Prestigious Family Marriage: Uncle vs Young Wife

Jingboyuan hangs his throat slightly, his hands are still pinched on the waist side of the leaves, the light in his eyes is deep and thick, and the seriousness is revealed in the seriousness of the seriousness, and the inscrutableness that others cannot understand is circulating in it.

He looked at the leaves so faintly, as if Ye asked what he asked, it was an incredible question.

Slowly, Ye retracted his hand on his cheek, and his smile disappeared quietly.

Men may not like women to entangle themselves, ask you if you love me or not.

Ye Qingxin raised his hand and smashed the broken hair in his ear. The wrist was white and slender, which seemed to be cut off with a glance.

She converges on the loss of the heart, and smiles and turns away from the topic. "Tonight, thank you."

The voice did not fall, and the hands on his waist side slammed hard, and the steady force took him into a hard but warm embrace.

In the ear, it is the low-pitched voice of Jingboyuan. "Heart, some things, you need to feel with your heart, what you say in your mouth is not necessarily true."

Some people's love is on the lips. If you have ears, you can hear some people's love, put them in your heart, and put them into action. You need to feel it for a lifetime.

Jingboyuan has already passed the age of talking about love with his mouth. His age man is mature and steady, and he likes a woman. He usually chooses to use his thoughtful behavior to interpret his emotions, not like those young and young. I will say in the mouth that I love you, but the behavior is childish and frivolous, often hurting the woman's heart.

This is also the charm of the 30-year-old man.

The leaves linged for a moment, and immediately the lips evoked a blank smile, and the light in the eyes was amazing.

She looked up, her thin chin poked on Jing Boyuan's chest, arms around his strong waist, and looked up at him with a smile.

She understood what he meant in his words.

She thinks too much.

He has a touch of tobacco and a unique smell of mature men, which gives her peace of mind.

"Cough and cough" suddenly came out of Zhou’s sharp cough.

Ye Qingxin's face changed and immediately released Jingboyuan to run out.

Zhou Qiaoqiao coughed, his mouth rushing out of the blood, the amount is not much, but it is enough to make people horrified.

Ye was busy turning back to the bathroom and took the towel that had just been rubbed by Zhou Qiao, helping her clean her mouth.

Zhou Qiaoqiao is still in a coma, and there is no perception of the call of the heart.

When she coughed for a while, the leaves fell into a face without blood, and the face was overwhelmed.

The blood stains on the towel are shocking.

The doctor’s words echoed in the ear: the patient has advanced lung cancer, and there is still a month of life. You must be mentally prepared for your family.

I don't know how long it took in the past, a pair of hands gently put on her shoulders, thick and powerful, with a warm feeling, let the leaves fall in the heart of the air, a little back.

Ye eagerly looked at Zhou Zhiqiao lying on the bed, not knowing what to think.

After a while, Jing Boyuan’s cell phone rang, and he did not evade and answered directly.

I didn't know what was said on the other side of the phone. Ye Yinxin heard him back: "Order them tomorrow, the sooner the better."

Hanging up the phone, Jingbo Yuan was behind the leaves, and then she sat on the stool and plunged her into her arms, the leaves of her heart, and his strong abdomen.

The belt buckles automatically to her chin, which is cold and hard.

Jingboyuan’s calm voice came down from the top of his head. “Don’t worry, there are several authoritative cancer experts in Japan. I will help you to come over and come to Beijing tomorrow afternoon. Let them give your mother a good time.”

Ye sighed for a moment, then hugged his hand around his waist, tightly circled, his face buried in his abdomen, tears all brains in his blue suit, stunned two dark water marks.

She lowered her voice and whispered softly: "Thank you, Bo Yuan."

She suddenly felt a feeling that as long as he was there, any suffering would no longer be difficult.

Jing Boyuan glared at her shoulder with one hand and rubbed her head with one hand.

After a moment of silence, he called and said something to the other party. Within ten minutes, a young female worker in white overalls knocked on the door.

"Mr. Jing, Miss Ye, my name is Lin Ziyi, and the dean arranged for me to come and take care of Mrs. Zhou."

The nurse looks like a loyal and honest person, but beauty is a human nature. When she speaks, her eyes are unconsciously swaying to Jing Boyuan, her cheeks with a shy look.

Ye Qing hearted, politely replied: "Working hard."

The caregiver glanced at Jingboyuan and then rushed to the heart: "This is my duty, it should be."

