Waiting for you to fall a flower

Qianxue clenched his fingers gloomily and said calmly, "Mom, you don't know anything about relationships. Don't get involved. I can handle my own affairs."

She turned around and walked up to Ye Beicheng. She stared at the injury on his hand and said sadly, "North city, I'm sorry..."

"It's not your fault. I should be the one to say sorry."

Ye Beicheng felt more pain in his heart, more numb in his wounds. Seeing how helpless Qianxue was, he felt that he had brought all the misfortunes of this woman to her. The guilt was more painful than the hail hitting her heart.

"Go to the hospital and clean up the wound. It's been a long time. You're going to have a tetanus."

Qianxue instinctively said what she cared about, then looked at jingya with a complicated look in her eyes. She felt that she shouldn't have said it and realized that it was what she should have said.

"Qianxue, take auntie home. She's very unstable right now."

Jing Ya reminded her that she nodded and dragged qin lan out. Ye Beicheng and Jing Ya watched her leave, and their hearts were covered with a lingering shadow.

"Ye Boss, hurry to the doctor and get dressed."

Li Da said with a pale face. Only then did Jing Ya come to his senses and immediately pulled Ye Beicheng's arm out.

When she arrived at the hospital, jingya stood by the tap and washed her hands stained with Ye Beicheng's blood. She could not calm down for a long time. Her wet clothes were too late to change, and she was about to be blown dry by the wind, but her heart was still wet.

Ye Beicheng was bandaging her wound in the infirmary, and she came out to clean the blood because she didn't want to see the pain in his eyes.

She knew that the pain had been in his eyes ever since Yang Qianxue took her mother away. No matter how much she ignored it, she could not ignore it.

In the evening, the two of them returned to the Ye family together and saw that Ye Beicheng's arm was injured. The house immediately collapsed.

Ye Mengyao shrieked, "Brother, what happened to your hand?"

Dou Huayue said without even asking, "Is it because of the fox spirit named yu again?"

In fact, Jing Ya was right behind Ye Beicheng. It was not the first time her mother-in-law called her a fox without any scruples. At first, she was very angry, but now she was slowly numb. Anyway, since she married Ye Beicheng, many people thought she was a fox. Her parents-in-law thought so. He Rou thought so. Vixen, she didn't feel that much unacceptable. It seemed that she was really numb.

"Mom, you always talk funny. Does the vixen have a last name? Still surnamed yu? I said dou."

Ye Beicheng instinctively defended jingya's dignity. In fact, Jing Ya was not unmoved by this. From the beginning to now, he would not allow anyone to humiliate her in front of him.

"All right! I don't care about you! She's your mother, Yu Jingya!" Mrs. Ye glared at his son.

She sat down on the sofa in a huff.

"How can you hurt your hand?" 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 had a client's dinner and fell over when I drank too much."

Ye Beicheng explained faintly and turned to go upstairs.

Dou Huayue turned his eyes to Ye Guoxian and said in horror, "Honey, there's a jinx in this family. It's everyone's bad luck. First dad, then Meng Yao, then He Rou. Now it's North city's turn. There's no stopping. I don't know who's next..."

It wasn't the first time Jing Ya had learned her mother-in-law's sarcasm, and she was sure to argue with her on a regular basis, but tonight, she wasn't in the mood.

"Don't talk all day long!" Master ye looked up and scolded.

Although it was a very ordinary sentence, the people who heard it were quite surprised. Mrs. Ye was upset that her husband rarely stood by her now. Jingya felt that since He Rou went to prison, her father-in-law's attitude towards her had been much more relaxed than before. Although it was still a cold remark, the target of her speech was no longer pointed at her.

Upstairs, Jing Ya was silent. Ye Beicheng wanted to say something, but when she saw her unhappy face, she swallowed her words.

He quietly leaned back on the sofa to take a nap, thinking about what happened during the day, and fell into a daze.

Jing Ya didn't know what she was busy with either. She tossed and turned around for a while, then fiddled with it for a while. When she saw that ye North city had been sitting there motionless, she shook him in anger and reminded him, "I'm not going to take a bath yet."

Seeing that she was taking the initiative to speak, Ye Beicheng opened his dark eyes and helplessly glanced at his injured left hand, "How can I wash it?"

"If you still have one hand to move, just use that hand."

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

"Just pay attention to yourself. You're not a three-year-old!"

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

Jing Ya could not bear to roar out: "Then what do you want? Do you want me to wash it for you?"

