Boss on top: My wife is too hot

The posture is stiff, for fear that if the mind is distracted for a moment, something wrong will happen.

The straight look made Ye Shenghao feel funny, and his lips curled up slightly. "Like this, are you afraid that I will eat you?"

In a word, follow one's heart, without any emotional addition, which further set off his arrogance and unruly, but made Jiang Xiyuan blush to the ears.

Is this to see through her nervousness, pretend to be a lighthearted joke, and relieve her psychological pressure?

"How can there be?" Mingming replied stubbornly with his eyes hidden.

"Blame my misreading." The tone was casual, like chatting, "Have you been with him for many years?"

The sudden question made Jiang Xiyuan startled, staring at those deep pupils, she couldn't see any superfluous emotion except chatting casually.

Looking back on everything, it seems that there are not so many secrets in front of him, and the depression in his heart is gradually released.

With obvious downcast eyes, he sighed secretly, and said bitterly, "It's been so long that I can hardly remember the time. From the time he pursued me, to agreeing to date, to getting engaged."

A few years passed like an arrow, and everything changed accordingly.

This is the test that time has brought to them, and it is too cruel.

"Do you want to live a life after marriage?" The movements of the hands are orderly, and the words remain the same.

"If you don't want to marry him, you won't choose to be with him." I sighed inwardly, feeling powerless.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that this is an attachment.

Feelings, once chosen, there are thousands of reasons to persevere, even if the body and mind are exhausted, even if the body is covered with bruises, there is always the courage to convince yourself.

This is also what she feels sad about now.

Didn't notice, the slight pause from Ye Shenghao's fingertips.

He let go of the hand that lightly clasped Jiang Xiyuan's chin, took a step back, and put down the cotton swab, seemingly carelessly.

"Marriage doesn't depend on imagination. In reality, he treats you like this, which has already caused harm to your body and mind. If you are unhappy, there is no need to force it for a certain emotion in your heart." Ye Shenghao took off a cotton towel and lightly Wipe the ointment on your fingertips.

Subtle actions also appear so elegant and noble in the night.

Jiang Xiyuan looked at him, her eyes moved slightly, and her simple words hit the center of her heart. That was her weakness, and it was also the rope that restricted her freedom.

It's just that he didn't expect that he had already concluded the problem between her and Zhang Bo from the two scars, which made her tremble.

"How do you know this?" Jiang Xiyuan looked at Junlang sideways, with puzzlement in her soft voice.

"Is it hard to guess?" Slightly raised his eyes, looked at each other, the corners of his lips slightly hooked, "Usually you can't see it, but now, grievances and entanglements are all written on your face."

is it?

All exposed?
Jiang Xiyuan raised her hand according to the situation, and lightly touched the intact left face. The slight warmth seemed to convey countless emotions, through the fingertips, directly reaching the blood of the whole body.

That's right, because of a phone call, she went to the hospital non-stop, and because of something that happened out of nothing, she was slapped inexplicably. The wound left behind, besides verifying the facts, what else can she pretend?
Sometimes, she tolerates too much and feels that every minute is suffering, but she can only grit her teeth and try not to let herself cry.

But if you stretch too hard and suppress for too long, you will always show your flaws.

Jiang Xiyuan was stunned. She has been loved and loved since she was a child. When her father was around, even a harsh word would not be used on her.

But now, she needs to consider and consider every step by herself, and she has to face and bear the consequences of every choice bravely, including this slap in the face.

Therefore, all along, her peace of mind was nothing but self-deception.

"Brother Shenghao, you said that you have never been in a relationship, so how can you understand what it feels like when a person falls into a relationship. Because you have given your heart, even if you are dying, you want to protect it with all your strength. It is a shameful and uncontrollable thing." When Jiang Xiyuan said this, she didn't realize it, her tone was so calm and indifferent, as if she had seen through everything.

Does a person have to be hurt multiple times to be so helpless when it comes to the purest feelings in his heart?

Under the light, Ye Shenghao deliberately turned his face to the side, avoiding the light, and hid his eyes in a dark place aside.

He took out the cigarette from the box, held it in his hand for a long time, tilted his head slightly, put it in his mouth, and lit it.

The breeze raised the layers of smoke, lingering like a fan.

"If you give sincerely, what you get in return is endless harm. Is there any point in persisting?" Taking a puff of cigarette, with a stern face, at that moment, worry seems to change emotions, shallow and undetectable.

In an instant, something touched Jiang Xiyuan's chest slightly. There was an illusion, as if Ye Shenghao was telling his own story.

It's a pity that nothing can be seen from his light tone.

It was also at this time that he turned his head and faced Jiang Xiyuan, with a small chatty smile, "Emotions are not the persistence of one person, but the trust and tolerance of two people."

Jiang Xiyuan was surprised that Ye Shenghao, who only had a crush on someone before, could have such an understanding.

She looked at those black pupils, as if she wanted to see something deeper through this window, but he was still mysterious, except for the exposed smoke rings, she didn't know his true thoughts.

But it was undeniable that chatting with him made her feel at ease.

"What you said is very reasonable, but some people are more nostalgic, such as me." He smiled lightly and gently.

"What a coincidence, me too." He stared at her with concentration.

Him too?
So, what Ye Shenghao was talking about was his former crush?

Jiang Xiyuan was stunned for a moment, and the cigarette in Ye Shenghao's hand was so ignited that the ash in Ye Shenghao's hand broke naturally, fell to the table, and scattered into a ball of petals.

"It's time to be hungry, but the conditions are limited now, and there is only steak at home, so let's make do with it?" Ye Shenghao simply wiped off the soot with a paper towel, took another puff of cigarette, and crushed it into the ashtray, said.

It was only after this reminder that Jiang Xiyuan realized that the two of them had decided to eat seafood, but she hurried to the hospital. After this long circle, she hadn't eaten any rice grains, and now her stomach is empty. Although she doesn't feel hungry, she still wants to eat some Desire for warm food.

Thinking about Ye Shenghao, spending so much time with her, how can there be any reason not to be hungry?

But now it is impossible to go out to eat, and only cook at home. Although the pain in Jiang Xiyuan's right arm does not subside, she can barely cook a steak with her left hand.

"Okay." As he said, he turned around and wanted to take a step forward, "I'm not sure if the steak I made suits your appetite, but it should be no problem to fill your stomach."

Hearing this, Ye Shenghao's lips curled into a deep arc, and his long arms covered her body, blocking her way, "If you feel comfortable here, you can sit down, or go to the living room to watch TV, and I'll call you when you're done."

After saying that, Ye Shenghao walked away and walked towards the kitchen.