Ye Luwei had another lonely night without one. When he went upstairs opposite and coaxed the three beautiful women who were waiting for him to explain, it was twelve o'clock.

The house over there is a three-bedroom house with two bathrooms. Ju Rongmei unceremoniously occupied the master bedroom, and when Ye Luwei passed, she was losing her temper and there was nothing in the room, and she tore up with Hu Weiwei, who was in charge of cleaning up the room. Huang Qingju was still much more well-behaved, and she found a room to sleep indiscriminately.

Ye Luwei brought fruit and water, as well as a large basin of toiletries for the three of them, and came into the house with no free hands, and no one helped to take over, which was quite tragic in his heart. Don't talk about the ideal of a man in the tile country, three wives and four concubines, now you can't get three of them, think about what if seven...... Oh, my whole body shuddered.

Seeing Ye Luwei come in with a smile, Ju Rongmei and Hu Weiwei snorted at each other tacitly, turned around and entered their respective rooms, but they didn't close the door.

Ye Luwei let out a long sigh, feeling that he had sighed too much recently, a little bit of the early signs of asthma. After putting my things, I went to check the facilities in this room.

Last night he came over and took a simple shower and went to sleep, and he didn't look at the other rooms. Careful inspection found that this house is very well prepared, with everything, including slippers, which is completely up to the level of a blessed home that can be moved in without a bag, it really doesn't look like Hu Weiwei is tidying up.

Ye Luwei thought about it and felt that it was impossible for the three people in this room to clean up together. The most capable housekeeper among the three is now Ju Rongmei.

But even if it is Ju Rongmei, let her pack up a house and come out to live, she may think that it is just to clean up and make the bed, where do you know that there are these trivial things in the corners and corners, which is the source of happiness for a comfortable home.

After going to the sanitation first and getting a large basin of water, Ye Luwei took it to Huang Qingju's room, and secretly closed the door of the room. didn't make much move, Huang Qingju's face turned red, turned sideways inside, and muttered: "Phew, don't close the door, I, I'm inconvenient......"

Ye Luwei originally just wanted to wash her face and feet or something, but he didn't think about anything else at all, when he heard Huang Qingju say this, he was overjoyed, and went directly to the bed to hug Huang Qingju, bit her ear and said, "Maomao, have you thought about it?" Quack ......"

"You let go and laugh so badly. No, I didn't think about it. Huang Qingju said with a smile, looking at Ye Luwei bravely with his eyes.

"Hehe, I hear it, don't go back! When I come back from Shenzhen, the off-road vehicle I ordered will definitely arrive, and then the two of us will go to a place with blue skies and white clouds, your favorite place, and don't let them follow, just the two of us, okay? Ye Luwei turned Huang Qingju's body over, stared at her eyes and said seriously.

"Well, I, I figured it out, you bastard wouldn't let me go anyway. However, you can't bully me, and your wife can't bully me, and they are not allowed to bully me. ”

Huang Qingju didn't participate in the quarrel just now, but she understood from their quarrel that she and these hard-talking guys probably couldn't escape anymore. Because she suddenly found that they didn't really blush-faced because of the quarrel, the quarrel was just because Ye Luwei was not there, and everyone's hearts were empty, so she found a reason to talk about Ye Luwei and let everyone talk about lovesickness.

Ye Luwei accompanied Huang Qingju to talk, washed her face and feet, kissed her again, and took care of her to sleep. I went to Hu Weiwei's room again, and copied and pasted the same face and feet, but Hu Weiwei was much sticky, and the two almost couldn't get out of it. Ye Luwei thought that Ju Rongmei was still waiting, so he forcibly pushed Hu Weiwei away, and went to Ju Rongmei's room again, and Hu Weiwei couldn't control the heavy sound of the door closing behind him.

Ju Rongmei really didn't sleep, her eyes were wide open and she was lying on the bed in a daze.

"Quack, wife, I'm back. Come, get up and take a shower first. "There is a bathroom in this room, Ye Luwei wants to pick up Ju Rongmei and wash it together.

"Don't touch me, I don't wash. You should wash it yourself, at least three times before you are allowed to come up. Ju Rongmei was thinking about the scene where he had just messed around with other women, sour and angry, where did he have good words.

Ye Luwei knew that he was wrong, so he didn't dare to say anything, he washed it out with a dry smile, and wanted to get into bed.

Ju Rongmei, who was lying down, suddenly sat up, stared at him and said, "Lu Lu'er, I can't stand it anymore, what should I do?" I thought I could accept it, but now I can't, and when you're not with me, I'll imagine you fooling around with other women, and I'll cry. What should I do? ”

Ye Luwei was stunned for a moment, but the smile on his face couldn't be maintained, he smiled stiffly, and wanted to go over and hug Ju Rongmei, but found the rejection in her eyes, so he had to endure his hands and feet, and said slowly: "Rongrong, I actually don't know what to do." ”

Ye Luwei let out another long sigh and lay on his back on the bed, feeling that his heart was about to stop because he had sighed too much recently.

"Rong Rong, you are the first woman in my two lives, and I will never let you go, so I will marry you. Other ......"

Ye Luwei was confused when he thought of the rest, Hu Weiwei was rational and intelligent, and she had long known that it was impossible to marry her, and Bei Xiaomu probably followed the nonsense a lot. But Huang Qingju only agreed to go with her to the plateau she longed for the most, this is a gaffe? Nima is a liar, but she hasn't been deceived yet.

