Ye Beibei watched the Korean drama, slowly stayed up until more than eleven o'clock, got up and went to the bathroom, planning to go to bed when he came back.

When she came out of the bathroom, she smelled a faint smell of smoke and wine as soon as she entered the bedroom, and looked at the sofa, under the warm orange light, Jiang Yuezhou was lazily reclining in the sofa, drunk, thinking that she had drunk a lot, holding a cigarette in one hand, and stretching out the other hand in the direction of Ye Beibei.

Ye Beibei admires Jiang Yuezhou's this, no matter how much he drinks, he will still be well-dressed, not at all like some men, when he drinks too much, he will pretend to be crazy and sloppy.

But now seeing him wearing a neat suit and sitting on the sofa so casually, it's really a little incongruous. She walked up to him and said softly, "I'll go and get you a cup of honey water first, and then I'll give you a hot decanter soup." ”

"Come here!" Jiang Yuezhou couldn't refuse, his finger holding the cigarette stretched out to the coffee table, and silently extinguished the cigarette butt.

Ye Beibei just stood in front of Jiang Yuezhou, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he took Ye Beibei into his arms, and the hand inserted into her hair raised her head, his black eyes only a few inches away from her face still flashed with a dull light, with a trace of tiredness after struggle, and a little compassion and compassion that she couldn't understand, his voice was hoarse and low: "Ye Beibei, what should you do if you let me take you?"

Then he hugged her in his arms and gently stroked her back, half ringing, and his lips rubbed slightly against her ears. Ye Beibei rested her head on his shoulder, smelling the familiar smell of a masculine man, which was a unique aura that only he could make her attached.

No matter how open-minded she is, no matter how good she is at self-comfort, she is a woman after all, a woman who loves Jiang Yuezhou deeply, and before she saw Jiang Yuezhou, her subconscious was also looking forward to it, hoping that he would come back and give her a reasonable explanation.

But when she saw him, when he hugged her and kissed her, she still surrendered uselessly. All the doubts seem insignificant, mediocre and self-disturbing.

Ye Beibei knew that because of love, she became humble and accommodating, her thoughts became more and more forbearing, it didn't matter if he had other thoughts in the process of marriage, the important thing was that he had stayed by her side, at least, so far his wife was her.

Jiang Yuezhou stretched out his long arm to pick her up, his body was extremely hot, Ye Beibei's hands quietly climbed onto his back as if he was conscious, and gently hugged him.

His fiery fingers touched Ye Beibei's earlobe, along his neck and collarbone. Ye Beibei was going to sleep because she had taken a bath, and she was only wearing a nightgown, and she slid off most of it as soon as he pulled it, and Jiang Yuezhou, who was crooked, half-pressed her into the sofa and couldn't move.

Ye Beibei closed his eyes, but he couldn't wait for Jiang Yuezhou's further action for a long time, listening to his breathing gradually calming down, it turned out that he was asleep.

She looked at Jiang Yuezhou who was sleeping on top of her, and her heart became soft, he rarely showed such a tired side in front of her, and the expression on his face was so peaceful that it was almost a little unreal.

After nearly three years of marriage, it was the first time she had the opportunity to look at him unscrupulously, Jiang Yuezhou, who closed his eyes, had no usual seriousness and indifference, less scheming, no defense, like a portrait and sculpture, beautiful and harmless.

Ye Beibei struggled to break free from Jiang Yuezhou's body, did not alarm again, took out the pillow and quilt from the bedroom, took off his coat, pants and socks for him, and wiped his face and exposed limbs with a warm wet towel for him, and took out the mobile phone for him and put it beside him.

After settling Jiang Yuezhou, she lay down on the bed. She has always been slow to fall asleep, and after Jiang Yuezhou's trouble, she couldn't fall asleep over and over again.

Thinking of Jiang Yuening that Gao Qunfang talked about today, if it weren't for Jiang Yuening, she might not be Jiang Yuezhou's wife now, and she wouldn't be his closest stranger!

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Ye Beibei's background is definitely a scholarly family, his grandfather is a famous eunuch in the late Qing Dynasty, and his family is extremely prominent, and he began to serve as a director of B University in the Republic of China, and later came to his parents, who are also professors of B University.

Perhaps influenced by her family, she has been very fond of reading since she was a child, and at the age of 16 she was admitted to B University with genuine results, and at the age of 20, she began to prepare for graduate school.

The classmates in the school call her a genius beautiful girl, in fact, she knows that it has nothing to do with whether she is a genius or not, and growing up in such an environment, it is normal for her to study better than others.

In fact, the dusk when I met Jiang Yuening was no different from weekdays.

After class, Ye Beibei rode her bicycle to the faculty dormitory area, her hair was blown by the wind, she held the handlebar with one hand, and the other hand stretched out to put the blown hair behind her ear.

The family building of the faculty and staff of B University is not high, all six floors, so there is no elevator, and she trotted all the way upstairs. Rushing into the house on the fourth floor, the first thing she did was to rub her two feet against each other, then fell hard, kicked off her shoes, ran barefoot to the nearby water dispenser, took a large glass of cold water, drank it in a big gulp, and then wiped the bright beads of sweat on her forehead with her hands, shouting: "Dad, Mom, I'm back!"

When she looked up at the door of the study, where her father or mother would appear, she couldn't help but be stunned, the afternoon sun was bright and warm, shining on the side of the study door as if covered by golden sand, a young man in white trousers, with a face like a crown of jade, and a slender and well-proportioned figure like a model, stood there, the handsome silhouette in the golden sunlight was like a silent silhouette in an old movie, with a charming and fatal attraction.

The man's clear eyes looked at Ye Beibei fixedly, then slowly hooked the corners of his mouth, smiled, looking at his smile, Ye Beibei felt that the colorful halo of the sun emanated from around him, which was moving.

B University has always been a place for beautiful men, Ye Beibei, who grew up in this place since childhood, is actually immune to handsome guys, but no matter how accustomed to it, the stunning color is still uncontrollably revealed. When she found that she had been looking at the person in front of her for so long without blinking, it was so rude, and she hurriedly lowered her head.

"Beibei, how many times have you been told that you are so unruly!" Professor Ye Zhichu, who was wearing glasses and had an elegant demeanor, walked out of the study and saw his baby daughter barefoot, with traces of water that had not had time to wipe off her mouth, and the two sneakers lying horizontally at the door.

Professor Ye Zhichu of the scholarly family is naturally the most particular about family education and etiquette, but he is inevitably indulgent to this precious little daughter.

Ye Chuchu has two children, the eldest is a son, five years older than his daughter, he went abroad to study at the age of sixteen, and he still stays abroad. There is only this smart and lively little daughter by their husband's side, because Ye Beibei is good-looking and motivated, in the pile of children in this faculty and staff family area, they are very uplifted, and they naturally have to be pampered and pampered on weekdays.