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Chapter 270 Chapter 271: Princess Yan Returns (29) 1 More

Jing Boyuan's appearance and imposing manner make him the focus of attention wherever he goes, and he has an aura of charm.

Ye Qingxin hugged the overcoat that Jing Boyuan had taken off, feeling a little proud in her heart.

This man, whom others can only look at, belongs exclusively to her.

I don't know if it's Ye Qingxin's good eyesight, or Jing Boyuan's nature is a clothes hanger, and the black windbreaker is unexpectedly suitable for him.

Ye Qingxin looked at Jing Boyuan who was standing facing her, her eyes were straight.

The man has a straight nose and thin lips, deep and three-dimensional facial features, a resolute face, as sharp as a knife and an axe, tall and long legs, wearing a slim windbreaker, and Ye Qingxin thought of a word.

The dragon and the phoenix.

He looks like a dragon and looks like a phoenix.

Jing Boyuan looked down at the absent-minded girl, curled his lips into a slight smile, and there was a hint of tenderness in his deep eyes.

He bent his index finger into a hook, stretched it out and scraped the tip of Xia Ye Qingxin's nose affectionately, and said softly, "So pretty?"

Ye Qingxin blinked her eyes to regain her senses, two blotches of red appeared on her cheeks, she was fascinated by the beauty just now.

Her eyes still fell on Jing Boyuan's body, it was really good-looking, the clothes worth more than 5000 were worn by him for 15.

"Waiter, we want this." Ye Qingxin turned her head and said to the waiter next to her who also had straight eyes.

Jing Boyuan rubbed her hair, said nothing, took off the windbreaker on his body and handed it to the waiter to wrap it up, then reached for the coat in Ye Qingxin's hand.

Ye Qingxin gave way slightly, avoiding the hand he extended, and shaking off the men's overcoat in her arms, helping Jing Boyuan to dress just like Jing Boyuan used to serve her.

Jing Boyuan glanced at the playfulness of the girl's eyes and brows, smiled, and accepted her service.

Ye Qing took care of the collar of the man's coat, lowered his head and rummaged through the wallet in his carry-on bag, trying to pull out his card to pay the bill.

Jing Boyuan stopped her, helped her to sit on the sofa in the rest area, and went to the cashier to swipe the card with the waiter.

Another waiter handed over a cup of hot tea and said half-truly and half-complimentally, "Your husband is so kind to you. Such a husband is rare."

Ye Qingxin held the teacup, slightly lowered her eyelids, pursed her lips and smiled lightly.

The palm was warmed by the hot tea, and the place in the heart was even warmer.

At this time.

"Xinxin?" A familiar voice came from behind.

Ye Qingxin turned her head, only to see Song Xianyu smiling brightly, walking in front with empty hands, followed by Ji Linyuan behind.

Seeing Ji Linyuan's appearance at this time, Ye Qingxin couldn't help laughing.

He was tied with a waist stool, still full of girly pink, which was incompatible with his calm temperament and majestic aura. There was a ten-month-old child sitting on the waist stool. The child must have fallen asleep, lying on Ji Linyuan's back There was no movement in my arms.

He carried a lot of shopping bags in both hands, judging from the color and pattern of the bags, most of them belonged to children and women.

Seeing Ye Qingxin staring at Ji Linyuan and smiling so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, Song Xianyu said angrily, "Is it so funny?"

Ji Linyuan didn't care about other people's smiling eyes at all, and nodded to Ye Qingxin calmly, as a greeting.

Ye Qingxin gave him a brighter smile back.

"Why are you alone? Where's Boyuan? You paid the bill?" Song Xianyu sat down beside Ye Qingxin, and muttered softly, "My legs are a little sore after walking around."

Ye Qingxin's eyes still fell on Ji Linyuan.

She didn't laugh because Ji Linyuan looked so funny, she was thinking, after a few months, the babies were born, and she also bought a waist stool for Jing Boyuan, who didn't know that Jing Boyuan tied a waist stool to hold the baby , what would it be like?
That scene must have been a joy.

Ji Linyuan put down the shopping bag in his hand, sat down next to Song Xianyu, moved Song Xianyu's leg to his own as if no one else was there, kneaded his hands gently, and made no secret of his pampering.

There was obvious interest in the eyes of the waiter who brought tea to the two.

"Why!" Song Xianyu sighed in enjoyment, pushed Ye Qingxin who was staring straight at Ji Linyuan, and said angrily, "Look at your own husband, my husband is so handsome, why do you want to come and see him?" mine."

Ye Qingxin withdrew her gaze and said with a smile, "You're so stingy, why don't you just take a look?"

