Chief Forced Marriage: Beloved Wife Captured

Chapter 156

Because of meeting his sweetheart by chance and breaking up with his sweetheart, Ye Beicheng was depressed all day, left the company in the afternoon, instead of going home, he found a bar by himself and got drunk.

Yang Qianxue called no less than ten times, but he didn't answer a single call until his phone was turned off.

At eleven o'clock at night, he came home drunk, and Yang Qianxue had been waiting for him in the living room. When he went up the stairs, he was swaying. She hurried forward to help him, and helped him to his bedroom.

"Jingya, is that you?" He asked in a daze.

Yang Qianxue's eyes were burning with raging fire, she was about to go crazy with jealousy, why does this man who once loved her so much now have no trace of her in his eyes!

Before she could answer him, Ye Beicheng shook his head: "You're not, you're not Jingya..."

Yang Qianxue was dazzled by anger, she turned around and opened the closet, took out a quiet and elegant pajamas, and rushed into the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, she came out, wearing Jingya's pajamas, and her hairstyle was exactly the same as Jingya's. She walked slowly towards Ye Beicheng and said softly, "Beicheng, it's me, I'm Jingya."

Ye Beicheng became delirious due to alcohol stimulation. He stared at the blurred face in front of him with blurred eyes, stretched out his hand to caress her face, and called her name over and over again: "Jingya...Jingya...Jingya..."

Yang Qianxue leaned over his chest, hugged him tightly, tears dripped down the corners of her eyes onto his white shirt, this was the embrace she missed day and night, she longed to snuggle into this man's embrace even in her dreams.

Although it was a bit sad, she used this method to make her dream come true, but she didn't care anymore, as long as she had another child of his, he would never be able to separate from her from now on.

"Beicheng, I love you, I really love you!"

One of her hands moved around the buttons on his chest, unbuttoning them one by one, stroking his firm muscles, listening to his heartbeat, deeply excited by the unrealistic happiness.

The fiery kiss fell on Ye Beicheng's icy lips, she wished she could suck this man into her stomach, and it would only belong to her forever.

Ye Beicheng's desire was awakened, he turned over and pressed her under him...

Both hands eagerly went to untie his belt, and when he was about to untie it, the man on his body suddenly stopped kissing, sat up abruptly, stared at her disheveled with complicated eyes, and said firmly: "You are not Jingya!"

Yang Qianxue was anxious and shy, she rushed over and hugged him: "I am, Beicheng, I am Jingya."

"You're not!" Ye Beicheng angrily pushed her away: "Jingya never wears any perfume other than the Shalimar I gave her!" With so much force, she was pushed off the bed to the floor.

Ye Beicheng was half sober, he had already recognized the woman on the ground as Yang Qianxue, and angrily threw a blanket at her: "Get out!"

"Beicheng!" Yang Qianxue burst into tears, "Do you really want to humiliate me like this?"

"No one humiliates you, it's you who humiliates yourself!" Ye Beicheng growled coldly: "Get out, don't make me look down on you again!"

Having said all of this, if you don't leave, you will really be humiliating yourself, Yang Qianxue picked up the blanket on the ground with tears streaming down her face, hugged herself tightly, and moved towards the door in embarrassment.

"stop!"

She stopped and didn't look back, listening to the man behind her say ruthlessly: "Please love yourself more in the future, otherwise, it will only make me hate you even more!"

The bedroom returned to calm, Ye Beicheng was lying on the bed tiredly, staring at the ceiling blankly, his mind was full of quiet and elegant smiles.

At this moment, how much he wanted to hug her. If he couldn't, he could just take a look at her.

He stood up abruptly, staggered to arrange his clothes, put on his coat, and left home again, going to a place he wanted to go.

The car stopped in front of the villa where Jingya lived. He stared at the window on the second floor obsessively, and opened the door. Instead of just watching quietly for a while and leaving as usual, he shouted frantically with the help of alcohol. "Jingya, come out, I have something to tell you!"

Jingya was also thinking about seeing Ye Beicheng during the day, when she suddenly heard the shout from downstairs, she got up in shock and ran to the window, seeing Ye Beicheng standing unsteadily leaning against the car, she turned and ran down upstairs.

She opened the door, trotted up to him, and asked out of breath, "Why are you here so late?"

It was already past twelve o'clock in the morning, and she knew Ye Beicheng was waiting downstairs every time, but it was never this late.

He didn't speak, but just looked at her closely, Jingya was shocked by his abnormal expression tonight, and nonuo asked again: "Did something happen?"

As soon as the words fell, she was pulled into his arms by him forcefully, nestled next to her ear, and said with a sob: "I just want to hug you."

