honey deal

"Of course no one snatched it, I was just kidding with you." It was all caused by my cousin, who made me suspicious, and Ye Qingcheng also found it funny!

The moment he opened the door of the apartment, Chi Rui hesitated. It was the first time he came here since Pei Xiaowu moved out.

"It seems to be the same as before."

The apartment is still the same apartment, with tables, chairs and lamps, all of which she helped to decorate back then.

But as soon as she entered the door, Ye Qingcheng felt a little strange, and she couldn't tell where it was.

"It was all arranged by you yourself, I am reluctant to change it." He followed in and closed the door behind him.

is it?

She suddenly realized that the room was contaminated with the breath of another woman.

The breath is shadowless and invisible, but it is everywhere.

The marble countertop in the bathroom was spotless and white, and a few men's toiletries were neatly placed on it. From the surface, there was really no trace of a woman.

"The part-time worker is really hardworking." She looked back, smiling.

Chi Rui didn't answer, and was secretly glad that he had specifically asked his aunt to clean up all the women's things.

"Oh my God, you're still using this bed sheet." Ye Qingcheng entered the bedroom, saw that the bed was still using the dark gray striped bed linen, and jumped on it excitedly.

In front of his eyes, two intertwined bodies suddenly appeared.

"Rui, what's wrong with you?"

A coquettish voice pulled him back from his trance.

What the hell, he shook his head, drove those messy shots out of his mind, and wrapped his hands around the woman's waist, graceful and soft, this is his favorite.

"Qingcheng." He whispered, affectionately.

Ye Qingcheng turned around and ran away, maybe she was too sensitive, but his trance just now made her a little hurt.

The remaining breath in this room is ambiguous and maddening, so let's go to the balcony for a breath of fresh air.

"Qingcheng, are you unhappy?"

It's not that he doesn't know the woman's mind, because of that moment of trance, he also despises himself extremely, so he put his arms around her from behind, and gently turned her body around.

"I love you, Qingcheng." The moonlight shone down, and the beautiful face in front of him was intoxicating. He held her face in his hands, and for the first time, he actively bowed his head.

His eyes were like a deep pool, easily sucking her in, and then, intoxicated uncontrollably, his lips opened quietly, like blooming roses, ready to accept his grace at any time.

Suddenly, a faint, faint fragrance entered the nose.

Throat itchy, dry, astringent.

"Ah... Fuck." She really didn't want to ruin her mood, but she endured it again and again, but she still couldn't hold it back.

Chi Rui couldn't help feeling helpless: "No way, it seems like nothing!"

"I can smell it, it's Jasmine." Ye Qingcheng looked around, and finally, she found out, "Look, isn't that?"

Oops, how could I forget this.

At the corner of the wall, a small jasmine flower is alive tenaciously, exuding a faint fragrance, really like a little woman.

"I'll ask someone to throw it away tomorrow." He was a little apologetic.

In fact, he has been doing very well. Everyone in the company knows that Tian Kun has an unwritten rule, that is, he is not allowed to grow flowers. No one asked the reason, but just obeyed.

The reason is actually very simple, Ye Qingcheng suffers from pollen allergy.

Unexpectedly, one hundred secrets and one sparse.

"Forget it, I'm leaving anyway, and... I won't come here again." She couldn't stay in this room for a moment, so she turned back and entered the room, and walked straight to the door.

Chi Rui caught up, tilted his head to check her face: "Are you really upset?"

Yes, she couldn't be happier.

Both of them are engaged, and her first kiss has not been given yet, and no one will believe it if she tells it.

She didn't know if this was God's will, every time two people were about to make out, there was always someone or something happened.

Could it be that they were made for each other?

Don't believe it, don't believe it, don't believe it, it's just a game, it doesn't count.

"Okay, don't be angry." When he got downstairs, he suddenly hugged her into his arms, "I will never come to this house again."

"Rui!" Her heart suddenly warmed up. After all, he loved her.

Ye Qingcheng smiled mischievously, kicked off his high heels, stepped on his shoes, turned his feet up, raised his face, and slowly closed his eyes, his lips rolled down the moment his eyelashes closed.

beep beep...

While the horn was blaring, the headlights were like a rainbow, and a car was speeding over.

"Shit!" Thanks to his agility, he avoided the screaming woman with his arms in his arms, and rushed forward with his fists raised in anger.

Ye Qingcheng pulled him back, "Forget it, I want to go home." It seems that the first kiss before marriage is a rare gift, well, she resigned to her fate.

A month later.

A black stretched Lincoln was running on the mountain top avenue. In the back seat of the car, a man was leaning on the seat and taking a nap. He had a cool face, but exuded a gorgeous and extraordinary flavor.

Just then, the bell rang inappropriately.

He frowned slightly, and the moment he pressed the answer button, his expression returned to his social state: "Mr. Li is so early...Golf? I won't go, it's a rare rest, go home and see my mother, um, make an appointment again!"

"President...it seems that he has been home quite frequently recently." Sen, who has never said much, finally couldn't help but interject.

In his spare time, playing golf with a group of people is the man's hobby, but now, it seems that going home is more attractive to him.

"is it?"

Chi Rui was startled for a moment, and asked in a nonchalant and colorless manner.

Sen knew that he was meddling, so he shut up and concentrated on driving.

As everyone knows, this question is like a small stone thrown into the peaceful heart lake, breaking its usual tranquility.

Home is still the same home, but there seems to be a mysterious temptation, which makes people have inexplicable expectations for every weekend.

why?

Chi Rui thought for a long time, but couldn't think of an answer, so he simply gave up.

Or, he was simply afraid of knowing the answer.

"Mom, I'm back." As soon as he entered the door, he called out in a rare voice.

Sister Fang ran out from the direction of the restaurant when she heard the voice, and took the coat graciously: "Madam has gone to a friend's house. Do you want some water? I'll get it."

"No need." He waved his hand and asked casually, "Second Young Master... Where is he?"

Sister Fang pouted towards a door next to the stairs: "It's inside!"

In fact, he didn't take a few steps forward, and he also heard movement in the recovery room, walked slowly over, but stopped by the door.

"Come on, stand up, teacher, you can do it." The little woman hooked her waist and stretched her hands forward, encouraging.

The palm-sized delicate face, the hair combed casually into a ponytail, thin beads of sweat on the smooth forehead, a pair of eyes as clear as a stream in the mountains, and the most tenacious and unyielding point between the eyebrows, which is inexplicable The ground... the heartbeat.

His eyes shifted slightly, and his breathing suddenly tightened.

Chi Feng was using crutches as a support, with his feet touching the ground, he was struggling upwards.