The affairs of the Four Seas Gang are naturally handled by Fu Ye and the people behind him. Although Tang Jingyun intervened, she didn't plan to intervene too much.

As a result, in the eyes of many people, she has become extraordinarily leisurely. Every day, in addition to being tired of being with someone, I am still tired of being together.

Even from the perspective of people like Jiang's mother, the relationship between this young couple is too good, and an old man like her feels a little tired of seeing it, but the person concerned obviously does not have this consciousness.

For example, now, Jiang Ye added a chopstick to the fish meat, carefully picked out all the fish bones, and then handed it to Tang Jingyun on the side.

"This is your favorite fish, I made it for you myself." Jiang Ye said softly.

Tang Jingyun smiled and ate it full, after the fish was eaten, there would definitely be other dishes in the bowl, all of which Jiang Ye personally put into the bowl.

Jiang's mother looked at her son's side, if it weren't for his other habits, she would have wondered if her son had been dropped, such a gentle and petty man was really his son who dared to point a gun at someone else's head at the age of ten

Actually, if it were usual, the two would not be so tired.

It's just that Jiang Ye found that Tang Jingyun's appetite was very bad in the past two days, and it seemed to have started after the battle at Wenliu Wharf.

He hadn't forgotten that when he kissed her on the mouth, he tasted blood. He didn't look closely at the time, but later realized that something was wrong.

Although Tang Jingyun's face was paler than ordinary people, under his vigorous recuperation, he had gradually become a little more bloody. But in the past two days, he found that her face was very pale, especially her lips, which were frighteningly pale.

With such a discovery, he had to wonder if Tang Jingyun was injured in that battle, since there was no wound on his body, then the most was to lose his inside.

Such a situation is naturally necessary to make up for it.

Therefore, on the table in the past two days, Jiang Ye changed her ways to make prepared food. And he found that as long as he sandwiched it himself, Tang Jingyun would eat a few more bites, so that he would be more and more hands-on.

Tang Jingyun's body was really uncomfortable, although the stinging pain in her mind that day had subsided, her body still felt a little weak, and her appetite was not good.

Fortunately, the cool feeling is gradually recovering, but the recovery is a little slow, which also gives Tang Jingyun a lesson, and in the future, unless it is absolutely necessary, she will definitely not be able to ignore it like this again.

Feeling that she couldn't eat anymore, Tang Jingyun put down her chopsticks.

Jiang Ye frowned, just ate a small half bowl of rice, a large half bowl of vegetables, less than half of her usual meal, "I don't eat it"

Tang Jingyun nodded and rubbed her forehead, "Well, I can't eat it." ”

Jiang Ye didn't force her, looked at the rice that was still half left, picked it up and poured it into his bowl, and said as he poured, "If you're hungry, tell me again, and I'll make you a snack to eat." ”

As soon as Jiang Mu wanted to open her mouth to ask Tang Jingyun why she ate so little today, she saw Jiang Ye's movements, and instantly forgot what she wanted to ask in her throat

She wasn't mistaken, her son actually didn't care about eating the leftovers of other people's meals, if she remembered correctly, once when he was eating, a cousin or something spilled soup into his bowl, and he never touched the bowl of rice that day

Jiang Ye didn't feel anything, he had developed this habit for a long time.

When she was in Kyoto, Tang Jingyun looked relatively thin, and he had always been determined to raise her well, so he always habitually served her more meals so that she could eat a few more bites.

Tang Jingyun must not be able to eat too much, and after counting his waste, he poured the rest of her food into his bowl and continued to eat. Over time, such a habit was formed.

It's not that he didn't notice Jiang Mu's surprised eyes, but as long as the object is his family, he has no rules that cannot be broken.

Tang Jingyun is indifferent, she has always felt that her man is very easy to support, not picky eater, she makes him eat whatever he wants.

Mother Jiang's eyes wandered over the two of them, and after all, she sighed softly in her heart, just that, the relationship between these two people is so good, she doesn't have to worry anymore.

Jiang Ye put another bowl of chicken soup in front of Tang Jingyun, "If you can't eat it, just drink some soup, I stew it with old ginseng, but it tastes good, I guarantee you can't smell it." ”

Tang Jingyun took it with a smile and took a sip.

One meal, three people, the atmosphere is very good, but I don't know if it's my own illusion, Jiang's mother always feels that she seems to have become a bad mother-in-law who intervenes in the life of the little couple

After eating and chatting for a while, the two came out of Jiang's mother's villa.

Tang Jingyun looked at Yin Yin's mother Jiang who sent her out, and couldn't help but say to Jiang Ye, "Mom is not easy, you will often come and go in the future." ”

Jiang Ye was silent and did not answer.

Tang Jingyun knew that there was a knot between the mother and son, so she didn't persuade much, after all, she hadn't experienced those things at the beginning, and she had no position to stand up and speak.