"Can't go on? Lu Lu'er, I love you, but are you bullying me too much? With Hu Weiwei and Huang Qingju, I admit it, what else do you want? You see one and love one like this, no matter how big my heart is, I can't hold it. Ju Rongmei saw Ye Luwei embarrassed, and instinctively wanted to rely on him, but thinking that this kid was too nonsense, this time he relied on, there must be a next time, and he would have no way to live, so she hardened her heart and didn't feel sorry for him.

"Rong Rong, Xiaomu is a child who hasn't grown up, she just messes around, just ignore her." Ye Luwei also had a headache.

"Kid? Bei Xiaomu said everything, you kissed goodbye to people every day, and you touched them all over, can you do it as a child? Ju Rongmei thought of Bei Xiaomu's smug face and was resentful.

"Uh, no, no, she's talking nonsense." This has to be denied, and it cannot be recognized even if it is caught, this is the principle.

"None? Ye Luwei, when I was a child? You bastard, you can stand it when you see people so beautiful? What's more, people still take the initiative to give them a hug? Ju Rongmei almost laughed angrily, can you still pretend? Sister look at you pretending.

"Really no, Rong Rong, don't make trouble, when I was a child, I must have had a little intimacy with her two little guesses, how can it be now, her father is my current boss." Ye Luwei's expression was stern, and he had to believe that he believed everything he said about lying, so that it was possible for others to believe it.

"Her father? I called your dad the day before yesterday, and he told me to guard against the Bei family, saying that her dad wanted to marry her to you one day! Transferring you to his office didn't make you feel good at all! The more Ju Rongmei spoke, the more angry she became, thinking that Ye Luwei could not have been in this class a long time ago, so he hung here and waited for history to reappear, what are you waiting for? Wait for his wife! That's a bigger trouble, maybe you have to grab your own "big house position".

"Rong Rong, I didn't wait for anything, it's just an idea, I just promised Maomao not to go to my wife, anyway, she doesn't know me now, I, I gave up on her, okay?" Ye Luwei was helpless, he was actually more and more unable to determine the direction of history.

If history hadn't been changed, then Rong Rong in front of her would have died a long time ago, Hu Weiwei is now preparing to marry Ye Fatzi, and Huang Qingju should still be in the infirmary of Dahe Camp of a company, waiting for her to go back on a business trip to talk to her.

However, everything has changed.

Rong Rong in front of her stared, puffed out her mouth, and her angry expression was beautiful and cute, which made people feel pity, and she just wanted to be comforted in every way.

I knew that she was deliberately pretending to be angry and forcing herself to refuse Bei Xiaomu, but she didn't want to expose her, because this kind of Rong Rong was her favorite Rong Rong, and she was the Rong Rong who really lived in front of her flesh and blood, not only in her own dreams like in her previous life, so that she could wet her pillow with tears, but she had nowhere to put it.

Ju Rongmei looked at Ye Luwei, who was lying on the bed, not saying a word, staring at Ye Luwei with empty eyes, and she was actually very helpless in her heart, knowing that she couldn't refuse him to look dead like this, but if he was always spoiled like this, he would have to suffer the hardships of this life.

Ju Rongmei was afraid that she couldn't help but forgive this bastard again, stood up and stepped over him, hardened her heart and didn't look at her again, went to Huang Qingju's room, squeezed Huang Qingju into the bed angrily, and said with a vicious voice: "Let go!" The day before yesterday was so horizontal, and today you were bullied and didn't say a word, what about your temper? ”

Huang Qingju is now full of beauty, where is the accountant more rude and ill-spoken by Ju Rongmei, thinking that Ye Luwei went to Hu Weiwei, Ju Rongmei couldn't sleep, and came to talk to her, it just so happened that she was so excited that she couldn't sleep now, turned around and hugged Ju Rongmei and said with a smile: "Sister Rongrong, he didn't sleep with you?" You're also inconvenient? ”

Ju Rongmei looked at this girl with a spring love, she didn't know what she was thinking, sighed and said, "Maomao, you have lost it in this life." Where's he's a bastard? Can you be so uncomplaining? ”

"Cut, what about you? Why do you have no regrets? You've died for him in both lives. Huang Qingju was unmoved.

"Me? I'm just a fool, in that rural environment, he is the only one who can talk to me, I like him unconsciously, how pure he was at that time, I didn't even dare to pull my hand. ”

Ju Rongmei thought back to the big boy in the countryside back then, sometimes when her heart shook and she bumped into his shoulder, he could blush, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

At that time, the sunset of dusk was brilliant, the cool river breeze of summer was blowing from the Jialing River, the reed flowers were swaying, and his heart was shaken and drunk.

Huang Qingju listened to Ju Rongmei and slowly recalled her past with Ye Luwei little by little, and when she heard that Ye Luwei sank under the water to save her and went ashore, but she was almost washed away, Huang Qingju's whole heart was drunk. She thought of the day before yesterday when Ye Luwei saw her leaving, the panic and pleading in his eyes at that time, if he fell into the river, would he give up his life to save himself?

"He would, this bastard is a man who loves only his love, but not his own life. He was afraid that he would be sad and sad if he lost you, so he would give his life to save everyone. Ju Rongmei turned her head to look at Huang Qingju, who was a little stupid, and muttered.

"Maomao, you're right, he's a selfish bastard, he doesn't allow us to die before him, then he will be sad, but he never thought that if he died before us, we would be sad."

The two women spoke slowly, and gradually fell asleep, and the tears hanging from the corners of their eyes finally fell, silently smashing into their ears, and the echoes they brought up reverberated in the dream, full of lovesickness and helpless shouts and struggles, but there was no sound. Seeing the gorgeous mottling of love, shining in the whirlpool of life, I can't find a way out and direction, and I can only be forced to watch the wheel of history get closer and closer, until this qiē is crushed to pieces.