Jing Boyuan holds the hand of the heart, and his face is calm and calm. "Someone is watching, you go to wash, take a rest, and there will be experts to come to the clinic tomorrow afternoon. You have to raise your spirit."

Ye Yinxinguang noticed the eyes of the female care worker, smiled and said to Jingbo: "Then go back, it is not convenient for you to have a big man here."

Her point of thought, how can escape the eyes of Jingboyuan.

Jingboyuan smiled and licked her hair, did not say anything, walked out of the ward with long legs, walked calmly, and the back was reliable.

Ye stared at the back of Jing Boyuan, and my heart once again slipped through the weird feeling when I first saw him tonight.

But think about it, but I can't think of anything wrong.

"Miss Ye went to wash and sleep, I can watch it here." The caregiver was a good heart.

Ye Yinxin screamed at her, and saw Zhou Chunqiao sleeping fairly well, she got up and went to the bathroom.

Just arrived at the door of the bathroom, accidentally squatting at the foot, the ankle hurt a bit, but fortunately, the pain only lasted for a moment, did not hurt the bones.

The leaves leaned on the door frame and moved a few ankles with the legs. For a moment, the movements were awesome.

She remembered where it was wrong, Jing Boyuan’s ankle

Without hesitation, Ye Yinxin turned and chased the elevator.

The special elevator is going down, here is the 18th floor, the elevator has just descended to the 11th floor.

Ye eagerly pressed the down button and waited for the elevator to descend to the tenth floor. She turned and ran to the stairs.

The foot is as fast as the wind.

On the first floor, she couldn't breathe in a breath, her heartbeat was so strong that she jumped out of her throat, and every time she took a breath, her lungs were acupuncture-like pain.

As soon as she got out of the door of the stairwell, she saw the beautiful back of Jingboyuan flashing past the gate of the inpatient department.

Ye did not have the effort to rest his breath, and quickly caught up.

Finally, the sleeves of Jingboyuan were pulled around the open-air parking lot.

Jing Boyuan turned and looked down at the girl who was bending over and violently breathing in front of her, her brow slightly tightened. "How come down?"

After a while, Ye Qingxin only panted the messy breath in the chest. Without saying a word, she directly squatted down and smashed the trousers of Jingboyuan’s injured ankle.

What caught your eye was a red and swollen ankle.

The eyes were so hot that she leaned over and looked at the man with a calm face and no pain.

If she didn't rub her ankle, she suddenly thought that Jing Boyuan's ankle was hurt, and she was afraid that she would be fooled by him.

Whether he is an expression or a walking posture, he hides too much.

Her voice suddenly whimpered, "Is it painful?"

Jingboyuan’s lips twitched, showing a smile. “You rushed over and asked me this?”

Ye looked at the way he didn't care, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed. The voice of the opening brought blame: "You still laugh!"

That tone, like a mature wife, reprimanded the husband who had nothing more to do.

Jingboyuan was so deep that she reached out and pulled her up from the ground. She licked her little hand and said, "There is no pain."

"But" Ye did not believe it. "I didn't have this seriousness last night. You still said it was very painful. How can it not be painful now? Don't be reluctant, let's go see a doctor?"

Jingboyuan: ""

Finally, Jing Boyuan was led by the leaves into the emergency department.

The doctor checked it and said: "The original injury is still not good. Standing or walking for a long time will intensify the swelling. Open the medicine and apply it. It is best not to use force on this ankle in the next few days. If you need to walk, take a turn."

One turn

Ye’s heart and mind suddenly floated out of Jingboyuan’s suit and attire, and a serious look of abduction, was teased, and echoed the doctor’s sentence: “Well, I must let him go back when I go back.”

Ye Yinxin let Jingboyuan sit in the rest area, take the doctor's prescription to go to the cash register, and then go to the second floor to take the medicine.

Take a good medicine, Ye enamoured to take the medicine back to the doctor and ask how to use it. It is not a kind of ointment, but several kinds.

“Several creams are mixed and applied in a swollen place.”

When he got the doctor, Ye fell to the rest area, sat on the chair next to Jingboyuan, lifted his leg and put it on his lap, and picked up his trousers to help him get the medicine.

The man's legs are very weighty.

The legs wrapped in the jeans are very thin, and Jingboyuan has the illusion of breaking her legs.

The leaves are carefully painted and the movements are gentle.

