Waiting for you to fall a flower

"What if I like it? Love is never as good as love, and I will never be as good as Yang Qianxue. You can generously hold hands with her in front of your friends, eat the food she has given you, and walk with her. I can only secretly touch you, only watch the food you like, but deliver it to myself. Only when you walk past me holding hands with her, pretend to see nothing."

The more he spoke, the more bitter his heart became. Jing Ya lowered his head and choked, "It's better not to like being liked like this."

Ye Beicheng took her into his arms with a pained heart and lowered her chin to her hair, "Jing Ya, I came to you just to tell you that I won't leave you or divorce you. Although you're stronger than qianxue, she still has a mother who loves her. You have nothing but me."

"Do you mean to break up with Yang Qianxue?"

Jing Ya smiled self-deprecatingly, "Ye Beicheng, how is that possible? I know better than you how much you love Yang Qianxue. There are times when you think of me as her. When you kiss me, you call her name. I don't want a husband like that. I sleep by my side, but I think of someone else."

She stood up and Ye Beicheng stopped her, "Where are you going?"

"Anywhere is fine."

In fact, she was not going back to her parents' place. Coming home so late would only cause them to question endlessly. She was not concerned about her, but worried about whether there was something wrong with her own interests.

Yu jingya wanted to find a hotel. Ye Beicheng drove after her and ordered, "Get in the car."

She ignored him and walked straight ahead. When she saw a hotel light on, Jing Ya ran in quickly. Ye Beicheng followed her. Just as jingya paid the deposit, he threatened, "If you dare to let her stay in, I will close your hotel tomorrow!"

As soon as the hostess saw that Ye Beicheng was a big shot, she quickly returned the deposit to Jing Ya and said, "Look around again. This place is full."

Jing Ya glared at Ye Beicheng angrily, turned around and walked out of the hotel. However, after searching for several hotels and hotels, the man behind her had ruined them...

"Ye Beicheng, what the hell do you want?"

Standing on the street near dawn, it was quiet except for the nightclub.

"Come home with me, it's that simple."

"Can you promise that no matter how many calls Yang Qianxue makes in the future, he won't get up and leave in the middle of the night?"

This was her angry remark, because she knew that Ye Beicheng would not agree, but he said, "Yes."

"Who are you lying to?"

She turned to leave, but he grabbed her arm, "When did I lie to you?"

Yes, he didn't lie to her. He lied to Qianxue about getting married, but he didn't lie to Jing Ya about anything.

"Stop messing around and come back with me."

Ye Beicheng ordered again. Jing Ya turned around angrily, "Don't order me. I'm very upset with your attitude!"

It was enough to play in front of Yang Qianxue. There was no third person present, and she no longer wanted to suppress her grievances.

"Then I have to be tough."

Ye Beicheng picked her up by the waist, then opened the door and threw her in. Jing Ya was dizzy from the fall and couldn't bear to roar, "Ye Beicheng, don't go too far!"

Why is it that when you want to be strange to her, when you want to be close to her, when you want to be tyrannical, when you want to order, when you want to leave, when you want to come?

He remained silent and sped up until he reached the Ye family mansion.

It was already late at night, and everyone was in a deep sleep. Jingya was afraid of waking up her family and went upstairs silently.

Ye Beicheng took off his suit and tie, leaned back on the sofa and lit a cigarette, puffing out smoke rings one after another.

Jingya went into the bathroom and deliberately dawdled inside. She didn't want to face him now. Her body was already flushed red by the hot water from the shower, but she didn't know it. She just stood there stupidly and didn't want to go out.

After a while, Ye Beicheng knocked on the door, "Jing Ya, why did you take so long to wash?"

Without answering, she pulled a towel over her body and sat on the toilet seat, thinking about what she would do next.

After a while, Ye Beicheng knocked on the door again, "Why haven't you come out yet? I'm going to knock on the door if I don't come out."

Jing Ya didn't believe that he would really knock the door. She was so aggrieved today that she couldn't hear a single command from Ye Beicheng. The more he spoke in this tone, the more uncooperative she became.

With a bang, Ye Beicheng slammed the door of the bathroom open and fell off the toilet lid. She looked up at the man standing in front of her in shock and swallowed her saliva.

"You'd rather sit here all night than see me, wouldn't you?"

He reached out a hand and tried to pull her up. This scene reminded Jing Ya of the night he knocked her down with his car. It was the same action. That time, Jing Ya rejected his offer. Tonight, she rejected it again.

