MTL - Prestigious Family Marriage: Uncle vs Young Wife-Chapter 113 : Is it daring?

Ye eagerly stared at Okamoto in the hands of Jing Boyuan. "You, you are... brought from the capital?"

This is too far-reaching.

Jing Boyuan took away the wet underwear that was still in her hand and was still stained with a lot of foam. She threw it to the side and pulled her over to face herself. Her body tightly put her on the edge of herself and the washstand, and the voice was dull. When I bowed down and asked to kiss my heart, I said, "I told the butler this morning."

Ye eagerly pushed away the face he had come over, and his tongue was not straight. "I, my menstruation has not gone yet..."

Jing Boyuan pressed her two hands on the washstand behind her, and the deep scorpion stared straight at her slightly dodgy eyes. "Heart, in front of me, don't lie."

Said, the strong body pressed her tighter.

The leaves fell on the back of the waist and were pained by the hard washstand. "Bo Yuan... my waist... hurts..."

Jingboyuan heard a step back, the tall body bent, the long arm stretched out, and he would hug it and put it on the wide washstand. The heavy body would follow, the kiss would fall, and the hard tile countertop would be won. The leaves fell on the back and hurt, but her mouth was blocked by the man's lips and couldn't talk. She could only push the man's chest with her hand.

The man thought she was going to resist and pressed her harder.

In the end, Ye Yinxin had no feeling of pain in the back, and the kiss of the man made her brain burst into trouble.

In the meantime, she remembered the set of emerald jewellery photographed by Jing Boyuan, saying that she wanted to give away, and she was not mysterious and told her not to whom she was to be sent. She was very upset.

He bowed his head and played with Okamoto’s space. Ye’s heart made a defensive stance, his cheeks were red, and his eyes were like a spring breeze. She didn’t consciously lick her lips, and her face was unhappy. “You haven’t told me, that’s Who will give the emerald jewelry to..."

The Okamoto bought by the butler is a bit small.

Jingboyuan looked up and looked at the leaves. The color was dark and heavy. It was faintly revealing, and the smear of the corner of the mouth made people feel terrified. "It is forgotten that you are a safe period." ”

As he said, he dropped the plastic sleeve and reached out to control the leaves.

The leaves lifted their feet against the muscles of the man's muscles, prevented him from approaching, deliberately ignored his state of being ready to go, and asked again: "Who is it for? If you want to say, don't think about it today..."

In the latter case, she can't say it after all.

Jing Boyuan looked at the white-footed scorpion on his chest. The narrow scorpion picked up slightly, but the tone was calm but dangerous: "Is it fat?"

The next moment.

He violently grasped the leaves of the heart's ankles and pulled them hard. The leaves fell uncontrollably from the washstand, and Jing Boyuan took advantage of her body.

Ye Yinxin still wants to resist, just on her two small arms and legs, where is the opponent of Jingboyuan, and soon he was cured to obey the post.

The moment he came in, he exhaled in her ear: "My grandmother loves jade."

This is an explanation for Ye Yinxin.

for a long time.

Jingboyuan suddenly stopped, and both hands were on both sides of the head of the leaf, and looked down at the girl's white face. His voice was harsh. "Heart, you said today that you didn't promise to marry me, not my fiancee?"

Ye’s heart was swimming in space, and it took a while to understand what he meant.

What she said before is the fact that he did not propose marriage, she did not agree, she is not his fiancée.

She bit her lower lip and was very dissatisfied with Jing Boyuan’s post-autumn posture. She said: "I didn't make a mistake..."

Jingboyuan is stunned and his eyes are calmer and calmer. The sound line is stable: "Give you another chance. Are you my fiancee?"

Ye Qingxin: "..."

Three days on the next day.

Ye Yinxin was awakened in the main bedroom of a mountaintop mansion in Hong Kong. Jingboyuan was no longer there. He had no temperature in the place where he had slept, and there was a mess in the room after a good night.

She glared at the high ceiling with her eyes closed, and all the last night's lanterns slid over the frame one frame at a time.

Jingbo Yuan actually... At that moment, in that way forced her to promise to marry him, forcing her to admit that she is his fiancee.

At the auction last night, she felt that Jingbo Yuan’s reaction was too dull. Although her eyes were calm, she was inexplicably made her scalp tighten. It turned out that she was waiting for her here.

This man... is simply... people hate it!

Why do other people’s boyfriends propose marriages, such as flower balloons, one knee, and a diamond ring, and the girl is full of tears.

And hers...

Sure enough, there is no harm without comparison.

Ye Yinxin pulled the quilt over his head and covered his face tightly. He couldn’t get out of his heart.