Song Xianyu leaned over and put his arms around Ji Linyuan's neck, resting his head on his shoulder, smiling until dimples appeared at the corners of his mouth, and said possessively: "I finally chased him, I can't let others see."

Ye Qingxin was surprised.

Seeing Ji Linyuan's undisguised doting on Song Xianyu, it should be that Ji Linyuan has gone through untold hardships to chase Song Xianyu into his hands.

The child was probably drooling, Song Xianyu took out a handkerchief from Ji Linyuan's pocket, and gently wiped the corner of the child's mouth.

The picture of a family of three looks very warm.

Song Xianyu looked only 22 or 36 years old, Ji Linyuan looked [-] or [-] years old, and the age difference was also huge, Ye Qingxin admired Song Xianyu a little.

Ji Linyuan and Jing Boyuan belonged to the same kind of men, and when they sat there, no matter whether they were smiling or not, they both exuded a kind of majesty and momentum that made people dare not make mistakes.

At the beginning, Ye Qingxin realized that she was attracted to Jing Boyuan, but due to the huge age difference and status gap between the two, she chose to avoid her feelings.

Song Xianyu actually dared to go after him, it's really courageous.

Soon, Jing Boyuan paid the bill and came back.

He strode this way, and the waiter who led him to checkout almost trotted beside him, talking to him with a smile on his face, Jing Boyuan's eyes fell on Ye Qingxin, and he didn't listen to the waiter's words.

Ye Qing was very clear, and caught the disappointment that flashed in the waiter's eyes.

Jing Boyuan came over to say hello to Ji Linyuan and Song Xianyu, raised his hand to stroke Ye Qingxin's hair, and asked in a low voice, "Are you in a hurry?"

Ye Qingxin raised her small face and smiled: "I just chatted with my sister-in-law a few times, and I don't feel anxious."

The four parted ways at the entrance of the men's clothing store.

Song Xianyu and Ji Linyuan had already bought everything, and the family of three went home.

Jing Boyuan held the bag containing the windbreaker in his hand, and held Ye Qingxin's hand tightly with the other hand. The man's palm was dry and warm, which gave Ye Qingxin a strong sense of security.

Thinking of the image of Ji Linyuan's dad just now, Ye Qingxin smiled: "When the children are born, I will also buy you a waist stool, so that you can walk around the mall with the children in your arms."

Hearing this, Jing Boyuan shook Ye Qingxin's hand slightly.

I don't know whether to agree or not.

Ye Qingxin only thought that he agreed, and said: "One is not enough, we have three children, we have to buy three for you..."

The tall man walked forward without looking sideways, and the little girl beside him tilted her head and chattered. The man's brows were calm, without the slightest impatience.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when we returned to Courtyard No. 8 of Nanshan Villa.

Ye Qingxin bought two sets of clothes for Jing Boyuan, and a foot bath for her grandparents and grandparents.

The four old people lived in a wealthy family, and they didn't need anything. Ye Qing thought to herself, buying those expensive things for them, it's better to buy a foot bath for them to soak their feet at night and have a good night's sleep.

Although simple, it is the most genuine concern.

Jing Boyuan picked out a few maternity spring clothes for Ye Qingxin. They were not big brands, but they were all suitable for Ye Qingxin. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to spot her big belly.

Ye Qingxin is still a student after all, so she needs to be more careful.

The two entered the living room, Mrs. Yan and Mr. Yan were sitting on the sofa, the TV was tuned to the opera channel, and Beijing opera was babbling inside.

Mr. Yan dozed off with his cane on his head, and Mrs. Yan made gestures following the Tsing Yi on the screen.

The old man's hearing is not very good, the volume of the TV is very loud, covering up the movement outside, only when Aunt Zhang saw them coming in, did she know that they had come back, and rushed forward to take the shopping bag from Jing Boyuan's hand.

Jing Boyuan handed the bag to Aunt Zhang, and went back to get other things.

"Grandpa and grandma, why haven't you slept yet? Didn't you call to tell you that we will be back later and let you go to bed early?" Ye Qingxin walked to Madam Yan and sat down.

Old Man Yan was awakened by her voice, his cloudy old eyes narrowed for a moment, and after seeing Ye Qingxin clearly, his eyes became kind.

Seeing her, Mrs. Yan also showed kindness and love in her eyes. She reached out to hold Ye Qingxin's hand and said with a smile, "Xinxin is back. Grandma will go to bed after watching TV for a while."

After a pause, she asked, "Are you tired after shopping for so long? Go upstairs and have a rest."

Ye Qingxin's eyes fell on Mrs. Yan's feet. The old man was wearing indoor cotton slippers, and her heels were exposed. It may be because of the good living conditions that her heels were not covered with calluses like ordinary old people.

