Rebirth of the Celebrity Business Woman

Jiang Ye is now living in Tang Jingyun’s house. His clothes are very simple, just two clothes, one for one change. Old Cui took his size and went out to buy it. His original clothes were stained with blood, and The bullet holes left by the shooting were thrown away.

Tang Jingyun's house here is two rooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. The larger room was used by her grandma before. Later, the old man passed away. She cleaned everything up, and burned everything that could be burned to her and left. Most of them are furniture, which looks a little empty. Now Jiang Ye lives in this room.

His arrival was silent, like a drop of water on the surface of a lake, only a small ripple appeared, and then calmly.

Tang Jingyun knows how big the world is, how small a person is, and how difficult it is to find someone among thousands of people. A great price is to be paid, and both human and material resources are indispensable. But facing the man in front of her, she was a little bit bottomless. This man should not be underestimated. When he had something in his hand, he knew that the big man had spent his pains to dig him out of the vast sea of ​​people?

She was not sure, because she couldn't see through the man's hole cards. She felt that she really seemed to have a lot of trouble, and when she was about to turn around and leave the trouble, the trouble stuck to her.

While thinking about these things distractedly, while paying attention to the fried greens in my hand, his brows are calm and indifferent, and the steps in his hand are methodical, turning the spoon, stir fry, turn off the heat, and serve, and a plate of hot green greens is out of the oven. .

Then he took the last plate of greens out and put it on the table, untied his apron, and greeted the man who was looking down in the room reading, "Jiang Ye, I'm eating."

Jiang Ye raised his head, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Okay." Put the book in his hand on the table beside him, stood up and walked to the table, pulling the chair away skillfully.

If outsiders see that this cold-faced Yama actually has a smiling side, even if it is a small smile, they will be exclaimed, this man can actually have other expressions!

He looked at Tang Jingyun who was preparing dinner, and suddenly felt that the decision made by this woman's house was extremely correct. Over the years, he has been performing tasks outside all the year round, traveling around the world, and there are very few days to go home throughout the year. Even when he returns to Kyoto, he likes to stay in his house outside. And these days I stayed here, but I have a rare experience of warmth.

Although the conversation between the two is not much, he doesn't like to talk, and the woman doesn't like to talk, always leaning in the chair silently, staring blankly in a daze, or thinking. But even so, the two strangers kept a tacit understanding, making him feel that a woman like a creature was acceptable for the first time.

In the same room, two people are doing different things, but they can see each other when they look up. This will give him the illusion that this is a warm home.

And this seemingly indifferent woman, who can calmly face the gunner, couldn't think of the side of a little woman, who cooked good dishes.

After eating, the two of them cleaned up together, and they did their own things.

The weather was hot. This house was an old house. Air-conditioning was never installed. Only two ceiling fans were "buzzing" all day long, but they still made him sweat. After eating, Jiang Ye went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Tang Jingyun entered her room. She recently sorted out the things left by her grandma, and found a few gold ornaments. They all seem to be a few years old. They should have been worn by her when she was young. Stored in grandma's cabinet.

Holding the box, she went out and walked to Jiang Ye's room. The door was not closed and half-covered. She reached out and knocked on the door.

"Please come in." The man's low voice came out of the room.

She opened the half-covered door and saw Jiang Ye was wearing clothes with her back facing her, the bath towel was being stripped from him, and she was thrown aside.

The broad back line, broad shoulders and narrow waist, like a knife and axe, smooth and tight muscles covering his tall skeleton, showing amazing explosive power. There are many scars on the body, both new and old.

It is said that the scar is a badge of a man's body, and it is true. Looking at the scar on this man's body, there will be a deep shock. You can imagine how dangerous he has been. This is only the back, and there is no shortage of fronts!

Tang Jingyun couldn't help blowing a whistle, and she praised, "Good figure!" I had guessed that a man must have an excellent figure under his clothes. After all, he didn't look directly like this. This figure can definitely make most men feel inferior. !

Jiang Ye with Tang Jingyun's back turned up, and he knew that this strong woman must like strong men more in her bones. Only in this way would she have the desire to conquer, and he was praised by her. There is a secret pride in my heart.

He picked up the nightgown next to the bed and put it on himself, with a loose knot tied around his waist. When he turned around, he had restored his usual expressionless face, and asked, "Is something wrong with me?" I looked at my figure, and didn't blush at all.