The heavy curtains are tightly bound, blocking the outdoor sunlight and appearing a little dim.

After a while.

Ye was upset, just a move, and the intimacy of the lower body was sore.

Thinking of the enthusiasm of Jingboyuan last night, Ye Yinxin bit his lip and his cheeks are getting a little hot.

After the first time, she fell ill. The middle-aged gynaecologist also educated the young people in Jingboyuan to have a strong demand. They also had to restrain themselves. They could look at Jingboyuan, but they were afraid of even writing the words. do not know.

The body was so tired that Ye Qingxin slowly moved to the bathroom and wanted to take a hot bath to solve the problem.

On the towel rack of the bathroom, there are two large and one small underwears, dark gray and pink, with contrast.

Ye Qingxin licked her lips and laughed. After last night, she had no strength to wash again. I wanted to come, and it was Jingbo.

Once, the boss of Bowei who made her look up, now, actually wash her underwear, this contrast, let her heart suffocating a little bit.

The showerhead licked the hot water, and the leaf touched the waist side. It hurt her to take a breath and looked down and was bruised.

It seems that not only do you want to talk about him, but you should talk to him about her waist.

After washing out, the bedroom door was pushed open, and the two maids were still guarded outside.

Seeing her coming out, the maid bent over her bow in a respectful manner. "Mrs. Good morning, breakfast is ready, will the wife have breakfast first?"

Ye Yin hearted and nodded.

The maid took her to the restaurant in tandem.

When I went downstairs, the maid who walked in front said, "Mrs., there is a gentleman who is waiting for you for an hour in the living room. He said to give you something."

The leaves are frowning: "Last name?"

She doesn't seem to know the gentleman of the surname.

The maid smiled: "Yes, my wife, when I left in the morning, I explained that there will be a gentleman of the surname to send something to your wife."

Ye thought for a moment, suddenly remembered that Jing Boyuan said yesterday, someone will send her money for selling pink necklaces and the emerald jewelry to her home.

Eighty-five million...

Ye Qingxin's eyes are bright, his posture is still dignified and elegant, the smile on his lips is just right, the tone is not too slow, and she can't hear her inner heart. "Take me to the living room, I can't let the guests wait."

Her current status is Jingbo Yuan’s wife, her demeanor must be decent and she can’t be embarrassed.

The maid did not obey her words. "I can't be a wife. Before you leave, let me explain, so you must have breakfast before you get out of bed."

Ye Qingxin suddenly stopped and stared at the maid's face for a moment. "If I have to see the guests first?"

The maid bent down and bowed her tone. "Mr. confessed, my wife must eat breakfast first, please don't be embarrassed by us."

Ye Qingxin: "..."

Suddenly found that his position in this house is far lower than Jingboyuan.

Sitting in front of the dining table in the restaurant, which is a few meters long, I don’t know what it’s like. I don’t know if it’s an illusion. She always feels that she is in this situation, much like a canary raised by a rich man...

When she finished the breakfast, the maid took her to the living room.

Through the lengthy walkway, the oil paintings on the walls on both sides, the leaves look good and look good, I don’t think I look at them more. I suddenly have a familiar oil painting. The background is the Arab royal palace, there are several* * The woman is bathing and playing in the pool, and five women sitting on the floor wearing a gorgeous woman, the expression is casually talked.

This painting leaves my heart to remember that there was a big class before, and the professor introduced them to the painting. The 19th century French famous painter Jerome’s harem terrace has sensationalized the entire French painting world and is famous in the world. It is said to be treasured by an unknown private collector.

Ye Yinxin stopped and looked up at the harem terrace. She only knew the fur on the oil painting. I felt that this imitation was really good. The composition and color treatment were in place, like her only knowing one or two people. Even if this imitation and the real thing are put together, there is no real difference.

Thinking about this, she casually praised: "This painting is a good example."

When the voice fell, the butler did not know where it came from, and smiled at the leaves: "Mr. does not like fakes."

The leaves linger in the heart for a while before they react to the steward.

She looked straight at the oil painting on the wall. Some people couldn't believe it. Could it be that the private collector in the mouth of the professor was Jingbo Yuan?

Suddenly, she felt that the gas field of this painting had changed.

Half-sounding, she said: "Just hanging like this, not afraid of being stolen?"

The butler smiled: "Please have confidence in our anti-theft system."

Ye Qingxin: "...What if you encounter the kind of thief on TV?"

The butler smiled: "Please have confidence in our anti-theft system."

Ye Qingxin: "..."

The butler still smiles: "The wife is relieved. If the person is stolen, the gentleman will not care. The gentleman said that the meaning of this painting is to serve people, not to serve them."