The girl lowered her head, her expression was serious and focused, and the long and smooth ponytail spontaneously split her two shoulders on her shoulders. The delicate white ears were smashed and smashed, and the eyelashes trembled with the breath. Long, five senses Juanxiu, revealing a few delicate and delicate beauty.

Jing Boyuan looked at her eyes and was very calm.

It is not calm and rational calm, but peace of mind.

Her fingertips were very thin and soft, gently rubbing his ankles and looking at it, the hand seemed to lie on his apex.

About ten minutes.

Ye Yinxin took his hand, put down his trousers, gently put his legs on the ground, the smile on his lips was quiet and bleak, "Okay."

Jing Boyuan caught her little hand busy with the ointment, squatting tightly, her fingers gently rubbing her palm.

The action is accompanied by quiet relatives and jealousy.

Ye eagerly looked at the face of Bo Yuan's face, and then looked at his hands like a slap in the face, suddenly found that this man, the sham of the righteousness is simply pure.

The handle was taken away from his hand, and the leaves were filled with the ointment in the bag, and placed on the wrist, pulling up Jingboyuan and carrying him to the parking lot.

She was sweating until she was stuffed into the car.

The car is opened by Master Lu.

Ye Yinxin sneaked a sigh of caution on the road, then stepped back two steps, watching the white Land Rover out of the hospital open-air parking lot, and then into the traffic, disappeared.

The smile on her face slowly disappeared, standing in the night wind for a moment, turned back to the hospital building.

White Land Rover.

Jingboyuan lowered the window, ordered a cigarette, and took a few mouthfuls. The explorer stretched out the window, played the ash, and the movement was chic, revealing the full male charm.

Under the cover of the night, his deep eyes fell on his injured ankle, and the serious face appeared in front of him, and the dawn was more peaceful.

Master Lu, who drove the car, obviously felt that Mr. Jing was in a good mood at this time, and he did not have the solemnity and heavyness when he came.

Suddenly I thought about listening to Lao Zhang’s news this morning. Listening to Lao Zhang’s meaning is to let him pick a picture when Mr. Jing’s mood is good. After all, he is a biological mother. This mother is back, and the son should know.

Thinking about this, Master Lu sighed and sighed.

There are so many people in Jingjia, and they all avoid it, let him be an outsider to touch the mold.

This year, what work is not good.

Considering the wording, Master Lu carefully opened the mouth: "Mr. Jing, next month, Mrs. He’s wife, I heard that the big lady returned to China yesterday."

The big lady in his mouth is the mother of Jing Boyuan, He Suzhen.

Jing Boyuan’s movement of the cigarette in his mouth was stagnant, and immediately resumed as usual. For a moment, his throat was slightly moved, and a faint “mum” was heard in the throat.

"" Master Lu stunned, just like this?

This reaction is too dull, he still remembers the matter fourteen years ago, the mother and the child are both incomprehensible.

"Master Lu." Jing Boyuan's voice came faintly, "concentrate on driving."

The tone is very gentle, but the deterrent contained in it is not to be underestimated.

Master Lu instantly took back his mind from the past and focused on driving. He didn't dare to think about those who didn't.

In fact, when it comes to generations, Jingbo is his junior, but in front of this junior, he has lived for most of his life, and he always has a slap in the face, especially when Jingbo’s voice is sinking, and he has a fear in his heart.

The moon tonight is like a group of ink smudged on rice paper, the edges are blurred.

It is already 11 o'clock at night.

Ye enamoured back to the top floor ward, the nurse was using a towel to wipe the corners of the week's curls, do not have to know, Zhou Qiaoqiao must have coughed up blood.

She stood on the side of the bed with her hand on the bed and stood for a while. She said with a heavy voice: "Mom, you can rest assured that Bo Yuan will help you to get a cancer expert from Japan. I will come to you for consultation tomorrow. You will be fine." Get up, Mom, don't be afraid."

Zhou Qiaoqiao had some shortness of breath and slept very hard.

"Miss Ye, let's go to sleep first, there is me here." The care worker said softly.

Ye Qing hearted, "I have worked hard."

Simply wash the bathroom and go to the lounge to rest.

This night, some people are sleeping, some are tossing and turning, and some people have nightmares.

Zhou Qiaoqiao made a long dream.