"Grandma, you and grandpa must be very tired after taking care of Sister Jiaojiao recently. I bought you a foot tub for you to soak your feet in a while before going to sleep."

Madam Yan looked at Ye Qingxin and smiled, and said, "Grandma has already washed her feet, go to bed quickly and leave us alone."

Ye Qingxin insisted, "Soak your feet so you can sleep."

In the end, Mrs. Yan did not persuade Ye Qingxin, and together with Mr. Yan, Ye Qingxin waited on her and soaked her feet.

The warm temperature spread from the soles of the feet all the way to the heart of the second elder.

Ye Qingxin is not a very careful person, and Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Yan have everything they need and no one to take care of them. Many times, she can't think of doing something for the two old people, but as long as she thinks of it , it must be done.

Take it as filial piety to the two old people on behalf of her unlucky mother.

Just treat it as the longing of the two elders for so many years.

She also wanted to do something for the old man who regarded her as his heart and soul.

Ye Qingxin wiped the feet of Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Yan without pretending to be other people's hands. Her gaze was always calm and calm, without the slightest reluctance.

Aunt Zhang helped to get the footwashing water.

Old Madam Yan's eyes were full of tears, and she couldn't help but raised her hand to touch Ye Qingxin's face, she knew that her granddaughter didn't hurt in vain.

Whether Ye Qingxin is sincere or not, she can tell at a glance after she has lived her whole life.

After sending the two elders back to their room to sleep, Ye Qingxin turned around and wanted to go back to the master bedroom.

Coming out of the room of the two elders, he gently closed the door with his backhand. Jing Boyuan was standing against the wall, his gaze fell to her side.

The man's eyes were calm and deep, making it difficult to see the emotions inside.

He stared straight at Ye Qingxin.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qingxin raised her hand to touch her cheek, and asked him, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Jing Boyuan didn't say anything, he straddled his long legs, stepped forward to put his arms around Ye Qingxin's shoulders, and led her upstairs.

Ye Qingxin clearly felt that some kind of change was taking place in his feelings, but she couldn't figure out what this change was.

After returning to the master bedroom and coming out of the shower, Jing Boyuan handed her a cup of hot milk.

He stood by and watched her while she drank the milk.

The man's gaze was too direct, even though Ye Qingxin was already familiar with him, her back was still tense.

Ye Qingxin drank two thirds, and handed the remaining third to Jing Boyuan.

Jing Boyuan raised his neck to drink milk, his eyes still fell on Ye Qingxin's face.

After all, Ye Qingxin couldn't hold it back, and stretched out her arms to hug the man's strong waist, pressing her thin chin against the position of his rib socket, and said in a coquettish voice, "What's wrong with you? It makes me feel hairy."

Jing Boyuan supported her shoulder blades with one hand, bent slightly, and put the empty cup on the coffee table beside him.

He didn't speak, just pinched Ye Qingxin's chin, lowered his head and kissed her delicate lips.

Ye Qingxin was stunned for a moment, her long curly eyelashes trembled, and then they were gently closed, her arms hooked around the man's neck, and she responded enthusiastically.

The following things did not go smoothly, Jing Boyuan backed away from her in time, hugged her into the bed, tucked the quilt up, kissed her on the lips, and gently coaxed her: "Go to sleep."

Ye Qingxin's beautiful eyes were half-closed, and she looked at him dimly.

Watching him go to the cloakroom, and watching him take the clothes into the bathroom, after a while, there was a slight sound of the door closing 'bang'.

Jing Boyuan seemed a little different tonight, she clearly felt a special emotion from the kiss just now.

Ye Qingxin was a little confused about the reason that prompted him to have such a psychological change, and recalled what happened after he came back, and there was nothing special about it.

The mind of a 34-year-old mature man is like a needle in the sea.

Thinking about it, Ye Qingxin gradually felt sleepy, and just before her consciousness fell into darkness, she suddenly thought that Jing Boyuan's birthday seemed to be coming soon.

After her birthday last year, she asked Jing Suosuo secretly.

Jing Boyuan's birthday is on June [-]st, Children's Day, so it's easy to remember.

When Jing Boyuan came out of the shower, it was no surprise that Ye Qingxin fell asleep, and her right hand was scratching her belly.

Ye Qingxin's belly is getting bigger and bigger, and her belly is stretched out, sometimes itching, she can control her hands when she is awake, but she will scratch unconsciously when she is asleep.

Jing Boyuan took her hands out of the quilt, turned around and went back to the bathroom to get olive oil, came back and lifted the quilt and her pajamas, dripped two drops on the reddened part of her belly, rubbed the index finger and middle finger together gently rub.

　Second watch, nine o'clock
　　
　
(End of this chapter)