The steward’s words were subtle, but Ye’s heart was clear.

What he means is: In Jingboyuan's view, this painting is used to decorate the house, which is pleasing to the eye. If you cherish it as a treasure and worry about it being stolen every day, isn't it the end of the game? What is the significance of having this painting?

Ye grimacing, the idea of ​​a rich man, ordinary people like her can not understand.

If she had such a picture, I was afraid that I would sit in a difficult situation, and I felt that it was not safe.

Seeing Ye’s heart staring at the oil painting and not talking, the butler explained: “This painting was brought back to the country a year ago, and it has been hung here. It’s because the gentleman is so unsatisfied and has seen people. Like the wife, she is subconscious that this is just a fake."

For a long time, Ye’s heart was secluded: “Mr. spent a lot of money at the time?”

Butler: "I don't know how much it cost, but I want to come. This painting is only more expensive than this house."

Ye retracted his eyes and smiled: "...take me to the living room."

The housekeeper introduced her to the living room.

On the sofa in the center of the living room, a middle-aged man sat quietly there, steadily in shape, without any anxiety and impatience.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, he got up and turned to look at it. He saw Ye’s heart and handed the box in his hand.

"Hello, hello, my name is Qu, Shan Mingqi, to send you something, please look over."

Ye Yinxin saw the middle-aged man of the surname song and stunned.

He is not... Yesterday at the auction site with the girl who yelled at the auction, and the middle-aged man who was auctioned by Gu Jiao?

Ye looked at him with enthusiasm, and his mind was not enough.

"you……"

Qu Qi saw her face confused and explained with a smile. The tone was with a little attention and respect, and there was a hint of pleasing. "I am the vice president of the Powerway Group. It is the subordinate of King. Yesterday, those things were ordered by King. What I did, Jing Zong said that if no one bids for your wife's necklace, let me take it. Of course, I still pay for the total payment. If someone wants to shoot your necklace, let me bid with people and raise the price."

The leaves are fascinating, and my heart is filled with something, sour and sour, half-sounding, slowly laughing "He... I think it is thoughtful."

Reaching out and picking up the box from Qu Qi, she reached out and made a gesture of asking for the sofa. The guest set was decent: "Mr. Qu please sit down."

"Mrs. Xie."

Ye Qingxin sat down opposite Qu Qi and opened the box. There was a beautiful and beautiful jewelry box in the box, and an envelope was placed on the jewelry box.

She took it up and pinched it and knew what was inside.

Qu Qi said: "The auction price of pink diamond necklace is 85 million, Sotheby's collects 5 percent commission, and the remaining 80.75 million are in this card. This card is King Jing. The account, password view always knows."

The leaves were fascinating, the lips were slightly raised, the expression was quite calm and calm, and there was no excitement and excitement because of the card in his hand, which made Qu Qi’s eyes change.

The last time he was hospitalized, he saw this little girl in Jing’s ward, and later listened to the secretary-general that Jing had told her to give the little girl a meal, only that the little girl was just looking young. Beauty, Gou Jingjing always loves, man, face the beauty, there is always time to hold.

He has always felt that the status of the status of King General, who can stand side by side with King General in the future, is either a comparable background or a well-established skill.

This little girl, at best, is a wild game. It is fresh for a while. If it is finished, it will be discarded. It will not be in the upper position.

Until last night at the auction site, he heard that Jing Zong was introduced to Zhu Zigang as a fiancée. He only realized that he was always eating this little girl.

Some people don't understand, this little girl is just a good look, not to mention that there is no shortage of good-looking women around Jing, how can this little girl have this ability, can stand firm in Jing Zong's heart?

And it is reported that this little girl was not born well.

But at this time, a young girl who was born badly and had just reached the age of 20 faced such a fortune. The emotion of a little joy was not revealed. This calm and calm heart made him look at each other.

Perhaps Qu Qi’s eyes are too direct. Even if she is not lifted, she is aware of his gaze. This kind of gaze with her eyes makes her feel like a dish waiting for people in the market. It is uncomfortable.

Slowly, she looked up at Qu Qi and smiled at her and said, "What did you do at the auction last night, did your King have told you to keep it secret, let me know?"

Qu Qi's expression is a stiff.

The leaves fell in love, the smile became more and more sloppy, and the voice was gentle, but when it was said, it made people feel trembled. "You are not afraid of telling you King Jing? He wants to know that your mouth is not so strict, I am afraid or not. happy."

Qu Qi’s face was ugly, “Mrs....”