She turned her head and said, "I'll get up myself."

The fall just now was a little heavy, and her buttocks hurt with her waist. She staggered to stand up. When her muscles were pulled, she could not help but moan. Ye Beicheng hurriedly picked her up.

"Can you stop trying to be strong?"

He carried her as he walked into the bedroom, breathing heavily.

Jing Ya's body was as soft as a sponge. Even if he held his breath, he could still smell the fragrance after the bath. The towel that she was wrapped in was struggling with just now, and the spring light had already fallen.

Ye Beicheng threw her onto the bed with all his might. Unexpectedly, she hugged his neck and both of them fell down together.

The soft bed first sank into a big hole, then bounced back.

Jing Ya's ears were filled with Ye Beicheng's rapid breathing, and he was pressing on her. The collar of his white shirt was slightly open, revealing the honey skin inside, and beads of sweat were faintly visible on his skin.

She coveted the smell of his body, the faint smell of sweat, and the smell of tobacco and cologne.

Ye Beicheng was her poison. It was as easy to get close as it was to get away from it.

Jing Ya took the initiative to kiss him, very delicate and gentle kiss, like a dragonfly on the water, but Ye Beicheng's suppressed desire exploded in an instant.

"Jing Ya, can you give it to me?"

He breathed heavily and wanted to take the lead, but so much guilt in front of her made him unable to do it.

She looked at the mist in his eyes and asked softly, "Do you love me..."

Ye Beicheng was stunned and wanted to sit up, but she suddenly pulled him down and fell on her again. A tear came out of the corner of her eye. She looked into his eyes pitifully and said, "But I love you..."

His mind was in a mess, and his calm mind suddenly collapsed. Subconsciously, he kissed her and passionately kissed her lips, her face, her earlobes, and her neck.

He slowly ripped off the towel on her body, as if he was deliberately teasing her. His movements were very slow, making her feel as if her heart had been brushed by feathers.

She half-narrowed her eyes at him and met his eyes that had become blurred by lust. She was a little frightened, but she also felt a little restless.

The lingering kiss was like two magnet magnets, hard to separate. Jingya could clearly hear Ye Beicheng's deep snorts and bit his lips. She let go of her mouth and felt suffocated, so she had to bury her head in his shoulder. The night wind blew past her exposed skin from the slightly open window. It was a little cold at night. She shivered a few times, and the man noticed that he was holding her tighter.

Ye Beicheng was Yu Jingya's first man. He taught her how to be a woman and how to feel the happiness of both sexes. Although her heart was hurting, her body was happy.

The only happiness he could bring her...

This night, they lingered for several times, as if to release all the pain they had endured during the day with their desires at night.

Early in the morning, Jing Ya woke up from exhaustion, but when she opened her eyes, Ye Beicheng was looking at her. Thinking of the party last night, she unconsciously twisted her face to the side.

"I have something to tell you."

Ye Beicheng gently blew in her ear, and Jing Ya blushed.

"What, what is it?" She swallowed.

"Today... My birthday."

"Your birthday?" Jing Ya rolled over and sat up. "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I didn't prepare a present for you."

Tsk, tsk. Ye Beicheng shook his head, "Last night, I cried and said I love you. That's how I love you. I even have to say it on my birthday."

She lowered her head awkwardly and muttered, "I'm not used to remembering other people's birthdays."

"Am I someone else? Didn't he say he loved me? Then I should be different from others." Ye Beicheng pressed on step by step.

"I didn't love you until yesterday." Jing Ya suddenly became serious.

"Why?"

"Because I had a dream."

Ye Beicheng raised his eyebrows, "What dream?"

"I dreamed of an old man who told me that if a man does not love you, you must not love him, or he will take advantage of you to love her and hurt you without scruples."

"... But I won't hurt you."

Ah, Jing Ya sneered, "You've hurt me. Remember, Yang Qianxue, this is a thorn in my heart. You're good to her, and you love her, so you stab me with a thorn!"

"...

Ye Beicheng sighed, gently hugged her from behind, and said, "Do you know why I will give your parents money as soon as they say they are in trouble?"

She bent her fingers, "Because you have compassion, and you are kind."

"Oh, I have compassion? I'm kind?" Ye Beicheng shook his head in disbelief, "It was because they were Yu Jingya's parents that I was willing to lend a hand. If it were someone else, see if I had any sympathy."

Jing Ya's eyes flickered and he raised his eyebrows, "Where's Yang Qianxue?"

"...