Ye Qianqing first stretched out his hand and pulled Gu Beilin's slender arm into his arms, then took a step forward and shook it with his strength, and easily pushed Guo Ziqing back with his other hand.

It was precisely because of the surprise that Ye Qingqing was not surprised at all that he was able to leave Guo Ziqing behind and gain the upper hand, "Miss Guo, thank you for taking care of my husband, now that I am here, I don't need you, thank you." ”

Seeing the person who came, Guo Ziqing was unconvinced, and reached out again to snatch his love, but even if Gu Beilin was drunk and confused, he was still familiar with Ye Qianqing's limbs, but he refused to break away from Ye Qianqing again.

"Now you know clearly, who is the person Beilin loves in his heart?" The more she saw Gu Beilin's subconscious dependence on herself, the more Ye Qingqing wanted to make herself look generous, not arguing that Guo Ziqing's existence was her greatest trust in Gu Beilin.

"Ye Qianqing, you are already old, and you can't pretend to be a girl anymore with no matter how much fandel you rely on, do you think you can show off your power just because you are Beilin's nominal wife?" Guo Ziqing snorted in her nostrils, and her eyes were scarlet and continued to breathe fire.

Seeing that the enemy was not not provoked, he increased his weight, "Actually, Beilin didn't take you to heart at all, how common divorce is in this era, how did you get together in the first place, don't you have a tree in your heart? ”

In stark contrast, Ye Qingqing was never angered and indignant, even though she knew in her heart that her initial marriage with Gu Beilin was a farce, but at this moment, when the man's hands tightly hugged her waist and the warmth was so real, any ssowing discord and all the illusions of contention became meaningless.

The corners of Ye Qianqing's mouth rose lightly, "No matter how you instigate, it's not yours, it's not yours! Is the term husband something you can use easily? One thing you know better than anyone else, whether it was, is or will be in the future, there is only one person's name in the wife column on Gu Beilin's marriage certificate, I, Ye Tingqing." ”

Even if Ye Tingqing doesn't want to flaunt his identity on the top, Guo Ziqing has to cherish it. So as long as she understands that she doesn't even have the qualifications to stand by Gu Beilin's side, the more she can anger Guo Ziqing.

If this is the case, seeing that her palm is galloping forward, and she is about to smash it on Ye Qianqing's face, she is not unable to dodge, but because once she lets go of her hand to stop it, it means that Gu Beilin, who is drunk, will slide and fall to the ground.

Between the lightning and flint, the man's big hand covered the world and held up the only sadness left in Ye Qianqing's sight, she didn't think that she would be able to protect her and love her again and again in the state of Gu Beilin's turbid consciousness, is this drunken a little empty.

One moment ago, he was still suspicious, and the next moment Ye Tianqing raised his eyes to look at Gu Beilin's demeanor, his subconsciously squinted eyes, a little cloudy and weak, and his whole body was soft and weak, but the palms of the hands that supported the heaven and earth stubbornly stood on the top of Ye Tianqing's head, and it was so strong that it exploded the sky.

"Hmm, is someone trying to bully you?" Gu Beilin's murmuring sound, there was only Ye Qingqing alone in the world.

In Guo Ziqing's eyes, Gu Beilin's face was full of satisfaction when he saw Ye Tianqing standing beside him, but after accidentally seeing him, his eyes drooped, his hand flicked, and he was resolute and ruthless without hesitation, and he had pushed her to the opposite side again.

"Love, I'm tired, let's go home. ”

Gu Beilin leaned over to his woman, relying on an extraordinarily clear position, so that Guo Ziqing no longer had the strength to fight.

"Gu Beilin, have you forgotten what you promised me? You are so ungrateful, you will regret it one day. ”

But Guo Ziqing's words didn't get any response, and the car park of the three people seemed to be sad as if she was the only one in the world.

Guo Ziqing silently gritted her teeth and hated, she didn't need to confront Ye in front of Gu Beilin, the woman's self-esteem gave her the last dignity, and when she left, she knocked the tapping sound of her high heels crisp and pleasant, as if to tell the world that she had no regrets, but there was no way not to let people know that she left the scene alone.

The lights of the car pool were dimly shining on each other's faces, Ye Qingqing turned his eyebrows to look at the great but unaware person beside him, and only then did he realize that the smell of wine was overwhelming, Gu Beilin's confused eyes, subconscious words, and body language like no one around.

Layer by layer, each piece makes Ye pour love like a breeze. It turns out that love is like this, as long as she can be wrapped without any harm, she can be satisfied.

At this time, not to mention acting as a driver, it is no longer difficult for the part-time nanny to be embarrassed by Ye Chengqing, and finally moved Gu Beilin's swaying body home, and lay on the sofa with all his beards and tails.

Ye poured a mistake of turning around and closing the door, Gu Beilin turned over and slammed his head to the ground without noticing, and the muffled sound of "bumping" made this most intimate contact look funny and funny.

Helplessly laughing, Ye Qingqing couldn't afford to carry the person from the ground to the bed anymore, so he simply warmed up the towel and walked out, but saw Gu Beilin chattering under the sofa with a pillow in his arms.

"Shall we have a make-up wedding?"

Ye Tianqing's hand that tugged on the hot towel was sticking to Gu Beilin's face, and he was stunned for a while at the indistinct words, and then the whole person froze.

"The two of us are formal, solemn, and serious, and it's okay to accept the blessings of relatives and friends once!"

Gu Beilin, who he saw on weekdays, was solemn and cold, but this time he turned into a big boy like naïve and simple, and subconsciously took their feelings so seriously, he hugged the pillow tightly and chattered with a gentle face, which made Ye Qingqing's intuition feel that the bottom of his heart was melted away, moist and soft.

"Who's going to make up the wedding with you!"

Ye pouted affectionately, and put a hot towel on Gu Beilin's face, but it was extremely delicate and gentle when wiping, afraid that if he increased his strength, he would give his lover a trace of damage, and a little more doubt would give him an inch more wound.

No, the persistent hand of the dream man grabbed the hands that were taking care of him, stubbornly and domineeringly clenched his slender wrist in the palm of his hand, but his mouth still murmured like a child.

"Affection, you can't refuse! All this is what I should give you, and it would be better if I had taken a step earlier. You won't have a cold war with me, you won't disobey me, you won't be sad yourself, and I'm sad too!"

"You don't know, the company is so annoying. Only you make me happy, so you have to be happy first!"

The soft voice gradually weakened, but it had already invaded the depths of Ye Qingqing's soul, and she unconsciously burst into tears, yes, it would have been better if it had been one step earlier, and the contradictions between them would not have a reason to grow, the love between them had already blossomed and borne fruit, and there would be no gaps between them.

The silence of the city slowly ended behind the shadow of the lights, Ye looked sideways at the bustle of the world outside the window, and then turned to look at the sleeping face beside him, and couldn't help telling himself in his heart that it was enough to have a man who loved him.