Waiting for you to fall a flower

Jing Ya flashed into the bathroom.

After a busy day, his tired body felt much more comfortable as soon as he touched the warm water.

She put a jar of hot water in her spare time and soaked it in it. After some time, there was no sound outside. She guessed that Ye Beicheng must have fallen asleep.

Putting on her luxurious pajamas, she quietly opened the bathroom door and glanced around. Instead of sleeping, Ye Beicheng was drinking.

"Hey, why aren't you asleep yet?" She walked to the french window and complained to his back.

Ye Beicheng did not look back, but drank the wine one after another.

Jing Ya looked at the empty bottle on the table and exclaimed, "Have you finished it?"

He treated her like air and ignored her screams.

"I'm talking to you." She angrily pulled him over, and Ye Beicheng finally looked at her, but jingya was shocked by his appearance.

"You, what's wrong with you?" She stared into his bloodshot eyes. "Have you thought of something unhappy?"

"No." Ye Beicheng replied coldly, his attitude completely different from before.

Just now, he was playing a harmless joke on her without any scruples. He just went to take a bath, and he seemed to be a different person, with a cold expression and distant eyes.

"You're drunk." Jingya grabbed his glass and said, "Go lie down."

"I'm not drunk." Ye Beicheng shook his head.

Jing Ya summoned up his courage and whispered, "Why... Why did Qianxue's mother mess with you today?" She always thought she was curious about what happened between Yang Qianxue and Ye Beicheng.

"There's nothing to say." Ye Beicheng stared out of the window, his whole body exuding a cold and unapproachable air.

"It's not that there's nothing to say, it's just that you don't want to say it." Jing Ya turned around, "What you don't want to say, I really have no right or position to know."

He walked to the bed, lay down, tucked himself in.

In this loveless marriage, she should know that Ye Beicheng was nothing to her and nothing to him.

After some time, there was a sound of footsteps moving behind him. He turned over and looked at ye North city, only to find him walking towards the bed.

"What do you want?" She sat up abruptly, grabbed the quilt to cover her chest, and stared at him with a frown.

At this moment, Ye Beicheng's eyes were blurred and he approached her step by step with a playful attitude.

"Ye Beicheng, I can tell you that if you think of me as Yang Qianxue again tonight, I will strangle you."

The weak warning was not threatening at all. He walked forward and, without any resistance from her, threw himself on her and hugged her tightly.

"Let me go, you let me go!" She tried so hard to push him away, but she couldn't help being trapped by him.

Gradually, she gave up struggling and remembered the pain he showed that night. Jing Ya decided to lend him another hug.

However, she was wrong again. Ye Beicheng was simply taking advantage of her situation...

He let go of Jing Ya, but the next second his cheeks came closer. She was shocked. Just as she realized what he was going to do, she was already surrounded by his burning lips and tongue!

Ye Beicheng kissed her so suddenly that the tip of her tongue licked her moist lips and brushed them gently, then bit by bit against her gums, sucked them, and slowly pulled them, leaving her mouth numb, and even her whole body limp.

Although Yu Jingya was twenty-eight years old, she had never really kissed a man. She was so distant that she allowed him to pick up the fragrance, not even the most basic response.

The electric current ran through her body, sparks in full bloom focused on the tip of his tongue, as if they were all jumping to stimulate her. She was swallowed up by him, and eaten clean by him. Her deepest fragrance was picked up by him again and again. In her mouth, she savored it carefully, but the intense softness that she could not ignore made her ten toes curl up under the covers.

If Ye Beicheng hadn't suddenly gotten so drunk and unconscious at this time, Yu Jingya really didn't know what would have happened next...

Now she had the chance to strangle him, but she didn't have the courage to strangle him, because she knew what it was like to miss someone.

"Qianxue... Qianxue..."

Ye Beicheng called out the name of his beloved woman over and over again in his sleep. Jing Ya sighed a long sigh. He still thought of her as someone else.

"Where's Qianxue?" She suddenly leaned down and whispered in his ear, not sure if Ye Beicheng would answer.

There was a dull silence, and the moment she thought he wouldn't answer, he said something like a mosquito or a fly.

Even though it was very quiet, Jing Ya still heard it.

"She's dead and will never come back..."

Sad to heartbreak voice, containing too much love can not love helplessness.

Dead?

Jing Ya was dumbfounded. She never thought that on the night of her wedding, she would know the secret that she had always wanted to know...

The woman Ye Beicheng loved was no longer alive.

She thought about all the reasons why she left, but never thought about it, because of this.

"Don't be sad, everything will pass..."

Her heart ached as she hugged Ye Beicheng. On this lonely night, she just wanted to give him the only warmth.

Early in the morning, the first ray of sunlight outside the window reflected onto the bed. Ye Beicheng opened his eyes and looked at Jing Ya in surprise.

