she is not happy

In the dark night, the winding road down the mountain, Ye Qinghe was driving, his eyes fell on Wen Yi in the passenger seat from time to time.

The faint light from the headlights shone on Wen Yi's face. She was wearing Ye Qinghe's windbreaker, her long black hair was hanging down her cheeks, a little messy, her eyes were red, the tip of her nose was also red, and her thick and curled eyelashes lightly curled up. closed.

The corners of Ye Qinghe's lips raised slightly, and his slender fingertips couldn't help clenching the steering wheel. Recalling what the two of them did in the car under the starry sky just now, it was a little too much, and a faint smile appeared on Ye Qinghe's face.

After meeting Wen Yi again, it was like opening Pandora's magic box. Some things she could not imagine before, were actually done with Wen Yi. The feeling of blushing and heartbeat could not be controlled by alcohol or other things. Brought to her.

Except for Wen Yi, no one can make her experience such happiness.

When he got downstairs, Ye Qinghe stopped the car and looked at Wen Yi beside him. She was in a deep sleep and showed no sign of waking up.

Thinking about being tormented by Ye Qinghe in the car just now, Ye Qinghe held the steering wheel with one hand, rested his head on the steering wheel, and looked at Wen Yi in a daze. Like a delicious apple.

Ye Qinghe couldn't help but raised his hand to touch Wen Yi's cheek, and rubbed her beautiful face with his fingertips. This pretty face has long since faded from its greenness, mature and charming, even for a cold person like Ye Qinghe, The flame in her heart would also be ignited by her, Ye Qinghe's fingertips brushed across the tip of her nose to her chin, gently stroking the skin of Wen Yi's chin, like teasing a kitten.

The eyes of the person teased by her trembled, Ye Qinghe quickly withdrew his hand, still looking calm and composed.

Wen Yi rubbed her eyes, stood up, the windbreaker slipped off her body, a few red marks on her fair neck were particularly eye-catching, the person who caused the trouble couldn't help coughing, and looked away from Wen Yi.

"Got home."

"Why didn't you wake me up." Wen Yi didn't realize Ye Qinghe's concern, her voice was hoarse and seductive.

"Just arrived." Ye Qinghe's cold eyes flashed, and he said calmly. In fact, he had parked for a while. She just thought that Wen Yi who was sleeping was very cute, so she couldn't bear to wake her up.Seeing that Wen Yi had unbuckled her seat belt and was about to go out, Ye Qinghe called to stop her.

"and many more."

"What's wrong?" Wen Yi blinked her peachy eyes, and looked at Ye Qinghe inexplicably.

Seeing her pointing to the rearview mirror on the right side of the passenger seat, Wen Yi followed her line of sight. In the rearview mirror, the woman was wearing a water-blue knitted sweater with the neckline slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone and several dark spots. red·.

There was an instant blush on her face, and she looked back at Ye Qinghe, seeing that she was still calm, but the reddish pinnae revealed her nervousness and anxiety at the moment.

"Ye Qinghe, you must be on purpose." Wen Yi buttoned her slightly unbuttoned shirts one by one, bit her lips slightly, and said coquettishly.

"...." Ye Qinghe looked at Wen Yi with pursed lips. He definitely didn't mean it, but he couldn't help it and spoke a little more seriously.

The two got out of the elevator and walked to the door of the house when Ye Qinghe grabbed Wen Yi.

"I'll take a look first."

Wen Yi took Ye Qinghe's arm, and followed her to the door of the house.

The two checked at the door for a long time, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual, they entered the house, but their moods were still fluctuating because of Yao Wenjie's matter.

"Do you want to move to my place for a while?" Ye Qinghe frowned and asked softly.

"It's too far away from the company, so it's inconvenient." Wen Yi shook her head and refused.

Ye Qinghe flipped through the video record of the electronic eye of this day.

"I'm going to take a shower." Wen Yi glanced at Ye Qinghe, who was nestled on the sofa, frowning, and said softly.

"Okay." Ye Qinghe continued to watch the surveillance video without raising her head, but felt the sofa soften. She looked back and saw that the person who said he wanted to take a bath sat beside her.

Wen Yi blinked her peach blossom eyes, took the mobile phone from Ye Qinghe's hand, hooked her neck, brought it to her ear, and blew hot air.

"Ye Qinghe, I want you to wash with me."

"It's so fast."

"Are you sure you can take a quick shower like this?" Ye Qinghe raised his cold eyes and looked deeply at Wen Yi.

"You'll know if you try it." Wen Yi's red lips curled up into a smile, and the charming dimple made one couldn't help but want to kiss her.

So, under Wen Yi's bewitchment, Ye Qinghe took a bath with her. Although it was not the first time, it was in the bathtub before. This time, it was in a narrow glass compartment.

The two were almost stuck together.

This bath took a lot slower than usual, and in the end, I was really about to lack oxygen.

The two came out of the bathroom.

In the bedroom, there was the sound of a humming hair dryer. Ye Qinghe helped Wen Yi wipe wet wet hair. Wen Yi lay sleepily on the side of the bed, half-closed her peach blossom eyes, as lazy as a kitten.

"It's more tiring than going to work."

"That's not what you said just now." Ye Qinghe curled his thin lips, leaned into Wen Yi's ear, and said something.

