As the eldest lady of the Ye family, the dress of Ye Ying Ning's birthday banquet was personally designed by a well-known costume artist in Zhonghai City, and the other party came to the door with an assistant and a number of costumes.

Zhou Yang also rushed back from the army, and as soon as he entered the door, he went to take a shower first, and then went to try on a suit.

"The size given by Mr. Zhou is very accurate, and it seems that there is no need for major changes, just add a little wrinkle here."

The designer praised again and again, and gently zipped the back of the dress for Ye Ying Ning.

For this birthday banquet, Zhou Yang specially selected the brand of the dress he and Ye Yingning wore that day, and finally selected the designer who has been responsible for the high-end customization of the celebrity ladies in Zhonghai City for many years, and also personally finalized the dress style of the two.

The dress he chose for Ye Ying Ning is very in line with her temperament, revealing her personality in simplicity, bandeau style, the fishtail skirt with a short front and a long back is supported by 11 fishbones, which sets off the upper body is very full and straight, and can also reveal the straight long legs that she has always been proud of.

"I'll write down all the details that need to be revised later, and the dress will be delivered directly to Xishan Villa on your birthday."

After the designer finished speaking, he helped her simply tie up Ye Yingning's long hair, revealing her fair and slender neck, so that she could see the overall shape clearly.

The woman in the mirror is slender and moderate, with two raised smooth collarbones under her snow-white neck, rounded shoulders on both sides forming a perfect curve, and a champagne-colored gown that makes her look extremely noble and elegant, adding a lot of mystery and charm than usual.

The bedroom door knocked softly, and Zhou Yang, who had changed into a suit in the next room, walked in slowly, he smiled very gentlemanly at the designer and her assistant, said a few words of greeting, and then fell on Ye Yingning.

The stunning color that could not be concealed spread in Zhou Yang's eyes, he knew that his wife was very beautiful and had an outstanding temperament. It's just that for most of the half a year after marriage, he almost never had the opportunity to appreciate her dressed up like this - the two slept in separate rooms, and he didn't know how to deal with their relationship, so he kept forcing himself to reduce the number of times he went home.

"Mr. Zhou."

After the designer said hello, he personally sorted out the long skirt of the night baby, and then left with the assistant and gently closed the door.

In the huge room, only Zhou Yang and Ye Ying Ning were left, the two of them were not far away, and the two figures appeared in the mirror at the same time.

"Do you still like it? Mom said she was going to surprise you and told me not to say it. ”

He stood in front of Ye Ying Ning with one hand in his pocket, and said lightly, as if all this was just a matter of being entrusted by someone to be loyal, not from the heart.

"She didn't have anything to do all day, and naturally wanted to have a good time when she had the chance. Thank you for your hard work. I love it. ”

Night Infant Ning tugged at the corners of her mouth a few times, barely squeezing out a grateful smile to him.

She really didn't expect that her parents would be so enthusiastic this time, and they wanted to pave the way for their future, after all, she had no biological brothers and sisters to rely on, and the Ye family's family business could only be inherited by her alone in the future.

"I hope my wife can be more affectionate to me than to hear the phrase 'hard'."

Zhou Yang pulled out his hand, walked over, and walked in front of her.

Ye Ying Ning was shocked to realize that he was so tall, almost as tall as Pet Tiange, and he was nearly half a head shorter than him in high heels.

For a while, an inexplicable sense of pressure and tension came to her face, which made her a little panicked.

Maybe there are too many secrets hidden in this marriage, or maybe she has always felt that her death is directly related to the man in front of her, in short, Ye Ying Ning is not only afraid of Zhou Yang, but also wary.

"Why don't you speak, huh?"

With his right hand lightly wrapped around her waist, Zhou Yang straightened her face so that her eyes were facing him.

I don't know what Lu Dao can say to him, or even don't want to say anything to him, Zhou Yangzhi is only the most familiar stranger to the current night baby Ning, living under one roof, but he can't do it with a bed of different dreams.

According to relevant policies and regulations, if Zhou Yang does not take the initiative to file for divorce from the organization, then it is not surprising that the two will be entangled for many years and continue to maintain this nominal marriage.

And Ye Ying Ning really doesn't want to expose his hidden illness to the world, and making it public may free her from the cage of marriage, but in that case, her relationship with Luan Chi is tantamount to being completely exposed, and she doesn't dare to act rashly.

"No, my waist is a little tight, I'm a little uncomfortable, it looks like I should lose weight."

Night Baby Ning hurriedly changed the topic, her chin was still held in Zhou Yang's hand, so she had to lower her eyes to avoid his sharp gaze.

Zhou Yang snorted on her face, laughing at her for not even being able to lie, so she simply let go of her hand.

"If you tighten it, just take it off."

His hand went around the back of Ye Ying Ning, and he accurately touched the zipper and slid it down.

She was shocked, immediately turned around, and bent down desperately to stop Zhou Yang's movements, and the posture of her body was suddenly extremely strange.

In the mirror, the two are entangled together, one desperately hiding, and the other pressing step by step.

In the end, the dress on Ye Ying Ning's body slipped off her waist, she looked at Zhou Yang in embarrassment, lowered her voice and roared, "Are you crazy?" ”

The designer and the others were still waiting outside, inside a door, and he humiliated her so much!

So close, she could even smell the faint fragrance of his body, it should be the smell of aftershave, the smell of the sea, mixed with the crisp fragrance of mint and green tea, which made people lose their minds for a moment.

On the chest are two thin stickers, skin-friendly design, tightly fitting the skin, wrapping the two rounds of the beautiful shape, vibrating with the movement.

He had seen her **, and on the wedding night, she stripped naked in front of her with a blank face, and the machine climbed into bed like a puppet. She lay on her back face up, her hands folded over her lower abdomen, as if waiting for some kind of torture to come.

A stream of hot air began to flow slowly from the top of Zhou Yang's head, and the qi and blood in his whole body were faintly churning, surging with warm currents in his lower abdomen, all converging to a certain point between his legs, making it gradually become congested and hard.

The long-lost impulse swept through his body again, he was a little uncertain, but extremely thirsty, as if a drowning person had grasped a life-saving straw, and said that he would try everything!

"You let go!"

Night Baby Ning only thought that Zhou Yang was deliberately tossing herself as revenge, and did not think of a deeper possibility, which made her embarrassed.

Immersed in anticipation, Zhou Yang couldn't wait to know if he would be able to pick up the hero again, so no matter what Ye Ying Ning said or did, he would never stop.

"Zhou Yang, you are out ......"

Before she finished shouting, Zhou Yang had already lowered her head, and with the advantage of her height, she couldn't help but block Ye Ying Ning's mouth.

One of his hands was still resting on her waist, and the small dress was loosely wrapped around her slender waist.

His other hand, driven by male desire, pressed against her full chest, squeezed in from the edge of the sticker, and gently kneaded the tender flesh.

Since sharing the bed that night, Zhou Yang has sadly found that he really can't completely dislike this woman, even if she pushes him into the abyss with her own hands.

The love and hatred for her are like a floodgate, the inner desire and the physical impotence, which is tantamount to a dry pot and a fire, which keeps him awake all night.

"That's how he touched you?"

Recalling the scene of that day, a deep sense of jealousy floated in his heart, Zhou Yang let go of his lips and gently spit out a question.