Jing Ya was woken up by his turn. She sat up and grumbled unhappily, "Don't worry, you didn't do anything to me."

Obviously, she lied. Thinking of the pain in Ye Beicheng's heart, she couldn't bear to embarrass him again.

"Don't drink if you can't. It's embarrassing to be so drunk and unconscious."

Ye Beicheng leaned against the bed railing, thinking thoughtfully, not caring about her taunts.

Knock, knock, knock. Jing Ya walked over to open the door. Outside the door stood the maid of the Ye family, "Miss Yu, breakfast is ready. Please don't keep everyone waiting."

Jing Ya nodded and was about to close the door when Ye Beicheng came over, "Wait a minute."

The maid turned around and he reprimanded, "What's your name? She's my wife now, Ye family young mistress. Don't call her Miss Yu anymore."

The maid lowered her head in embarrassment and muttered softly, "It was madam who made this call..."

Ah, Jing Ya sneered. She was already married and didn't want to admit her as a daughter-in-law. So what if she didn't? Not admitting it would not change the fact that Ye Beicheng had made a big fuss about marrying her home!

Ye Beicheng slammed the door and wrapped his arm around Jing Ya's shoulder, "Ignore them. Come on, change for your husband."

"Get lost." Jingya took his hand away, "I am your wife, not your nanny!"

"Wife?" He jokingly whispered, "Well, remember to do your wife's duty tonight..."

Walking down the stairs side by side with Ye Beicheng, the first person she saw was He Rou, who was standing at the dining table, lovingly pounding Mrs. Ye's back.

"No appetite." Jing Ya grumbled angrily. Ye Beicheng was stunned, "What's wrong with you?"

She raised her eyebrows in the direction of he rou, and Ye Beicheng immediately understood.

"Good morning, dad and mom." Jing Ya nodded respectfully. Mrs. Ye pretended not to hear it, and master ye gave a cold hum.

Ye Beicheng opened the dining chair for jingya and said deliberately, "Jing Ya, mom has a bad ear. You don't have to greet her in the morning. She can't hear you anyway."

"You..." Dou Huayue was humiliated by his son and was speechless with a dark face.

Jingya said nothing, but her heart was filled with joy.

"He Rou, sit down and eat with me." Mrs. Ye pointed to the position beside her.

"No need, auntie. How can I share a table with you? Although my father has done a lot for the Ye family, I can't forget who I am."

Mrs. Ye nodded with satisfaction, "It's still soft and sensible. Unfortunately, some people just can't see it."

He Rou smiled humbly, making Jing Ya want to throw up...

"Honey, eat more." Ye Beicheng took a poached egg to Jing Ya's plate.

"Thank you." Jing Ya smiled at him gently, and Ye Beicheng almost lost his mind.

No one can act well, but when they are forced to act, they will kill first.

Jingya asked for a month's wedding leave this time. After Ye Beicheng went to the company, she immediately took her bag and ran away.

If she were to stay at home, I don't know what kind of evil mother-in-law would do to her.

Outside the house, she took out her cell phone and called Yin Mo.

"Mu Mu, are you at work?"

...

"Vacation? That's great. Come out and get together."

...

Half an hour later, she and Yin Mo met at a coffee shop.

"Honey, why are you dressed like this when you're married?" Yin Mo roared in disbelief.

Jing ya was stunned and looked at her clothes. "What's wrong? Is there a problem with what I'm wearing?"

"Of course there's a problem. You've already married into a rich family, so you have to look like a rich wife. How can you still dress as ordinary as before?!"

Ah, Jing Ya snorted with a smile, "Bullshit rich family, you don't even know that I just got married yesterday, and today I'm living a life of thin ice and deep water!"

"Ah??" Yin Mo opened his mouth in shock, "What's wrong? Did Ye Beicheng scold you? Hit you?"

Jing Ya looked up and said, "Of course not. He's very nice to me. He's his family. Everyone doesn't like me."

Yin Mo wiped his sweat, "Really? No one in that big family treats you well?"

She thought for a moment, "North city's grandfather is fine, but he's not at home all the time. He is..." Yu jingya pointed up.

Yin Mo slammed the table, "You deserve it. You didn't listen to me when I told you to think about it. Now you regret it!"

"I have no regrets." Jing Ya calmly raised his eyes, "The wind to stop the wind, the rain to stop the rain, I married Ye Beicheng."

No matter how bad others treat her, they can't follow her forever.

"That's right!" He crooked his finger, "Come here."

"What?" It's so weird.

Seeing that she was not coming over, yin mo simply sat down and leaned over to Jing Ya's ear and said, "The rich are as deep as the sea. If you want to have a good life, you have to grab Ye Beicheng's heart!"

Jing Ya remained unmoved by her advice. She stirred the cold coffee in her cup without a word.

"It's not hard to catch a man's heart. First, you have to make him leave you. Why not? Then you have to improve your skills in bed..."