The storm is coming27
The knock on the door was very hurried, and he was barefoot, so Tang Zhuque hurried over, unlocked it, and immediately twisted open the carved glass bathroom door.
Outside the door, someone's sharp, dark eyes were full of presumptuous visitation, searchlights, scanning straight up and down her body.
"Your whole body, I have long seen the light, what are you afraid of? You're just taking a shower now, so why lock the door? ”
"Dare not hide it from me secretly, just ejaculated those sperm into your body. The liquid has also been thoroughly washed away? Isn't it? ”
Ye Tingying asked in a very unhappy tone.
He really disagreed with this woman's gang huan. After love, I came to take a bath, because, when I took a bath, those essences. The liquid will be washed away somewhat.
But the ghost weather of Haisha is really stuffy, and every time, after doing intense bed making exercises, the two of them will always sweat a lot.
And Sister Tao, Aunt Lin repeatedly instructed that it was best not to turn on the air conditioner in the bedroom, because this woman was cold and couldn't blow too much air conditioning.
"No, I'm a little sweaty, sticky and greasy, it's more comfortable to take a shower, and I'm just used to closing the door. Do you want to use the bathroom? ”
Tang Zhuqi explained urgently, and as he spoke, he took off the white silk drawstring shower cap on his head, indicating that he had finished taking a bath.
This room is hers, and after 11 o'clock in the night, Ye Tingying somehow managed to sneak into her room and shout that she wanted to give him a son.
As he wished, that time, in Ye Sheng's gambling cave, the two broke through once, and she only pushed it half-way. Take.
"Well, I'll use it later. The ghost weather is so hot, the temperature of the water in the bath is still too high, next time turn it down, follow me first, something. ”
Reaching out and touching the water in the bathtub, Ye Tingying frowned unconsciously, reminded, and then strode out of the bathroom.
Tang Zhuque snorted, and obediently followed him to the bedroom opposite, to the simple desk.
"Now, come and see this."
Ye Tingying pointed to the blue text clip on the desk and instructed concisely and clearly.
Tang Zhuque walked over, took the blue text jiàn folder and opened it, and there was only a copy of the text jiàn in it: the contract for the transfer of ownership of Ye Yuan.
An overly simple ownership transfer contract indicates that Party A now unconditionally transfers Yeyuan to Party B, and Party A will retain the right to get it back in the future.
It's just two or three lines, and between the lines, you can't see what kind of property Guiyuan refers to.
"Well, what is this contract, what does it mean to return to Ye Yuan?"
Tang Zhuque naturally didn't understand.
"Wife, you signed it."
Ye Tingying didn't explain, and directly ordered her, throwing a delicate silver signature pen in her hand.
"No, can you make it clear first?"
This contract was too vague, Tang Zhuque held the signing pen, but did not dare to sign.
"An orphanage, you sign it first, and I'll take you to see it another day."
After a few seconds of pause, Ye Tingying explained in a deep voice.
"An orphanage? So why transfer it to me? ”
Tang Zhuque suddenly had a premonition that he was being calculated.
"To sign or not? Sign it quickly, sign it and we're going to sleep, tired. ”
Ye Tingying raised his eyebrows, looking a little impatient.
"Is Ye Yuan owned by you?"
Party A on the contract is just written Mr. Ye, which belongs to the handwriting of Long Fei Feng Dance, typical cursive, if you don't look closely, you can't recognize it.
Tang Zhuque was puzzled: whether such a simple and completely informal transfer contract has legal effect or not, should not.
"Wife, I asked you to sign it, and you still don't understand? Hurry up and sign your name! ”
Ye Tingying no longer had the patience to explain, and ordered directly.
"Well, then I signed it, what will I do in the future? For example, what are the responsibilities? ”
If Guiye Garden is really an orphanage, at most she will have to bear some expenses, and she will not suffer anything.
After all, her grandmother Ye Wanrong had opened three orphanages.
But Ye Tingying, a man who was in such a hurry to let himself sign, was really a little wrong.
Tang Zhuque's heart was extremely uneasy, holding the pen, still hesitating.
"Sign it, I'll take you over tomorrow."
Ye Tingying saw that she was hesitant, his tone softened, and he persuaded.
Tang Zhuque thought about it again, and still signed resolutely.
With such a contract, there is absolutely no conspiracy to design, and she has nothing to take advantage of.
As soon as she signed it, Ye Tingying took the contract and looked at it, as if she was relieved.
Tang Zhuque looked relieved when he saw him, and her forced calm heart became uneasy again.
"Well, wife, go to sleep, we've been tossing for so long, we're all tired, rest well, and we'll go over to Ye Yuan tomorrow morning."
Ye Tingying locked the transfer contract into the bottom floor of the Wen Jiàn cabinet, raised his head, and reminded with concern.
The two returned to her bedroom, and Tang Zhuque had just laid down and closed his eyes, and soon the sound of shower water came from the bathroom.
Tang Zhuque is 25 years old, a woman with normal physiology and psychology, and she also has a certain curiosity about men's bodies.
