tough little petite wife

Chapter 392: Ye Zijun's Affair (1)
Ye Zijun picked up the wine glass again, went to the chair next to Shangguan Yuntian and lay down, he had to say that Shangguan Yuntian was very good at enjoying, thinking about such a mansion, such a swimming pool on the roof, such a gentle breeze, it was really enjoyable.

Ye Luoluo suddenly smelled something strange, a woman's perfume, and it should be a very high-end perfume.Ye Xiaoniu's nose sniffed, and it smelled like perfume, definitely not the scent of flowers from the flower plate next to her.

"You've become a puppy." Shangguan Yuntian patted the restless Ye Xiaoniu in his arms.What are you smelling?Isn't it strange that my brother-in-law came back with the smell of perfume.It's time for my brother-in-law to find a woman.

"Brother, are you on a date?" Ye Luoluo blinked her eyes like a cat, as if she still had a fox tail waving.

Ye Zijun glared at Ye Luoluo, "Don't talk nonsense, or tomorrow my parents will torture me again to extract a confession."

"Cut, isn't it? No, why do you have such a strong perfume smell on your body? Are you running around? I analyze it from a woman's point of view. You have a single perfume smell on your body, so you are definitely only close to a woman. And it's...very close. So don't try to deflect the conversation by talking about some untechnical lies you picked up in a nightclub."

Ye Zijun glanced at Shangguan Yuntian, "It seems that you have trained my sister well."

Shangguan Yuntian smiled and did not speak.

"The analysis is correct, but instead of dating, I met a crazy woman and went to work as a coolie." Ye Zijun took a sip of the red wine in his hand.

Ye Zijun went to the dessert shop in his hometown to eat a bowl of authentic sago from G City. This is his habit, and it is an indispensable thing every time he comes to Kyoto.Ye Zijun, the owner and his wife, were very enthusiastic. If it weren't for Ye Zijun, they might have been dead on the street.Every time Ye Zijun comes over, he sees that the store is very busy and will help out with desserts for a while.

The shop owner and his wife would always feel emotional for a while, they are really peerless good men.There are really few such good people.

After eating sago, I saw a woman wearing a red dress and long skirt standing on the street, crying and hailing a taxi.It happened to be the rush hour when people got off work. How could they hail a taxi in such a place?

The crying woman, Ye Zijun frowned.A little soft-hearted, I walked over after thinking twice.

After inquiring, I found out that this woman came from Malaysia to attend her ex-boyfriend's wedding, and she must give back the ring that his ex-boyfriend gave her before he said "I do" to other women.

However, because of the language problem, the taxi driver got the address wrong. She was going to Xingfu Manor, but was sent to Xingfu Road.At this time, I was crying in anxiety, but I couldn't get a taxi.

"Uncle policeman, please help me." The woman tugged on the sleeve of Ye Zijun's military uniform, crying like rain, speaking in half-baked Chinese.

Ye Zijun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this woman was really rude, but he originally wanted to help her.Ye Zijun's language skills are not bad, and his fluent English is three points more authentic than a British gentleman, "Miss, I am not an uncle policeman, I am a brother soldier."

"Aren't they all the same? Please help me. I will thank you very much. Thank you very much." Half English and half Chinese, chattering, speaking a little fast, as if arguing.

Ye Zijun suddenly felt that although his younger sister was quite tongue-in-cheek sometimes, her slow-talking words were many times better than this woman's quacking.

Ye Zijun rolled his eyes, how can I help?Not to mention hailing a taxi in such a place, even if you are stopped, there will be a serious traffic jam. It will take at least a few hours to get to the Happy Manor.

Ye Zijun went to a fellow villager and borrowed a bicycle, "Come up."

"bike?"

"Do you want to walk? Even walking is faster than driving during this period of time. Get in the car and take you there."

"Brother Bing, thank you. Oh, yes, my name is Qianlan, what's your name?"

"Ye Zijun."

Ye Zijun's bicycle took Qianlan to the Happy Manor, and Qianlan's red dress was particularly dazzling.All the street lights on the street were slowly turned on, Qianlan sat behind the back of the bicycle, watching Ye Zijun's military uniform was already wet with sweat.

The sound of people walking on the street, the sound of traffic, and other sounds filled the air, but Qianlan couldn't hear them all. Her eyes were only on the sweat-wet military uniform, and Ye Zijun's panting sound was in her ears.

The heart is a little heavy, and the tears are a little shallow.

Qianlan hugged Ye Zijun's handsome waist, leaned her head against his broad back, her eyes were a little moist.She came all the way here because she wanted to make a break with the past. The man who used to drive her around the streets of Malaysia on a bicycle, borrowed it just because she envied the princess in Roman Holiday. The bike looks like in the movie.

In fact, he didn't know that she was the princess who left home.

That man brought her a different life and different happiness.

She didn't blame her boyfriend for empathizing with another woman or even marrying another woman, but at the very least he should have told her that if she hadn't heard from her friends, she wouldn't have known that her boyfriend was going to get married and the bride was someone else.It's not good to feel like the whole world knows and only you are kept in the dark.

Ye Zijun also felt that the woman behind him was in a low mood, but Uncle Ye, who had never been in love, really couldn't comfort others. Except for Ye Mama and Ye Xiaoniu, he had never comforted other women, so he could only choke out a sentence : Where there is no fragrant grass at the end of the world, why bother to love a single flower.

However, it's a pity that Qianlan's Chinese level is so-so, and she doesn't know what Ye Zijun wants to express at all.

Ye Zijun is also deeply aware that these words that seem to be wise and famous in Chinese are completely different in English.

Simply stop talking.

The night wind was a bit chilly, and Ye Zijun was sweating profusely.

Qianlan just gently hugged Ye Zijun's waist, feeling that this man should be a very responsible man.

The lights on the side of the street stretched the figures of the two people to a long distance...

It took two hours to arrive at the Happy Manor, but unfortunately the wedding was over.

In fact, Ye Zijun understood on the way that it was already so late, how could the wedding not be over yet.Maybe the bridal chamber is already halfway through.It's just that he couldn't bear to hit such an affectionate woman, so he took her all the way here.

Qianlan didn't give up before seeing the bride and groom, so she asked the people at the Happy Manor, she must ask where the bride and groom went, did they go back to the hotel or went home?Which hotel is booked, where is the home, and so on.

(End of this chapter)