In the folder, there are letters of recommendation and resumes that He Jingpei opened for himself, and he planned to scan them and send emails to foreign institutions, but when he went out this morning, he forgot to catch them in the college and left them at home.

Yang Ye was afraid that Qin Zhenghuang would find out, so he quietly put the folder on the bedside table with some weakness.

Fortunately, Qin Zhenghuang's attention was not here, she had just put the documents away, and an arm suddenly wrapped up from behind her and hugged her into her arms.

His lips pressed to her ear, and he whispered softly and ambiguously, "Just treat today as our wedding night, okay?"

When he saw the document, the idea of escaping in Yang Ye's heart began to surge, and his heart grew legs, as if he had flown abroad.

Qin Zhenghuang's ambiguous words, because of Yang Ye's dual-mindedness, were a little indifferent, and there was not much reaction.

Her soft, white little hand was on his chest, and between the palms was an invasive cold.

"Huh?" he thought that Yang Ye was shy, raised the corners of his lips, smiled evilly, and softly expressed his doubts.

But her hand was not idle, rubbing on Yang Ye's body, and the strong stimulation ignited her instantly.

Her soft body rubbed against his body, and a pair of small hands resisted indiscriminately with his big hands, but there was no trace of strength.

"Yang Ye, be obedient......" Qin Zhenghuang's throat kept rolling, trying his best to forbear, and his movements were extremely gentle.

In the face of this woman, no one could have the strength, but now seeing Yang Ye's reaction, he instantly lost control, and soon turned into a stormy plunder.

The woman was willing to take herself back to the Yang family, met the elders of the Yang family, and he, the uncle of the Yang family, finally came to the front of the stage from behind the scenes.

Qin Zhenghuang was indeed a little excited.

During this period of time, Yang Ye's cold war with himself, because of this timing, such a major change has taken place.

Qin Zhenghuang released the arrogance in his heart to the fullest, and the two of them were obsessed with each other all night, knowing that when the sky was bright, they no longer had the strength and fell asleep.

The soft silk was wrapped, Qin Zhenghuang let Yang Ye pilllow in the crook of his arm, and gently wiped the fine beads of sweat on her face with one hand, her eyes full of love.

"Woman, how good it has been so well-behaved!" he leaned over and gave a heavy kiss to her smooth forehead, sighed contentedly, and held her tightly in his arms.

With her by his side, unprecedented down-to-earth happiness filled his heart, and he felt relaxed all over his body.

When Yang Ye woke up, it was already dark again.

She slept for a whole day, slowly opened her eyes, the room was already lit up, as far as the eye could see, a large handful of beautiful roses were impressively placed on the bedside table, Yang Ye closed her eyes, her nose was filled with the rich fragrance of roses, refreshed, she blinked her long curved eyelashes comfortably, and the corners of her lips raised a smile.

What happened last night was more violent than ever, it really felt like a dream.

Her hand slid lightly over her body, still naked, she was a little embarrassed, her face flushed, and she couldn't help but twist her body.

With this movement, she felt as if her body had been crushed, the pain was unbearable, and her face turned even redder.

It's not the first time for them, but every time it's a different feeling, Yang Ye couldn't help blushing and heartbeating, his head shrank into the quilt, and he covered his whole body shyly.

Although Qin Zhenghuang was not in front of him, Yang Ye still had a feeling of embarrassment.

Qin Zhenghuang had just driven into the yard at this time, and got out of the car and made a phone call, "Wenhui, you can help me plan well, be romantic and warm." ”

He was on the phone with Yu Wenhui.

Qin Zhenghuang talked about the phone and did not enter the house, but turned around and walked on the path in front of him, talking as he walked.

"Where are you going to do it? How many people? Give me an idea, and I can arrange it. Yu Wenhui's voice sounded a little embarrassed.

Qin Zhenghuang's temper is difficult to grasp, they all know that now that they are suddenly asking him to help make such a play, it is still difficult to understand his mind for a while.

is so grand and attentive, it seems that he really wants to stabilize, and that girl must have been deeply attracted to him.

Thinking that although he didn't have much contact with Yang Ye, her appearance was also deeply imprinted in Yu Wenhui's mind, and he couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

When Qin Zhenghuang heard this, he was a little impatient, "If you don't have an idea, you can do it." ”

His heart was like a mess, except for a little inexplicable anticipation and excitement, he didn't feel anything else, and his aura was completely absent in other aspects.

"I didn't expect Mr. Qin to have such a time, it's unbelievable. Well, in order to support your romance, brother, I will work hard. Don't worry, I'll do it well. Yu Wenhui's voice laughed from the earpiece, but the answer was very affirmative.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Zhenghuang slowly paced back, opened the door and entered the house.

When he went upstairs, Yang Ye happened to have just hid in the quilt, his body twisted slightly, looking at her childish movements, Qin Zhenghuang couldn't help but laugh.

He sat down on the edge of the bed gently, the bed sank, he didn't have to speak, Yang Ye also knew that he was back, and his face covered in the quilt was even more embarrassed.

Qin Zhenghuang didn't care about her embarrassment at all, and wanted to lift the quilt off her, although Yang Ye pulled the corner of the quilt hard, but he still couldn't break him, and he pulled it away vigorously, revealing his naked body,

He covered her, holding her under him, unable to move, "What, shy? I'll cover you." The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he smiled evilly.

Yang Yexiao's face was red, and his beautiful eyes looked at him shyly, "You went to the company?"

"Well, there are some things that need to be dealt with. Qin Zhenghuang held her weak and boneless little hand and played with it in his hand, "Yang Ye, you last night, let me*!" The low voice is unusually ambiguous.

Yang Ye's face turned even redder, his little hand slapped him, and said coquettishly, "Vulgar!"

Qin Zhenghuang laughed.

Yang Ye got up and went to the bathroom, took a shower, changed his clothes and walked out, Qin Zhenghuang was already sitting on the sofa, squinting slightly, sitting there fixedly, thoughtful.

"What are you thinking?" Yang Ye wiped his wet hair, walked up to him, and asked softly.

Qin Zhenghuang seemed to suddenly know that she walked to her, raised his eyes, paused for a moment, and immediately smiled, "Yang Ye, what dowry do I need to prepare?"

It may be that Hua Miaojie's words of "asking for a bride price" stimulated him and made him never forget it.

Yang Ye frowned, his good-looking eyes became a little serious, the bride price that Hua Miaojie wanted was nothing more than Qin's shares, how could he talk to Qin Zhenghuang?

However, before Yang Ye could come up with a response, he heard Qin Zhenghuang's slightly relaxed words.

"Yang Ye, I will give you ten percent of the Qin family's shares as a dowry. ”