Chapter 62: The smell of another woman's perfume on her body
This is the most exclusive VIP card in Xincheng, and there are only five in the city.
The waiter respectfully held the card and widened his eyes in surprise, unable to hide the surprise in his heart.
"Mr. Qin, I also chose a set of ......" Yang Bingqing looked at Qin Zhenghuang's face, his mouth was hesitant, and he was unwilling.
Holding a black card, naturally not bad for the money of his clothes, Yang Bing calculated it.
Qin Zhenghuang's face flashed with an evil charm, and he looked down at Yang Ye, "Madam, are you going to go shopping for anything else?" I'll accompany you." "The gentle and considerate appearance makes people look red.
"I'm a little tired and want to go home. Yang Ye cooperated with him, extremely soft, and his voice was crisp to the bones.
Qin Zhenghuang suddenly had a trace of worry, walked over and said to the waiter while signing, "According to this size, pick a few sets of clothes that suit her and send them to this address." ”
After writing the address, he walked back, holding Jan over his shoulder and walking out.
Yang Bingqing followed closely and happily followed out, carrying the shopping bag that had just been wrapped for her.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a few steps, he was stopped by the waiter, "I'm sorry, miss, you haven't paid for this dress yet." ”
......Hearing this, she was instantly embarrassed.
Standing at the door, walking is not going or not walking, moving upward, and casting a vicious gaze on the Yang Ye in front.
Yang Ye heard the clerk's words, slowly turned around, a clear gaze met with Yang Bingqing's gaze, and the delicate little face appeared with an evil smile after success, a mockery.
As if pierced by a sharp sword, Yang Bingqing threw the bag in his hand to the clerk, snorted coldly in his mouth, and went out in the opposite direction of Yang Ye and them.
The play is over, so there is no need to pull and pull.
Going out, Yang Ye let go of Qin Zhenghuang and deliberately staggered the distance.
"Wow! Qin Shao has changed his girlfriend again, how long do you think you can stay with her this time?"
Yang Ye retracted his eyes and vaguely heard the clerk's discussion behind him.
"This woman is much stronger than Qin Shao's before, and it is estimated that she will have half a year. ”
"I've seen enough, Qin Shao's woman, when will it be more than three months!"
The voice of discussion became weaker and weaker behind him, Yang Ye hooked his lips and turned his head to look at Qin Zhenghuang. "Mr. Qin, you should be happy, this is to praise your charm. Yang Ye laughed playfully.
"Hurry up, don't swallow it slowly. He frowned, a little unhappy, his eyes gloomy, and sneered.
Yang Ye caught up with him, raised his eyes, and saw the shadows of the two of them on the huge glass window in the supermarket, overlapping each other, very compatible.
In a trance, Yang Ye silently stood on the electric escalator on the next level.
Streamers and shadows, everything is a passing cloud.
Things are people, Yang Ye bent his lips and laughed at himself, it was just a fleeting illusion.
Night, quiet.
The huge villa was empty and depressing, making people breathless, Yang Ye had no sleep, and went up to the rooftop of the top floor alone.
It is the night of the full moon, sitting on the stone bench on the rooftop, you can clearly see the bleakness of the full moon.
Looking up at the starry sky, she was immersed in her own world, her expression focused.
I didn't notice at all that behind her, there was a tall back.
Her posture of looking up is very beautiful, under the soft moonlight, like a silhouette, like Chang'e in the Moon Palace, lonely and poignant.
Qin Zhenghuang snuggled on the pillar behind her, his deep eyes were slightly constricted, with a hint of drunkenness and exhaustion, admiring her beauty, and there was a trace of heartbeat inexplicably.
Dinner was eaten at home, and Yang Ye said that drinking less could relieve fatigue, and then he drank obediently......
Qin Zhenghuang looked at the silhouette of the woman in a daze, and the words "Chang'e running to the moon" flashed in his mind, and then, his mind was inexplicably disturbed.
"Isn't it cold to sit here?" he said suddenly, in a low and magnetic voice, which sounded intoxicating, but his tone seemed to hide ice, cooler than the moonlight of late autumn.
Yang Ye looked back in astonishment, only to see him standing next to the red pillar, his slender and straight figure was vividly displayed in the half-light and half-dark moonlight, and his delicate and perfect facial features became more and more three-dimensional, handsome and meticulous.
This man always has a unique charm, he can eclipsate all the scenery around him in an instant, and easily make himself the center of attention.
He walked towards her with a light smile, stretched out his arm without warning, and strongly wrapped his arms around Yang Ye's waist.
Yang Ye couldn't dodge and fell into his arms, his head swaying from side to side, dodging his lips.
"It smells so good. His head rested in her hair, and he breathed deeply in the faint fragrance there, narrowing his eyes slightly in fascination.
Facing his strong embrace, Yang Ye no longer struggled, but just tensed his body, showing his resistance.
After a few seconds, Qin Zhenghuang let go of her, "Go down and put me the bath water, I'm tired." ”
Remembering that he had taught Yang Bingqing a lesson today, Yang Ye did not refute and followed him obediently.
Perhaps, she will try to learn to be a little more obedient, and say "no" to this man who is used to controlling everything, will life be more harmonious?
Yang Ye remembered this word, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but sneer with an evil smile.
After putting water in the bathroom and testing the water temperature, Yang Ye was about to leave when Qin Zhenghuang came in.
His tall body was there, next to Yang Ye's body, and the originally spacious bathroom felt that the space was suddenly narrow, and even the air was a little thin, making people unable to breathe.
Neither of them spoke, and the room suddenly became quiet, and some ambiguous atmosphere flowed.
"The water is ready, you wash it first, I'm out." Yang Ye lowered his head, lest he irritate Qin Zhenghuang, and after speaking, he wanted to raise his feet and walk out.
Unexpectedly, he was still grabbed by Qin Zhenghuang and hugged in his arms, and then his body was tightly pressed against the smooth and cold wall of the bathroom.
Yang Ye frowned, and twisted his body nervously, not wanting the friction of his body to make Qin Zhenghuang's nerves all over his body hot, and his arm was even harder, almost pressing the strength of his whole body on her body.
Yang Ye could see his shrunken face from his eyes, and felt his burning breath, and his cheeks suddenly turned red.
In Qin Zhenghuang's eyes, it was like a tempting apple, and his body instinctively reacted.
"Wash together?" he stared at Yang Ye's delicate white face, the corners of his lips hooked evilly, and his eyes flashed with a hot light.
Yang Ye looked up at him, and there was a hint of mockery in his clear and bright eyes, "Mr. Qin, you still have the smell of other women's perfumes on you." ”
After speaking, he reached out and waved his nose.
Qin Zhenghuang was stunned, his tall body seemed to be shaken, and taking advantage of this gap, Yang Ye broke free from him and escaped.
Qin Zhenghuang was left standing in the bathroom, his eyes were cold.