Tang Jingyun raised the box in her hand to signal her purpose, but she didn't rush to get things started. Instead, she looked at this man jokingly, "A strong man can always arouse a woman's desire to conquer, you The peach blossom luck in the past must have been great. If I change it to me, I'm willing to post it upside down."

"They don't dare," Jiang Ye raised his eyes and glanced at her, his tone faint, "They don't have the guts of you." Apart from a few people who can see his body, she is the only one.

"Hehe," Tang Jingyun smiled, "Yes, just one glance at someone is enough to scare others away." She has deeply experienced his sharp eyes, as sharp as a knife, and most people will be scared and crying when they are looked at like this. It is possible.

Jiang Ye looked at this little woman with a low smile, like an overnight flower in full bloom, instantly touching, and earnestly said, "You should laugh more. Have you ever told you that you smile beautifully? This is what your age should be. Some smiles."

Tang Jingyun laughed rare, her phoenix eyes raised, her eyebrows smiled, "Yes, it's a pity, my smile is not something that can be eaten by any man."

Seeing the man on the opposite side swallowed hard and smiled triumphantly, she had been reborn for so long and had been out of the cage, she seemed to gradually find her own smile, not in the exquisite masks she used to. Once smiled in the mirror, she knew how powerful a smile like her was to a man, her green face, full of amorous phoenix eyes, with three or two points of calmness, mixed with a different kind of temperament. .

In the next second, she suppressed the smile on her face, and returned to her usual indifferent, her sophisticated temperament came back.

Jiang Ye shook his head and smiled, "I can see that you really can't bear this smile for ordinary men, and you should worry about whether the red apricot will go out of the wall all day long."

"Hehe, actually you look good when you smile, and you're crazy about women." Tang Jingyun said, turning around and putting the box in her hand in an old cabinet. "This is my grandma's relic. I found it by accident and planned to seal it. stand up."

After these days of getting along, the two people are no longer as blunt as they were at the beginning, and from time to time they can still chat a few words, but this is the first time for the jokes like today. It seems to have broken a certain kind of barrier and opened up the two of them. A new way of communication.

Originally, both of them thought that each other was a cold and reticent person, but today they discovered that they actually have a hidden side to each other. Maybe they don’t talk much, but they are not boring and boring.

Tang Jingyun saw this man at the first glance, and she felt that he had an aura of killing and decisiveness. She was cold and indifferent, making people afraid to approach easily, like a lone wolf. Until today, she suddenly realized that this man In fact, there is another side, like a living person, who are all social animals and are eager to communicate.

"Unexpectedly you still have such a side."

"Both." Jiang Ye said. He always felt that this woman had a calmness that was not suitable for her age, and her eyes always revealed alienation and indifference, like those middle-aged people who have experienced vicissitudes of life. Only when you have a deep vigilance about this society will you be sophisticated and mature, and will maintain an indifferent attitude towards the people and things around you.

"Tomorrow, can I borrow a few books that don't need knowledge about firearms, I have already mastered those things when I was a young adult," Jiang Ye said.

Tang Jingyun smiled faintly, "I am helping you consolidate your foundation."

The man’s eyes flashed helplessly, "I knew you did it deliberately." He just said, this woman is obviously a very smart woman. It turned out to be deliberate. It was really bad, but it was hidden in her plain expression. Next, "If I don't break through today, are you planning to cheat me all the time?"

Tang Jingyun smiled indifferently and nodded very directly, "Yes."

"You..." He sighed, and suddenly remembered the words "communication is important" that Xiao Lu Hongyu mentioned in his ear.

Without saying anything, Tang Jingyun returned to the room after completing her purpose of coming here.

"call…"

Tang Jingyun sat up abruptly from the bed and rubbed her still aching temples. She was dreaming again, and the scene of her death replayed in her mind, accurately and realistically, making her always feel suffocated in her chest, and suddenly no sleep.

However, the dream reaction is much better than before, at least now it is no longer covered in cold sweat, at most it is awakened.

She could not sleep anyway, she simply lifted the quilt and got out of the bed, put on a pair of slippers and walked out of the room, took a can of cold beer from the refrigerator, walked to the balcony, leaned on the railing and drank the beer quietly, blowing. The night wind.

"Can't sleep?"

A man's voice came from behind her.