Chief Forced Marriage: Beloved Wife Captured

Chapter 88

Qianxue clenched her ten fingers sadly, and said calmly: "Mom, you don't understand emotional matters, don't meddle in them, I can handle my own affairs."

She turned around and walked in front of Ye Beicheng, staring at the wound on his hand, said sadly: "Beicheng, I'm sorry..."

"It's not your fault, I should be the one who said I'm sorry."

Ye Beicheng felt more pain in his heart, and the wound on the wound became more numb. Seeing Qianxue so helpless, he felt that he brought all the misfortunes of this woman to her. That kind of guilt hit his heart more than hailstones. It still hurts.

"Go to the hospital to clean up the wound. It's going to be tetanus after a long time."

Qianxue instinctively said the words of concern, and then looked at Jingya after she finished speaking, her eyes were very complicated, she felt that she should not have said it but realized that it was what she should have said.

"Qianxue, take Auntie back quickly, she is very unstable right now."

Jingya reminded her, she nodded, and dragged Qin Lan out. Ye Beicheng and Jingya watched her leaving back, and each other's hearts were cast with a lingering shadow.

"Mr. Ye, hurry to the doctor and bandage him."

Li Da tried to persuade her with a pale face, and Jingya came back to her senses, and immediately grabbed Ye Beicheng's arm and walked out.

When she arrived at the hospital, Jingya stood by the faucet to wash Ye Beicheng's blood-stained hands. She couldn't calm down for a long time. The wet clothes on her body were too late to change, and she was about to be dried by the wind, but her heart was still wet.

Ye Beicheng was bandaging the wound in the infirmary, and she came out to wash the blood on an excuse, just because she didn't want to see the tenderness in his eyes.

She knew that the tenderness had been shrouded in Yang Qianxue's eyes since Yang Qianxue took her mother away, no matter how much she ignored it, she still couldn't ignore it.

The two of them returned to Ye's house together in the evening, and when they saw Ye Beicheng's arm was injured, the house broke down immediately.

Ye Mengyao shouted with a sharp voice: "Brother, what's wrong with your hand?"

Dou Huayue said firmly without even asking, "Is it because of the vixen surnamed Yu?"

In fact, Jingya followed Ye Beicheng. It was not the first time that her mother-in-law called her a vixen without any scruples. She was very angry at first, but now she has slowly become numb. Anyway, since she married Ye Beicheng, many people Everyone thinks she is a vixen, her father-in-law thinks so, He Rou thinks so, sister-in-law thinks so, and Qianxue's mother thinks so even more. She doesn't think it's unacceptable to be scolded as a vixen in front of so many people today. , It seems to be really numb.

"Mom, you always talk ridiculously. Does a vixen have a surname? Is it still Yu? I still say it's Dou."

Ye Beicheng instinctively maintained Jingya's dignity. In fact, Jingya was not unmoved by this point. No matter from the beginning or until now, he did not allow anyone to humiliate her in front of him.

"Okay! I don't care about you! She, Yu Jingya, is your mother, okay?" Mrs. Ye gave her son a hard look.

Furious, he sat down on the sofa and sulked.

"How could your hand be hurt?" Master Ye asked in a deep voice, although his expression was still so cold, it was not difficult to see the concern in his eyes.

"It's nothing. I was entertaining with clients. I accidentally fell after drinking too much."

Ye Beicheng explained lightly, turned around and prepared to go upstairs.

Dou Huayue shifted her gaze to Ye Guoxian, and said in horror: "Husband, there is a sweeping star in this family, and everyone is going to be unlucky, first our dad, then Mengyao, and then He Rou, now it's my turn." Beicheng can't stop for a moment, I really don't know who will be next..."

It's not the first time her mother-in-law's vitriol and Jingya have experienced it. Normally, she would definitely have to argue with her, but tonight, she is not in the mood.

"Don't be crowed all day long!" Master Ye raised his eyes and scolded.

Although it was a very common sentence, everyone who heard it was quite surprised. Mrs. Ye was annoyed that her husband seldom sided with her now, and Jingya felt that since He Rou was imprisoned, her father-in-law's attitude towards her had become more relaxed than before. Many, although they were still speaking sarcasticly, they no longer pointed at her.

When they went upstairs, Jingya remained silent, Ye Beicheng wanted to say something, but seeing her unhappy face, he swallowed back the words.

He quietly fell asleep on the sofa, thinking about what happened during the day, and fell into a daze.

Jingya didn't know what she was busy with. She tossed and fiddled for a while, and saw that Ye Beicheng had been sitting there. She shook in front of him angrily, and reminded him: "Don't take a bath yet. .”

Seeing her speak proactively, Ye Beicheng opened his dark eyes, and looked helplessly at his injured left hand: "How do I wash it?"

"Don't you still have one hand that can move, just use that hand."

