the chair and one arm on the dining table. On, the deep eyes followed the girl's busy and thin back.

Washing the bowl, I thought about it. The clothes I changed last night and this morning have not been washed. When I look in the bathroom, the dirty clothes are empty. I look out to the balcony, where the men’s and women’s clothes are neatly hung.

"You wash?" Ye looked at Jingboyuan, and his heart was inexplicable, but his mouth could not help but rise.

Jing Boyuan came out of the kitchen, holding a teapot in one hand and a teacup in one hand. He nodded in the words, and no other words.

He sat on the sofa and looked like he was going to spend a leisurely afternoon.

Ye stared at him for a moment, ran a small step, grabbed Jing Boyuan's neck from behind, and the two were separated by a sofa back.

The girl's head is very light, resting on his shoulder, no weight, spit out the breath with a faint girl fragrance, mixed with the taste of shampoo.

"Working hard, Mr. Jing."

Ye said that he had a sip in Jingboyuan’s cheek.

Whether it is sound and tone, or movement, it is playful, a pair of black and white grapes, big eyes, smart and lovely.

Her appearance is the state that a young girl should have.

Jingbo Yuan remembers that she had just met her. She was like a woman in her thirties. She was calm and alienated, and she was polite, like a thousand sails and a sigh of relief.

I don't know if she was infected by her. He actually gave birth to a joke. He held her back in the back of his head and kissed her lips deeply. Then she let go of her and asked: "Since I feel that I am working hard, is it worth it? a bit?"

Ye Yinxin was kissed by her cheeks and cheeks, and she said, "What kind of reward does Mr. Jing want?"

Jingboyuan has a smile in his eyes. "How about getting along with you?"

Ye thought that the night he confessed, could not help but laugh: "Mr. Jing forgot, the little girl is already a person of Mr. Jing, how can I get along again?"

In the next moment, she only felt a whirlwind in front of her eyes, and she did not know how Jingboyuan did it. When she reacted, the man had been pressed on the sofa by him, and the kiss was hot and lingering.

The man's body is heavy, and she is almost unable to breathe.

I don't know how long it has been.

The scene of the morning is going to happen again, and the Jingboyuan mobile phone vibrates.

He got up and answered the phone, no evasive.

I didn't know what to say over there. Ye Yinxin heard him return a word: "Well."

Hanging up the phone, Jing Boyuan said: "Grandma let us go back to dinner at night, she said I miss you."

Ye smiled and said: "Okay, I want grandma too."

In the afternoon, Ye Yinxin was busy in the clothing room. Jingboyuan was watching TV outside. Ye Qingxin came out to the toilet and saw the meticulous old man on the financial channel of the TV screen, facing the complicated and difficult data map. Speaking of a long series of long and boring words, it is difficult for Jingbo Yuan to see focus and seriousness.

The door to the clothes is not closed, and occasionally, the voice of the man talking on the phone can be heard.

At 5:30 in the evening, the two set off.

Master Lu opened a black Cayenne and waited under the floor.

At the moment when the black cayenne opened the gate of the community, a silver car drove into the community from the other side of the driveway. The window was open and staggered for a moment. The leaves of the leaves were like the eyes of He Jifan. When she looked at it, two The car has been staggered.

She pulled the shirt cuffs of Jingboyuan and looked around through the windshield behind her back. "Bo Yuan, is that car a He Jifan? It is the silver one."

Jing Boyuan pulled her back and sat down. "Is it not related to you."

Listening to his tone, it seems that He Jifan will appear here.

Ye thought of her and Dou Weier’s house, and suddenly there was a feeling that these two men were suffocating.

She stared at her head and looked at Jingboyuan with her throat. "Hehefan bought the house next door for Weier. Is it your idea? Are you helping him to please Wei?"

Jing Boyuan holds her little hand and gently rubs it. "I am not interested in managing other people's affairs."

"then you"

"You live with her, not good."

Ye is puzzled. "What's wrong? I have a good relationship with Weier. I can live with each other."

"It's not convenient for me to go." Jing Boyuan suddenly came over and whispered in her ear. When she spoke, her breath blew into her ear, and it was numb and itchy. She couldn't help but shrink.

