Qin Zhenghuang returned to his usual domineering tone, but his tone was not so condescending, faintly, and there was a little coquettishness.

I just drank some wine with He Jingpei just now, and I haven't eaten for a long time, so I really feel a little hungry at this time.

Looking at Yang Ye, who was full of wine and food, he suddenly wanted to send her to do something for himself in his heart.

When Yang Ye heard this, she was slightly dissatisfied, and narrowed her eyes slightly, but thinking of his performance for a period of time, it was remarkable, she smiled at the corner of her lips, and said in a coquettish tone, "Alas, just listen to your dispatch once." ”

She went downstairs, opened the refrigerator in the kitchen, and took out two eggs and a bag of noodles, intending to give him a bowl of noodles.

Although Yang Ye was a little drunk, he was still very skilled in cooking, and soon a bowl of fragrant egg noodles was ready, served and placed in front of Qin Zhenghuang.

"Taste it, is it delicious?" Yang Ye was exceptionally obedient today, pointing to the bowl of noodles with a smile in his eyebrows, and handed the chopsticks to him.

Qin Zhenghuang took the chopsticks, a smile on the corner of his lips loomed, and his voice was a little warm and peaceful, "Well, it looks good." ”

Picking up a noodle and eating it in his mouth, the taste was really good, and Qin Zhenghuang began to eat it in large gulps.

While eating noodles, the corner of his eye looked at Yang Ye.

She had just come back from a party, her hair was scattered casually on her temples, and she was wearing a gentle little dress made of tweed, and the three-dimensional cut outlined her delicate curves well, elegant and generous at the same time, there was also some little playfulness.

It's just that the cooking apron covered outside has a bit of a mismatch.

However, the home-like Yang Ye is more like Qin Zhenghuang's eyes, he likes the Yang Ye at this time, and he feels warmer and more down-to-earth.

Women, make this home more like a home, more homely.

A desire to settle down in this home came spontaneously.

After Qin Zhenghuang finished eating, Yang Ye cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and then took off his apron, "You go to rest, I also washed and slept." After that, he picked up the pajamas next to the bed and went to the bathroom.

As soon as she didn't take two steps, a clear man's masculinity came from behind, Qin Zhenghuang suddenly hugged her from behind, and his ape arms wrapped around her slender waist and hugged her tightly.

"I'm not leaving, let me accompany you here, okay?" His sexy lips were close to Yang Ye's ear, kissing her ear and lips lightly, slowly moving along the skin of her neck, gentle and affectionate.

Yang Ye trembled lightly in his arms, looked back at the fiery gaze, and asked softly in a soft voice, "Is President Qin's order for me to obey absolutely?" she pretended to be calm and locked on Qin Zhenghuang's eyes.

"Professor Yang, the student didn't dare to order, just requested. Qin Zhenghuang twitched the corners of his mouth, with a touch of evil on his face, and said lightly, the eagerness in his eyes was obvious.

After speaking, the arm that he held Yang Ye's body strengthened even more, his lips moved slowly, kissed her red little mouth, and tossed and turned.

Yang Ye couldn't help but be confused for a while, his body became softer and softer, and his breathing became short.

After a while, he picked up Yang Ye and threw him on the sofa.

"Professor Yang, how about we have a glass of wine?" Qin Zhenghuang still hugged her and whispered in her ear.

Yang Ye was forced to sit on the sofa, and for a while he was very ashamed of his confusion.

Without waiting for Yang Ye to speak, he straightened up and opened the door to go out.

Must have gone to the wine cabinet below to get the wine.

It can be seen that he must have drunk a lot at night, and he drank some himself, and he still drinks it?

Yang Ye sat on the sofa, a little hesitant, thinking about how to deal with him when he came up for a while.

However, I don't know what's going on, today's self doesn't seem to reject him, and inexplicably, there is a trace of longing in the depths of my heart.

This feeling made Yang Ye very uneasy, and she secretly warned herself, trying to nip her thoughts in the bud.

When she was still struggling with her thoughts, Qin Zhenghuang came in with a bottle of red wine and two tall wine glasses, sat next to Yang Ye, opened the red wine, and poured it into the two glasses respectively.

Yang Ye's eyes wandered at him, and he couldn't decide whether he wanted to refuse.

Qin Zhenghuang handed her the wine glass, his expression was gentle, and his eyes were scorching, "Professor Yang?"

Yang Ye took it, shook it elegantly, watched the red wine in the cup stir with her shaking juice, brought it to her mouth, smelled the thick mellow fragrance that emanated, and teased, "Isn't classmate Qin already drunk with his friends, don't you want to get drunk?"

Qin Zhenghuang's long body sank into the sofa lazily, and he took a sip alone, his expression suddenly a little cold, "Yu Wenhui said that he was drinking with me. ”

Yang Ye was slightly stunned, his answer was beyond her expectations.

What is there to be bored with Qin Zhenghuang?

When I say it now, I must be talking about myself.

Yang Ye frowned, did not answer, and the room instantly fell into a dull place.

Qin Zhenghuang sat next to her, looking intently at Yang Ye's side face, maintaining a posture, noble, restrained, star-like bright ink eyes, deeper than the midnight sky.

Yang Ye turned his head to stare at it, the hand holding the goblet couldn't help but clench a little, his eyebrows were frowning, and his heart seemed to be pulled by something, and it hurt numbly.

Is he sad? Is he concerned about himself?

Qin Zhenghuang held the wine glass, his eyes were a little sloppy, and suddenly, he slowly focused on Yang Ye's body, as if it had some kind of special function, and easily penetrated her mind.

"It's not sadness, it's anger. He replied.

Yang Ye's behavior did not make her sad, but she broke her heart, and the people who can be worth the sadness must be the ones who care about themselves.

After seeing through these, Qin Zhenghuang's heart suddenly brightened.

He said that he was angry, one was angry with himself, and the other was angry with Yang Ye.

"I didn't want to drink, I had dinner with He Jingpei, Zhong Yao called and said that today is his birthday, they are all very good friends, and we have no reason not to ......" Yang Ye only thought that he was angry with his actions tonight, his face froze, and he was anxious to explain.

I don't know why, when he said that he was angry, Yang Ye wanted to explain, and the mood of wanting to explain to him was particularly urgent, and even she herself was surprised by her own mood.

What's the matter? What's the big deal if he misunderstands or not!

Another voice in my heart was also calling.

Yang Ye's smart eyes blinked lightly, and he sighed leisurely in his heart, "No longer deliberate, move with your heart." The diamond lips instantly opened a graceful arc, and the face was like a blooming peach blossom, and the flowers were red.

"Qin Zhenghuang, have a drink. She turned around, the wine glass in her hand and Qin Zhenghuang's touched together, her charming eyes flickered, and she fell on that handsome face undisguisedly, and said softly.