Walking on the road, Tang Jingyun saw Jiang Ye's still silent expression, and shook his hand with his hand, and he didn't pull her in his arms like usual, so he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Standing in front of his villa, he smiled, "Wait here, I'll be back soon"

Jiang Ye waited silently in place, and then saw a sky blue sports car driving out of the villa, driving very fast, and when turning, a body of "Huh" drifted, and stopped in front of Jiang Ye very coolly.

The car window slipped down to reveal Tang Jingyun's beautiful face with sunglasses, she took off her sunglasses, showed a flamboyant smile, and stretched out her hand, "Handsome guy, do you want to go for a ride?"

Jiang Ye was funny, such a Tang Jingyun and the usual calm one were like two people, and stood still for a while.

He didn't move, and the hand stayed there as if it didn't feel acid.

Looking at Tang Jingyun like this, Jiang Ye had another momentary illusion, as if no matter where he went, this woman would always wait for him, wait for him, until he returned to him.

He placed his hand in hers as if it were an illusion of fate.

Slowly raised a smile, "Aren't you going for a ride?" As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed her fingers.

Then he turned around and got into the co-pilot of the car, bullied forward, and ravaged the red lips that he had missed for a long time, urgently, fiercely, as if he was venting something.

Tang Jingyun caressed his back, soothing the impetuous emotions and dark thoughts in his heart. There was no more familiar feeling than she was, for she had been so nervous for a while.

Because in her life, she once lost all her relatives. Lonely and alone, every night is only lonely.

The two of them didn't go for a ride in the end, because Jiang Ye saw that Tang Jingyun's expression was still not good, and he was reluctant to let her work.

So he took her hand and walked slowly on the street, like an ordinary little couple.

Tang Jingyun broke away from him, and in the face of Jiang Ye's lost eyes, she crossed her fingers with him one by one, and then clenched them.

Jiang Ye smiled, leaned into her ear, and said softly, "Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son." ”

Tang Jingyun hooked her lips, "I don't want to grow old with you, you see, you are eight years older than me, you are more laborious, and you don't know how to maintain, you will definitely grow older than me when the time comes." Come to think of it, by the time you're gray-haired, I'm sure I'll still be in the right place. ”

As she spoke, she narrowed her eyes, a little hard to imagine what this man would look like when he got old, and said with a smile, "At that time, you took my hand and went out, and those who didn't know thought you were my uncle or father." ”

Jiang Ye pursed his lips, age will always be his death hole

As if the excitement was not enough, Tang Jingyun pursed her lips and chuckled, "When you are too old to use, I will eat and raise a little white face, I have money, and my growth is not bad, and there will definitely be many people who will pounce on you at that time."

"No" Jiang Ye turned his head and glared at her viciously.

Tang Jingyun snorted and laughed, tracing his eyebrows with his eyes, "I'm looking for a very handsome man, his eyes should be bright and black, his eyebrows should be thick, his forehead should be high, the bridge of his nose should be straight, when his lips are tightened, he must be as cold as a knife, but when he smiles at me, it seems that I am his whole world."

Her eyes stared straight at Jiang Ye, and in those eyes that were as deep as ancient wells, there was a rare display of straightforward and strong feelings.

Jiang Ye listened to those words, as if he was listening to his lover's whispering, which sounded better than any words

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he really wanted to kiss the pale lips fiercely, so that it would be dyed with his own blush, more beautiful than rouge, and he wanted her to call him by name, and he couldn't care about anything else.

Tang Jingyun pursed her lips and smiled, "I lied to you, my Jiang Ye, even if he is old, he is still that cold man in my eyes." And I must have been seventy or eighty years old at that time, where would I have the strength to go out and find a man to guard you for the rest of my life. ”

Jiang Ye let out a low moan of pain, leaned into her ear, and said seriously, "Yunyun, remember what you said now, I want you to say this to me over and over again in bed tonight, until you don't have the strength to spit out a word like this."

Tang Jingyun pursed her lips and chuckled, her phoenix eyes rose slightly, indescribably seductive.

Jiang Ye held the hand tightly, and shook his fingers together, saying that ten fingers are connected to the heart, maybe the two hearts are connected.

Walking like this, Tang Jingyun inexplicably reminded Tang Jingyun of a few lyrics.

When you are old, your hair is gray, and you are sleepy.

When you're old, you can't walk anymore.

Napping by the fire reminisces about youth.

How many people have loved you, the hour of youth and joy.

Admire your beauty, fake or sincere.

Only one person still loves you, pious soul.

Love the wrinkles on your old face

There were many pedestrians on the long street, but the figures between the two people were swaying and leaning together, and it looked like a very beautiful scenery.

I am willing to spend the rest of my life holding the hand of the person next to me. If there really is a god above my head, then please bear witness that I will give her all I have for my true affection. Jiang Ye

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