She dreamed of a picture of playing and going to school together with Yan Zhengting. Later, she and his family followed the meaning of the family, engaged in engagement, no strong love, only the day and night, and later, she met a factory in the factory. The girls named Han Qingqing, because of their similar interests, quickly became good friends.

If she doesn't fall in love with Han Qingqing's boyfriend at first sight, they may become good sisters for a lifetime.

However, that evening, Ye Jundong came to pick up Han Qingqing. At that time, the sunset was thick, Ye Jundong sat on the motorcycle, his mouth was smoking, and the young man in his early twenties showed a suffocating man’s suffocation in the sunset. Sui Shenghui, Zhou Qiaoqiao fell in love with him at first sight.

The fate is turning.

On that winter, Han Qingqing had some scorpions in his work, and he was left to be instructed by the director of the workshop. Zhou Qiaoqiao had already returned home, but he was halfway back to the factory. The workshop director had been coveting the beauty of Han Qingqing. Her heart was faintly worried.

The winter night always came especially urgently. The people in the factory had already gone clean. She came outside the director's office. She heard the sound of the enthusiasm of Han Qingqing. Through the door, she saw the wife of her dead wife. The director of the workshop, holding Han Qingqing under his body.

Han Qingqing turned to see her outside the door, her eyes burning hope to ask her for help, the workshop director probably did not expect someone outside the door, a sly, let Han Qingqing struggle to open, ran to the door.

As long as Zhou Qiaoqiao helped Han Qingqing to open the door, Han Qingqing was saved.

However, she did not, she snorted and locked the door.

That night, she stood by the door, listening to the miserable mourning of Han Qingqing in the office, and the rough squatting of the workshop director.

The next day, Han Qingqing and the director of the workshop were in the office and the news spread throughout the factory.

At that time, women’s chastity was bigger than the sky.

Han Qingqing's parents are doing education work. In order to save face, Han Qingqing was forced to marry the workshop director of his wife who died in his forties.

At that time, Ye Jundong loved Han Qingqing deeply. He was disheartened because of Han Qingqing’s betrayal. Zhou’s eagerness appeared in front of him with the image of a gentle and considerate woman, accompanied him to drink, drunk the sheets, and then became pregnant. Force him to blame himself.

She was full of thought that as long as she married Ye Jundong, after a long time, he forgot Han Qingqing, he will slowly fall in love with himself, but this is not the case. Ye Jundong is very cold to her, even the husband and wife have a rare three times a year.

She was empty and lonely, and she came back to look for her. She refused. She gave her a lot of pain. Later, she drank too much. When she woke up, she was in her own home. She had discomfort in her lower body, but she did not dare to go to the court. .

The dream was intermittent, and in the end, it was fixed on the day when Ye Jundong learned the truth.

It was a day ten years ago. Han Qingqing was tortured by the old workshop director for nearly ten years. He finally couldn’t stand it and wanted to end his life. But before she died, she told Ye Jundong everything.

Zhou Qiaoqiao still remembers how Ye Jundong held her head and slammed into the wall. She still remembered the feeling that she was about to die.

She still remembers, Ye Jundong pointed at the **** face, she said: "Zhou Zhiqiao! I did not expect you to be such a vicious woman! Killing you is dirty my hand! You do these vicious things just to get me is not I am divorcing you now! I will never meet you again from now on, I want you never to get what you want!"

Her heart was deliberate, and in the end it was just a bamboo basket to fetch water.

The next morning, Zhou Qiao opened his eyes, and some people in his eyes would die peacefully.

Off topic

It’s too late, it’s updated at nine.

There are two more tomorrow, I am not sure about the time.

Sorry, everyone is cute, a Yao is really sorry.

Send a small theater to plead guilty:

A Yao: "Jing Dashu, your foot hurts in the end? How can it hurt for a while, but it won't hurt for a while?"

Jingboyuan: ""

A Yao: "Ah! I understand. When you said the pain last night, it didn't hurt. You just want to let your heart take off your pants. Isn't it painful tonight? It's actually painful, you don't want to worry. is not it?"

Jingboyuan: ""

A Yao Yao said: "Hey, I really didn't expect that you are such a hooligan."

Jing Boyuan: "You come over."

A certain Yao fart up, "Awkward?"

Jingbo Yuan pointed to the sky, "Do you see anything?"

A Yao looked up. "There is no such thing as the sun."

Jing Boyuan: "Can't you go up and shoulder to shoulder with it?"

A Yao: ""