Ye Jintang crushed the cigarette that had just been lit in his hand in vain, and his dark eyes were churning with imperceptible anger.

"You don't think you'll have sex for the rest of your life, do you?"

Qin Rongmo's smile deepened a lot, he expounded the facts, what he was doing so angry.

He actually has nothing to talk about with Qin Rongmo, but he has always been in front of Ye Qiao, and Ye Qiao will always pretend, pretend to be well-behaved, pretend to be docile, and even pretend to be weak.

He felt tired to watch, let alone her, a performer in her own right.

Ye Jintang lit a cigarette again, the rainy weather did not pass, but it did not rain at this time, and the two men smoked in the humid air, occasionally talking a few words.

"Jintang, if the Ye family and you have to choose one, she may not choose you." Even if he really has some feelings for Ye Jintang in the future, Ye Qiao will not choose him.

"I know."

"You know that you have to do this, you never thought that if you encounter this situation in the future, she may come to harm you for the Ye family."

Ye Jintang smiled disdainfully: "She hurt me? I taught her all her skills, how can she harm me? ”

Qin Rongmo felt that this man was a little too confident, so confident in a woman he couldn't grasp at all, and he would inevitably be planted on this woman in the future.

Until dark, Ye Jintang and Qin Rongmo smoked a lot of cigarettes, and there was a smell of smoke all over their bodies.

When he returned to his hotel room and found that the person on the bed was already asleep, he went into the bathroom to take a shower and rinse himself off the smell of smoke.

Ye Qiao has a little cleanliness habit, he doesn't like drunk men who drink alcohol, and he doesn't like men who always smell of tobacco.

And Ye Zheng is such a man.

Ye Qiao felt in his sleep that someone took him into his arms from behind, and the quilt that he couldn't sleep in was like a warm one.

Like a kitten seeking warmth, she struggled to reach the source of warmth.

Ye Jintang hugged her, her muscles were tense, and the top of her hair was rubbing against her chin, rubbing back and forth, rubbing his heart itching.

"Don't move, move again, I'll correct your sleeping position." He reluctantly pressed her head and lowered the voice in her ear.

Ye Qiao really didn't move, obediently falling asleep in his arms, quiet, gentle, and the appearance of the past many years, it was like two people.

"Ah...... Zheng. Her murmuring voice was a little muffled, but the man who was clinging to her could still hear it clearly.

His arms subconsciously tightened a little, forcibly suppressing the urge to wake her up.

Time will be the medicine for all pain, and she will forget.

When he woke up in the morning and found himself lying in the arms of a man, Ye Qiao reflexively sat up from the quilt, and then got out of bed in a panic, today's body is much more relaxed than yesterday.

I couldn't sleep warm last night, and the source of warmth that appeared later turned out to be him.

She still rubbed forward vigorously, she felt that she was ridiculous, probably sick, and her mind was not clear.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll have someone bring it to you." While she was in a daze, the man walked up to her, buttoning his shirt from the bottom up.

Ye Qiao raised his head and saw that he had perfectly defined muscles all over his body, from his lower abdomen all the way up, he was stronger than ordinary men, but it was just right.

Ye Qiao couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and then instinctively withdrew his realization and coughed awkwardly.