"One hand is inconvenient, and the doctor said that the wound should not be wet, otherwise it will become inflamed."

"Just pay attention to yourself, and you're not a three-year-old child!"

"It's not easy to take off your clothes..."

Jingya roared unbearably: "Then what do you want? Do you want me to wash it for you?"

She actually said it out of anger, but Ye Beicheng nodded, "Well, that's what I mean."

"..."

"Then don't wash it, you won't die if you don't wash it overnight."

Jingya snorted angrily and walked into the bathroom. She closed the door with a sense of gloating in her heart, because she knew that Ye Beicheng was a clean man, and if he didn't take a bath tonight, he would definitely go crazy.

As expected, Ye Beicheng knocked on the bathroom door and said sincerely, "Jingya, can you help me?"

"Are you really unwilling to help?"

"If you don't talk anymore, I'll go out and find a way..."

He suddenly became silent, and then Jingya heard the sound of the door opening, and rushed out in a hurry.

"You stop!"

She yelled at his back: "Do you want to go out to find a woman again?"

"You know I'm a clean freak, but you refuse to help, what can I do?"

Jingya glared at him for a while, and said, "Come in." Ye Beicheng hurried inside.

"Take it off." Seeing her standing still, he reminded.

"What are you taking off?" She raised her head nervously, standing in such a sensitive place as the bathroom, it was inevitable that she would feel a little cramped.

"...Help me take it off."

Ye Beicheng sighed, seeing her hesitant look, bent his ear and said to her: "Don't be nervous, I'm actually quite tired today, and I don't have the heart to think about anything else."

Her face turned red immediately, and she naturally understood what Ye Beicheng meant.

"You stand still."

Jingya swallowed, and reached out to Ye Beicheng's shirt button.

Although the two had already had physical contact, it happened naturally on the bed. Like this moment, she took off his clothes for him. This kind of ambiguity is really not something that can be faced naturally.

The buttons were undone one by one, and when Ye Beicheng's strong chest muscles were exposed in front of Jingya, she really wanted to reach out and touch them.

But she was still rational, and her soft fingertips carefully pulled his arms out of the sleeves for him, and they were close to each other. She smelled the familiar and charming perfume on his body again, and her fingertips were uncontrollable. Deliberately swipe here and poke there.

She could clearly feel that Ye Beicheng's breathing was heavier than when he first came in. After taking off his shirt, the most embarrassing thing was to take off his pants for her. Jingya bit the bullet and closed her eyes to untie his belt...

"Why are you closing your eyes?"

Ye Beicheng's breathing became more rapid again, Jingya opened one eye and looked at him secretly, seeing his eyes looking at her in a daze, she blushed even more.

The trousers finally took off in the torment. Now Ye Beicheng only has a pair of shorts on his body. Jingya turned her head in embarrassment and said, "Take off the last one by yourself..."

She wanted to escape, but Ye Beicheng grabbed her hand, pulled her to his chest, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "I've already taken off some clothes, don't you care about this one? Besides... ...my hands are really inconvenient.”

Jingya bit her lip, sighed, her body was leaning against Ye Beicheng, her two slender hands rested on both sides of his waist...

Ye Beicheng held his breath, Jingya's fingertips provoking his body reacted greatly, he suddenly wanted to want her here, although at first, he was really not in the mood.

"It's been pulled down, you can take it off with a move of your legs."

Jingya reminded her with a red face, she stepped back, and was about to escape from the bathroom, but Ye Beicheng hooked her slender waist forward with her hand, Jingya struggled twice, and said vaguely: "You, you What are you doing?"

"No reason, I just want to hug you for a while..."

Ye Beicheng pressed his chin against her forehead and said softly, the movable hand tightly held Jingya's hand, first rubbed against her chest for a while, and then moved down... She closed her eyes nervously, and the palm of her hand Already full of sweat.

Veins protruded from his forehead, and sweat dripped down his chin onto Jingya's neck, and Jingya swallowed hard.

"Let go of me, I'm going out..."

She was really ashamed and felt like she was pleasing him, but Ye Beicheng would not let her go, he took a few steps forward, pushed her against the bathroom wall, and shouted: "Your uncle, Ye Beicheng, you You're kidding me! Aren't you unable to take it off yourself? Why is it so easy to take off mine?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Beicheng directly answered her question with a kiss. Even with one hand, Jingya couldn't escape his aggression. He sucked her lips hard, then suddenly raised his head and said, "Don't you Can you grit your teeth?"

Jingya gave him a hard look.

In fact, Ye Beicheng is injured now. If Jingya really wanted to escape, she would not be able to escape, but she felt like she was missing a muscle. She clearly wanted to leave in her heart, but she refused to move. Obviously Ye Beicheng told her not to Gritting her teeth, she wanted to open her mouth to scold him...

(End of this chapter)