She couldn't help but think about it: In the bathroom, Ye Tingying's man's tall and sturdy body, a hint of . Don't hang up, lie down in the steaming bathtub, it will definitely be sexual. Sense, very tempting. people, like those fashionable male models in Su Wenze's company, are fit and straight-
Just thinking like this, her face burned again.
"Tang Zhuque, what are you thinking? It's not that I haven't seen a man's body, it's really sexy. Woman, you've been influenced too much by him—"
Righteously scolding herself, the woman covered her head with the quilt and forced herself to sleep.
After thinking about it for two or three days, Tang Zhuque no longer resists having sex with her nominal husband, let alone whether to have children.
Because, the day before, after pondering for a long time, she had already made up her mind to have a pair of children of her own.
Let's not talk about whether her future son can be a catastrophe of blood and light for her, anyway, three years ago, she suffered a loss to Ye Tingying early in the morning.
Recently, although Ye Tingying has been gentle and caring for her in bed, constantly calling his wife and wife, his vision has always been higher than the sky,
The conditions are so good, in the future, if you meet the woman you like, or if you are greedy for the new and forget the old, it is difficult to guarantee that you will not divorce her.
If she has a child, the mother will definitely be able to win more trust and maintenance from Ye Bohong, and in the future, even if she really wants to divorce, she can fight for part of the family property and not suffer too much.
She is too adaptable, from resentment to indifference to the man in the bathroom, from indifference to acceptance, from acceptance to liking, and now, inexplicable feelings seem to have grown in her heart.
Tang Zhuque really didn't want her to weigh a relationship and a marriage so realistically, but she always had reservations about Ye Tingying's personality.
She really didn't want to be ruthlessly swept out of the house by Ye Tingying in a few years, after all, there was a lesson from the past, for example, his previous wives.
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At nine o'clock in the morning, Tang Zhuque woke up naturally, she had just finished washing and dressing neatly, and Xiao Tao had come in to clean up the room for her.
"Xiao Tao, what about you young master and others?"
Tang asked casually.
When she got up, she found that some of the beds beside her had collapsed and were cold, and it was estimated that the man had gotten up much earlier than her.
It is unusual that the two are wrapped according to the custom. After Mian, the next day, almost every time she gets up early, she is almost the one who gets up early.
"Young grandma, young master is making pizza in the kitchen with Aunt Lin."
Xiao Tao leaned over, lowered her head, folded the quilts, and replied respectfully.
"What?"
The man was making pizza, and it was a fantasy.
Tang Zhuqi Yan zhòng wondered if his ears had heard it wrong.
"Young grandma, young master is making pizza in the kitchen with Aunt Lin."
Xiao Tao thought she hadn't heard it, so she repeated it word for word, but the cleaning up in her hand was not idle.
"Okay, Xiao Tao, then I'll go down first and see if I can help."
Tang Zhuqi was very surprised, and wanted to see if what Xiao Tao said was true.
Next to the dining room, Tang Zhuque saw at a glance that in the simple and spacious modern kitchen, Ye Tingying and Aunt Lin were indeed busy.
She staggered to her pace, almost trotting to the two of them.
Aunt Lin was holding a brush and neatly smearing some butter on the baking sheet.
It seems that Ye Tingying, who has just gotten up and is wearing a casual loungewear, is wearing a sky blue monochrome apron and transparent gloves on both hands.
He expertly smeared the yellow, black sauce on the dough that had been placed on another baking sheet, and then sprinkled the sauce with shredded cheese, bacon slices, and beef cubes.
The movements are very neat, without a little clumsiness, it is completely the style of a pizza chef, Tang Zhuqi was dumbfounded.
"Tang Zhuque, why are you staying there? Come here! ”
Ye Tingying had already finished the dough preparation process, put the baking tray into the oven, turned around and saw her stunned, and ordered in a deep voice.
"Ye Tingying, you, you, you actually know how to make pizza?"
Shocked excessively, Tang Zhuque couldn't react very well, and asked with a stammer.
"Well, you're not blind, you can see clearly, I'm making pizza, but what's wrong with me making pizza?"
Ye Tingying immediately asked rhetorically.
The woman's shocked, stunned reaction, as if she were watching an absurd farce, he felt that he was being insulted.
"Haha, of course it's no problem, but I didn't expect that the eldest young master of the Ye family, the dignified president of the Ye Group, would actually do this."
Tang Zhuque finally reacted completely, but she still had a look of disbelief, she couldn't help herself, poofed, and laughed uncontrollably a few times.
Aunt Lin also laughed lovingly, but she didn't laugh out loud.
"What are you laughing at?! What a stupid, logically confused woman. Tang Zhuque, why don't you come over and help me take off this damn apron? ”
Why can't he make pizza, making pizza, this is a craft, he used to buy the unique cooking skills of those men and women.
At this moment, he was wearing an ill-fitting loungewear, flip-flops, and an ugly apron, which must have been very embarrassing and ugly. R1152