"Ye Qinghe, you've failed your studies." Wen Yi said with a faint rosy face, biting her lip in shame and anger.

"I learned from you." Ye Qinghe smiled lightly, gently rubbed Wen Yi's long hair with his fingertips, lowered his head slightly, and could smell the warm fragrance emanating from her body. This smell is really good.

"Then I will teach you more in the future." Wen Yi hooked Ye Qinghe's head and pulled her into her arms. The distance between the two was getting closer, and Wen Yi could see Ye Qinghe's love in Ye Qinghe's eyes. For herself, Wen Yi sighed lightly, and kissed Ye Qinghe's eyebrows and eyes. For a good-looking person like Ye Qinghe, it is really hard for her to resist anything.Wen Yi couldn't help tightening her arms, bringing the distance between the two of them closer.

"..." Ye Qinghe was almost out of breath by Wen Yi's hug, she patted Wen Yi's back lightly, wondering what happened to this man suddenly.

"Ye Qinghe, all this can't be a dream." Wen Yi bit Ye Qinghe's red earlobe and sighed helplessly.

"..."

"Mother's illness gradually improved, and you returned to my side."

"I'm so scared. When I wake up one day, I realize that all this is just a dream." Wen Yi held Ye Qinghe's head and buried her in her arms.

"..." At the moment when Ye Qinghe was about to suffocate, she easily opened her hand.

Their eyes met, Wen Yi's eye sockets were still red, like a little rabbit.

"All this is not a dream, because dreams are not as happy as we are now." Ye Qinghe wiped away the tears from the corners of Wen Yi's eyes, and said with a soft sigh.She had the best dream, and none of the things that happened with Wen Yi were so memorable and happy for her.

"Ye Qinghe, after finishing this project, I want to leave Sunward Group." Wen Yi said lightly.

"Okay." Ye Qinghe replied calmly, as if there was no unexpected feeling.

"Don't ask me why?"

"I support all the decisions you make." Ye Qinghe looked at Wen Yi deeply with cold eyes. They missed too much, and she didn't want to miss it every day after that.

"Afterwards, we will do everything together, huh?" Wen Yi touched Ye Qinghe's cheek, their foreheads were touching their foreheads, and the tips of their noses rubbed against each other.

"Okay." Ye Qinghe raised the corners of his lips and responded softly.

That night, the two hugged each other and had a good night's dream.

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In the following days, Ye Qinghe was chased away by heavy work.

In the office of the design department, the air pressure was very low. Xue Qianqian took the design draft and walked quietly to the door of Ye Qinghe's office.

"How is boss feeling today?" Xue Qianqian asked a colleague sitting not far from the door.

"Boss doesn't always have a cold face every day?" The colleague scratched his head and looked at Xue Qianqian puzzled.

"..." Xue Qianqian raised her head and thought for a while, she had seen Ye Qinghe smile, and the boss had a nice smile.

Just as she was in a daze, the door of Ye Qinghe's office opened, she met Ye Qinghe's eyes, Ye Qinghe raised his eyebrows, and said a few words indifferently.

"What are you doing at the door?"

"Boss, I have something to ask you."

"Speak." Ye Qinghe took off his glasses, hugged the coffee cup, leaned against the door, and said a few words.

"Also, let's go in and talk." Xue Qianqian shrank her neck, and panic flashed in her eyes.

"..." Ye Qinghe pursed his lips and looked at Xue Qianqian suspiciously, but he didn't let her into the office.

"Boss, are you sure you want me to say it here?"

"Let's talk." Ye Qinghe took a sip of hot water and said lightly.She heard Xue Qianqian mutter something carefully, but she didn't catch it clearly.

"Xue Qianqian, are you sure you want to talk to me again?" Ye Qinghe frowned and glanced at Xue Qianqian.

Xue Qianqian cleared her throat and repeated it at a normal speed.

"Boss, Mr. Wen sent back your design draft?"

As soon as these words came out, the design department fell silent, Ye Qinghe paused, and looked at Xue Qianqian with narrowed eyes.

But Xue Qianqian patted her chest with a loyal face, and said vowedly.

"Boss, I also immediately reported to Mr. Wen's assistant that our boss's design draft will never be revised when it is handed in."

"Party A's father shouldn't, let alone Mr. Wen."

"...." Ye Qinghe looked at Xue Qianqian speechlessly.

"Boss, am I right?" Xue Qianqian blinked with pride.

"..." Ye Qinghe handed the water glass to Xue Qianqian, who raised her hand to hold it.

"Design draft." Ye Qinghe hooked his slender fingertips, and Xue Qianqian hurriedly handed the design draft to Ye Qinghe.

Ye Qinghe leaned against the door and flipped through it a few times. .

Then it closed with a "snap", and the sound was extremely ear-piercing in the silent office.

"Boss... don't be angry..."

Ye Qinghe was about to walk out of the design department while dragging the design draft and carrying his long legs, but was stopped by Xue Qianqian, who looked at Ye Qinghe nervously.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

"I'll go talk to her." Ye Qinghe raised his cold eyes, still as cold as ice.

Xue Qianqian bit her finger and looked at Ye Qinghe's leaving back, thinking, the boss is not going to fight with Mr. Wen.

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