On a moonlit night, the warm yellow street lamps cast a faint halo. In a secluded dark place, a man and a woman hug each other tightly, expressing their thoughts to each other.

After an unknown amount of time, feeling the trembling of the person in his arms, Ye Beicheng let go, took off his coat, put it on Jingya's body, fixed his fiery gaze on her face, and said in a deep voice, "It's good to see you." .”

Jingya looked up at him and muttered softly: "What's going on crazy? Do you know what time it is?!"

"Time is not important to me, I just want to see you suddenly, so I have to see you..."

He wrapped her in his arms again, and Jingya indulged in the brief tenderness and couldn't help herself. She listened to his heartbeat quietly, and told herself over and over again: "It will be fine in a while, temporarily abandoning self-esteem, losing my mind, Nothing."

"Jingya, shall I move here to live with you?" Ye Beicheng said leisurely.

"Bring your son with you?"

Jingya hit the nail on the head, he was silent, she broke out of his embrace: "Go back."

Turning around sadly, I heard him say: "Tonight, can I not leave?"

With her back turned to him, she said, "No." She simply refused.

She walked forward step by step, even though she knew that there was a pair of eyes staring at her behind her, but she couldn't turn back, because she knew that once she turned her head, she really couldn't turn her head back.

After entering the house and closing the door, she was finally separated from the people outside, and went upstairs step by step. She couldn't sleep before, and now she couldn't sleep even more.

The time passed minute by minute, and the time displayed on the phone was 45:[-] in the morning. She walked to the window in a strange way, and leaned over to see that he was still there...

Jingya was distressed, she knew that Ye Beicheng must have encountered something very unhappy tonight, otherwise she would not have insisted on not leaving, he may have been out of order, but it was always within the range of her control.

Biting her lower lip tightly, struggling in her heart, whether to ignore his existence or allow him to come in has become the most undecidable problem in her heart at this moment.

There was a beeping sound from the phone, she picked it up and saw that it was from Ye Beicheng: "Good night, I'm leaving."

Why are you saying good night at this time?Is it because he knew she was not asleep, or because he saw the shadow standing in front of the window...

Jingya glanced sadly at the person outside the window, threw her phone on the bed, left behind all her worries and rushed downstairs, Ye Beicheng was about to turn around and prepare to open the car door to leave, but the moment she stretched out her hand, someone hugged her tightly from behind. hugged.

"Beicheng." She choked up and called his name, but didn't know what to say next.

Ye Beicheng's stiff body froze for a few seconds, then turned around slowly, hugged Jingya, and kissed her lips frantically, a few drops of warm stuff fell on her face, and was sent into the mouth by his frantic kiss. In the mouth, salty.

Her heart was melted in an instant, she took his hand and ran to the gate of the villa.

When they reached the bedroom on the second floor, Jingya took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck, stood on tiptoe, kissed his chin, and unbuttoned his chest with one hand. Ye Beicheng's body was very excited, but his heart was very disturbed. He stopped her movement: "Jingya, why don't you ask me why I want to stay?"

"I know the reason, why do you ask?" She raised her chin, her gaze was like water.

"But I still want to tell you..."

She nodded: "Then you say."

Ye Beicheng clasped her waist, let each other's bodies stick close, and said softly: "Tonight, I was drunk, and Yang Qianxue wore your clothes, pretending to be you."

Jingya pursed her red lips tightly: "You want to tell me, don't you mind?"

"No, nothing happened to us."

"why?"

Isn't it said that drunk men are the easiest to cheat?Back then, he thought she was Yang Qianxue because he was drunk.

"Because I know she's not you."

Jing Yaxiu frowned, the expression on her face was still very puzzled, since she was all drunk, how did she know that someone else was impersonating her?
"When you were drunk before, you thought I was her and kissed me, but you called her name. You mean, you won't make the same mistake again and again, will you?"

He sighed and shook his head: "No, the reason is very simple, a lover who can be replaced is not a lover."

Ye Beicheng stared affectionately: "So I can treat you as Qianxue because you can replace her, but I can't treat her as you, because she can't replace you. You are my only love."

What a touching speech, Jingya burst into tears, she choked up and said: "Others say that a man who will speak nicely to you will also speak nicely to other women, but I know, you won't."

Ye Beicheng pressed her down on the bed, and he couldn't say a thousand words: "But I know, you can't."

He leaned over to kiss her lips, at first tender and lingering, gradually, the desire of the body made the biting on his lips change from soft to wild and rough, the tip of his tongue protruded, and he pried open her teeth and penetrated into her lips Inside, she swept across her teeth forcefully, and took her tongue, which had nowhere to hide, as if to swallow her, sucking and licking heavily...

(End of this chapter)