She was just saying it in a huff, but Ye Beicheng nodded, "Yeah, that's what I meant."

"...

"Then don't wash it. It won't kill you if you don't wash it all night."

Jing Ya grunted unhappily and went into the bathroom. She closed the door and felt a little gloating because she knew that Ye Beicheng was a very clean man. 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, "Jing Ya, can you help me?"

"Are you really not willing to help?"

"If you don't talk, I'll go out and think of something..."

He suddenly lost his voice, and then Jing Ya heard the door open and rushed out in a hurry.

"Stop!"

She yelled at his back, "Do you want to go out looking for a woman again?"

"What can I do if you know I'm a clean freak and won't help?"

Jing Ya glared at him for a moment and said, "Come in." Ye Beicheng rushed in.

"Take it off." He reminded her as she stood still.

"Take off what?" She raised her head nervously and stood in a sensitive place like the bathroom, inevitably feeling a little nervous.

... Help me take it off."

Ye Beicheng sighed and looked at her hesitant expression. He bent down and said to her, "Don't be nervous. I'm really tired today. I don't have any other thoughts."

Her face turned red in a flash, and she understood what Ye Beicheng meant.

"Stand still."

Jingya swallowed and reached for Ye Beicheng's shirt buttons.

Although the two of them had already had physical contact, it all happened naturally in bed. Like this moment, she took off his clothes for him, and this kind of ambiguous thing was really not very natural to face.

The buttons were unbuttoned one by one. When ye North city's strong chest muscles were exposed in front of Jing Ya, she actually wanted to reach out and touch them.

However, she was still rational. Her soft fingertips carefully pulled his arms out of his sleeves. They were so close to each other that she could smell the familiar and charming perfume on his body. Her fingertips were deliberately scratched here and poked there uncontrollably.

She could clearly feel that Ye Beicheng's breathing was heavier than when she first came in. After taking off her shirt, the most embarrassing thing was to take off her pants. Jing Ya had to open his belt with his eyes closed and his head tied.

"What are you doing with your eyes closed?"

Ye Beicheng's breathing quickened a little. Jing Ya opened one of his eyes and looked at him secretly. When he saw his eyes staring at him in a daze, his face turned even redder.

Finally, the pants were taken off in the ordeal. Now Ye Beicheng was only wearing a pair of shorts. Jing Ya turned his head awkwardly and said, "Take off the last one yourself..."

She wanted to escape. Ye Beicheng grabbed her hand, pulled her to her chest, leaned over her ear and whispered, "I've already taken off a few pieces. Don't you care about this one? Besides... My hands are really inconvenient."

Jing Ya bit his lips and sighed. He was facing Ye Beicheng, and his delicate hands were on both sides of his waist...

Ye Beicheng held his breath. Jing Ya's fingertips stirred his body and made a big reaction. He suddenly wanted to ask for her here, even though he was really not in the mood at first.

"You've already pulled it down. You can take it off if you move your legs."

Jing Ya's face was red and he stepped back, ready to escape from the bathroom, but North city's hand moved forward and grabbed her slender waist. Jing Ya struggled twice and said vaguely, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing. I just want to hold you for a while..."

Ye Beicheng said softly with her chin against her forehead. The moveable hand held Jing Ya's hand tightly. It rubbed against her chest for a while, then moved down... She closed her eyes nervously, her palms sweating.

The veins on his forehead popped out, and sweat dripped down his chin into Jing Ya's neck. Jing Ya swallowed hard.

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

She was so embarrassed that she felt as if she was pleasing him, but ye North city wouldn't let her go. He pushed her forward a few steps, pushed her against the bathroom wall, and tore her clothes with one hand. When jingya was at a loss and there was little left of him, she finally realized and roared, "Ye Beicheng, you're the one who tricked me! Can't you take it off yourself? Why is it so easy to take mine off?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Beicheng answered her question with a kiss. Even with one hand, Jing Ya could not escape his aggression. He sucked on her lips and suddenly looked up, "Can you stop biting your teeth?"

Jing Ya glared at him, but still opened his mouth in cooperation, allowing his tongue to easily break in, wrapping the tip of her tongue and performing the most intense tongue kiss.

In fact, Ye Beicheng was injured now. If jingya really wanted to escape, she wouldn't be able to escape, but she felt as if she was missing a muscle. She clearly wanted to go, but her footsteps refused to move. Clearly Ye Beicheng told her not to grit her teeth. She wanted to scold him, but in the end, she cooperated with his tongue kiss...