What he wants to say, Ye Yinxin does not give him the opportunity to speak, the box in his hand is placed on the coffee table, and he is careless: "There is a gazebo in the rose garden. Today, the wind is quite big. It must be very cool, and Mr. Qu must Don't go for a cold together?"

It’s already more than ten o'clock. It’s hot outside, she’s going to take a cool place, and it’s clear that she’s going to die.

Qu Qi is also a human fine, how can he not understand the voice-over of Ye Yinxin, and got up and offered a farewell.

When I walked to the door of the living room, he thought that she had just complained, and then thought about the consequences of Jing’s anger. She couldn’t help but shudder and turned to look at the leaves with pity: “Mrs....”

Ye smiled and smiled: "Mr. Qu is assured that I am not a person who has no mouth to open the door."

Qu Qi: "..."

As soon as the door of the house was opened, Qu Qi wiped the cold sweat on his head.

It’s just a preaching. It’s a woman who has always been a girl. This mouth, this temper, is just like Jingjing.

Slowly, the people are forced into a dead end, and then the irony and thorny people release the people from the dead end, and they are full of gratitude, and there is no resentment.

As long as Jing did not know that he said that he had missed his mouth, it would be fine for him to be ironic.

In comparison, it is still more terrible for him to blame him.

After Qu Qi left, Ye Yinxin held the box and returned to the master bedroom. She took out the bank card and looked at the light. The heart was filled with the unreality of the poor.

Suddenly, she changed from a poor person to a million rich woman, the feeling is the same as dreaming.

The curvature of her mouth is deeper and deeper.

In fact, just Qu Qi’s review of her, she understood what he meant.

The gap between her and Jingboyuan is so large that she is a person living in two worlds. I am afraid that many people cannot understand how they came together. Sometimes she is confused. How can she be confused? On the high branch of Jingboyuan.

After a while, she took out her wallet and carefully stuffed the card into it.

Turning to see the jewellery box on the coffee table, she walked over and opened, emerald and diamond necklaces and earrings, beautiful under the light, noble and luxurious.

The style is old-fashioned and suitable for those who are old.

Thinking of last night, when Jing Boyuan came in, the phrase "My grandmother loves jade" whispered in her ear. It turned out that this was his gift to Mrs. Jing.

Ye sighed and gave it to Mrs. Jing, who did not tell her last night that she was so mysterious that she was thinking about it, thinking that he would give it to other women...

She was not happy on her face, but her hands were very careful to cover the jewelry box, and then carefully stuffed it into Jing Boyuan's suitcase, saving time and forgetting.

The phone suddenly rang.

Ye looked down at the screen, is Dou Weier.

"Heart, have fun in Hong Kong?"

Ye smiled back and said: "I have been staying in the room, and I have not gone anywhere."

"What, Hong Kong is a paradise for food and shopping. It’s hard to go back. You are actually staying in the house? Are you mistaken? I want you to bring something to me..."

Ye fascinated and remembered that before going to sleep last night, Jing Boyuan said that he still has a lot of business to deal with today, and the plane at 8 o'clock in the evening returned to Beijing.

Nothing in the afternoon, go out for a walk, so ask: "What do you want to buy? I will go out and help you."

Dou Weier’s voice is a few decibels high. “Then I will send you a message to buy you.”

Ye Qingxin: "...How many things do you want to buy?"

Dou Weier: "Not much, it is more than twenty."

Ye Qingxin: "... can I repent now?"

Dou Wei is fierce: "No!"

Ye Qingxin: "..."

The two chatted a few words, and Dou Weier suddenly had some support, "heart..."

The maid came up with a plate of fruit, and the leaves fell in love with the fruit stick and asked, "What happened?"

Dou Weier hesitated for a moment and said: "Time Shadow... She said that she just picked up a TV series and can help me to win a chance for the director to audition. Do you want me to try it?"

Ye’s heart is stagnation in the action of sending watermelon to his mouth. “You want to enter the art circle? Can you act? Also, why should you help you? Isn’t she pregnant with He Jifan’s child? He Jifan is obviously interested in you, Seeing your eyes is a bit wrong, how can she help you? Don't tell me that she is kind and kind, can mix and match in the entertainment circle, but it is not good."

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A few months later.

A night with a black night.

The ground is covered with red roses and filled with heart-shaped candles.

An uncle kneels on one knee, holding a dove egg in his hand, looking up at the girl with a look of sorrow, the voice is a solemnity that has never been seen before. "Heart, if my bride is not you, I would rather not marry in this life. Heart, I... love you."

A tear in my heart.

A certain Yao inside is full of faces: "Uncle Jing, isn't it good to talk about love without mouth, just use action to interpret love? Why don't you follow the routine I set?"

An uncle: Rolling.