Ye Yinxin suddenly thought of the ridiculous things on the sofa during the day, and the ear was hot, and turned his head and glanced at Jingboyuan.

This man thinks far enough.

She suddenly felt that she was the monkey of the sun, and she couldn’t escape the Wuzhi Mountain like Buddha.

By way of a fruit supermarket, Ye Qingxin got off and bought some fruit.

The gift is light, but it is a good idea.

The car went to the old house of Jingjia, and the sky was already black.

Ye Yinxin entered the porch with Jingbo Yuan, and the laughter came out inside, listening to the sound, it seems that there are guests.

“Is there a guest at home?” Jing Boyuan asked the servant casually.

The servant handed two pairs of indoor slippers and said: "Yan Laozi and Mrs. Yan, and the old man and the old lady are here."

Jingbo Yuan nodded.

Mrs. Yan’s wife is very fond of her, and Mrs. Yan’s wife has been calling her number for the second time. She always calls or sends a text message every week, although the content is all about how she is doing. But she is grateful in her heart.

Mrs. Yan gave her an illusion, as if she was really her grandmother.

As for Mrs. Sheng’s wife, Ye’s heart is not deeply impressed. It’s an impression. It’s also related to Yu Qing’s. It’s not that she doesn’t like Mrs. Sheng, but she’s so stiff with Yu Qingyou’s relationship, I don’t know if Mrs. Sheng’s wife will Have a view of her.

The two entered the living room.

Mrs. Jing and Mrs. Lao, Mrs. Yan are sitting on the sofa chatting. The faces of the three people are filled with a smile from the heart. Seeing Ye Qingxin and Jingboyuan come in, Mrs. Jing’s first opening: “Heart, fast Sitting on the side of Grandma, Ayuan, you go upstairs to accompany your grandfather and they play chess."

Jing Boyuan greeted Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Sheng and then went upstairs.

Ye Yinxin learned the name of Jing Boyuan and greeted Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Sheng, who just wanted to go to Mrs. Jing’s wife. Mrs. Yan’s wife stretched her hand and moved to the side, saying: “Sit on my grandmother. here."

Ye was embarrassed to look at Mrs. Jing, as if she was seeking her advice.

Mrs. Jing’s wife smiled and said: “You grandma likes you, then you will accompany her for a while.”

Ye Yinxin, this is the only way to sit down, Mrs. Yan can't help but sing the old lady of Jingjing: "You grandchildren are listening to you."

Mrs. Jing’s wife smiled happily, and she was obviously satisfied with the well-being of Ye’s heart.

Ye was sitting for a while, and the three old people said that she couldn’t insert her mouth. She noticed that there was only tea on the coffee table, and there was a gap between the three old people. She suggested: "I bought some fresh food with Bo Yuan. I am going to wash some of my three grandmothers."

Mrs. Jing’s wife smiled and said, “Okay, go.”

When she got up and went to the kitchen, Mrs. Yan said enviously: "I really envy you, not only have grandchildren have granddaughters, but also such a well-informed granddaughter."

Mrs. Jing’s wife knew that Mrs. Yan’s wife thought of the sad thing again and said, “Do you not have a beautiful and capable granddaughter? It’s okay, I will see that Jiaotou’s girl is also filial.”

Mrs. Yan’s wife listened, and her eyes were more prosperous. A pair of turbid old eyes slowly shed tears. “I’m not a biological one after all. I still think about my poor little granddaughter. If she is still there, she must Your grandmother is as sensible and beautiful."

Mrs. Sheng seems to have been infected with Xuan, and her expression is slightly low. She sighed and said to Mrs. Yan: "I also blame me in the same year. I shouldn’t call Wenjun back with a sigh and heart, or there will be no car accident."

------Off topic ------

small theater:

A heart: Bo Yuan, you can't wait for me to go out with Wei Er, then come out and pour water? She has misunderstood.

An uncle is calm: Is it a misunderstanding?

Flowing inside a heart: it’s true

An uncle os: You close the door and let me out, I just can't see it? I want to come out, I don't care, I just want to be a name.