In the dark room, Chen Feifei lost her original nervousness.
This is at Ye Xiaowen's home.
In her more than 20 years on the road, Ye Xiaowen can be said to be her best choice.
I can’t say it’s the best, it’s just that there is smoke coming out of the ancestor’s grave.
If this relationship needs one person to break it, if one person needs to take the initiative, then let her take the initiative. Who should let her be the demander?
This is a rare opportunity. If you miss it, you don’t know when you will have to wait.
She hugged Ye Xiaowen from behind as he pushed in the door. Her whole body was a little tense and she whispered: "Don't leave."
The man said nothing and allowed Chen Feifei to hold him.
Chen Feifei showed no intention of resisting, and gradually felt relieved. Does this mean that Ye Xiaowen treats herself? . She leaned on the man's back, and the broad back gave her some comfort.
"I think the two of us can live a good life, if you are willing to accept me."
She walked around to Ye Xiaowen.
Chen Feifei's heart was beating wildly.
The skimpy pajamas she wore on purpose.
She led him to the bedside, and everything fell into place.
Chen Feifei was surprised by Ye Xiaowen's actions. For such a gentle and alienated man, being like this seemed to be a way of tainting him.
But I thought about it again, what’s the point? It’s true that men have two faces.
"Feifei, are you asleep?"
Ye Xiaowen's voice was outside the door.
So who is this person now?
"I'm calling you." The man said with a teasing tone.
Chen Feifei's blood began to flow backwards.
This is not Ye Xiaowen!
"Feifei?"
Her whole body was about to explode.
"Yes." The man said.
"Feifei?"
Chen Feifei: "I'm a little tired, I'm sorry..."
Climbed to the top of the clouds and fell to the bottom.
"Then I won't disturb you, good night." Ye Xiaowen's voice was very soft.
Chen Feifei's heart fell into the ice cave at this moment.
The bedside lamp turned on, and she saw clearly that next to the man's face was Ye Xiaowen's nephew, Ye Jintian, whom she had met during the day.
His hair was not as meticulously taken care of as it was during the day, because the movements of the two of them had become messy, and the broken hair curtain looked very small.
"Mr. Ye, do I have any grudge against you?" Chen Feifei's eyes were a little red and she suppressed her voice.
This person clearly knew that it was him inside why he didn't say anything at first.
A sense of humiliation enveloped Chen Feifei.
Ye Jintian didn't seem to feel guilty about this, "Miss Chen, it was you who took the initiative to seduce me."
His calm demeanor formed a huge contrast with the ambiguous traces on his body at this time.
Chen Feifei was speechless and no longer wanted to see this person again, "Please Mr. Ye out."
Ye Jintian had no intention of staying long. Put on your pants, "Don't worry, I won't tell my uncle."
He stretched out his hand to make a silent gesture. With that said, he went out.
Chen Feifei lay on the bed blankly.
what to do? She didn't sleep with Ye Xiaowen, but slept with his nephew.
Chen Feifei's head was a little confused. Everything she had done in the past six months was to prepare for becoming Mrs. Ye.
But now, it was all disrupted by Ye Jintian who entered by mistake.
With such a disturbed mood, she couldn't sleep at all.
She covered her eyes with her arms and endured this tangled pain until dawn.
The morning light fell to the ground, and she reluctantly got up.
She looked very haggard in the mirror, and the marks on her body were no less than those on Tim Ye last night.
But fortunately, now that it is the autumn season, all I wear are long-sleeved dresses.
I cut my finger and it dripped on the sheets. Then I found band-aids and put them on, and even put a few more on them.
Chen Feifei opened the door, and what she saw was the man's gentle face, which made him feel a little guilty.
"What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well?"
Chen Feifei flipped up her hair unnaturally, "I'm a little insomniac, maybe I'm sleeping in bed."
Ye Xiaowen was a careful man. He immediately noticed Chen Feifei's finger with three band-aids on it. He frowned slightly and said, "Is your hand injured?"
"I'm sorry, I cut my hand while peeling the fruit and soiled your sheets."
A voice broke into their world.
"Can't you just wash it if it's dirty? There's nothing that can't be washed. Good morning, uncle."
