Prestigious Family Marriage: Uncle vs Young Wife - Chapter 308

The Powerway Group was founded by Jingbo Yuan. He is both the chairman of the board of directors and the executive president. The rights of Powerway are almost in the hands of him.

After marriage, in order to free up more time to accompany Ye Ye, deliberately decentralized, many things are directly handed over to the following people to deal with, now in addition to Jing Boyuan, the real power is Qu Qi and Luo Feng.

Qu Qi casually said a word, others must be honored to be honored.

He said that he is not allowed to talk about his boss. Who dares not to say a word about Jingboyuan and Ye Qingxin?

Jingboyuan returned to the office to pick up the car keys and took the elevator directly to the underground parking lot.

Five minutes later, the black Cayenne Panthers generally shot the entrance to the parking lot and disappeared into the night.

The floor lights in the villa’s yard, the light is dim, but the lane is clearly illuminated. Every window on the second and third floors is black, and only the living room on the first floor is lit.

Jingboyuan turned off the car and got off to the entrance door.

When he lost his password, the lights in the living room suddenly went out.

Jingbo Yuan turned the door handle’s action to a stagnation, and the deep line of sight swept away the darkened floor-to-ceiling windows.

Pulling the door open, he habitually reached out and wanted to turn on the light.

“Don’t turn on the lights.”

In the darkness, the sound of the leaves of the heart sounded, Jingboyuan has not yet adapted to the dark environment, the eyes are dark, judging from the sound, the leaves are less than two meters away from him.

“What to do with the lights off?” He pulled the door of the shoe to get a pair of slippers.

With a bang, a pair of shoes fell on his toes. “I will give you the shoes.”

Jingboyuan changed his shoes, his eyes gradually adapted to the dark environment, and he could see a pretty figure in front of him. He strode forward in two steps. He held her hand by feeling and asked again: “What to do with the lights?” ?”

Ye did not answer, he pulled his hand from his palm, raised his hand and untied the tie in his neck, and said, “You are shorter.”

Jingbo Yuan obediently bent his knees and made himself as high as Ye.

Ye plunged his tie on his eyes.

Jingboyuan’s mouth slowly evoked a touch of interest, and nothing was asked.

Ye took the heart and took him into the living room, then followed the faint light, went to the restaurant, went to the table and let him sit down.

“Sit and don’t move.” Ye said.

Jingbo Yuan nodded and sat still in motion.

After a while, there was a gentle sound of music flowing through the air.

Ye Yixin untied the tie on Jingboyuan’s eyes.

Jingboyuan’s vision was restored, and the scene in front of him was seen. The bottom of the eye slipped through a touch of accident, and soon recovered as usual. The scorpion was flawless and deep and unpredictable.

The table is covered with lavender European tablecloths, beautiful candlesticks, red roses like fire, delicate food, in the swaying of the candlelight, so romantic and mysterious.

Under the light of the gentle violin, the atmosphere is warm and warm.

Ye enamoured around the table and sat down to the opposite position of Jingboyuan. He took the goblet in front of him and gestured to Jingboyuan in the air. “Mr. Jing, don’t you mind having a drink with me?”

Jingboyuan’s eyes fell on the goblet in the hands of Ye’s heart. In the swaying light, the purple-red liquid in the transparent glass swayed and reflected the purple light.

He frowned and his eyes were serious. “Can you drink?”

Ye smiled: “This is grape juice.”

Jingboyuan took a sip from the glass and the liquid inlet was sweet and there was no alcohol smell.

He clung to the glass and gestured gracefully. He evoked his lips. “How did you change your **** today?”

In the past, Ye Zhixin never made these things.

The leaves are fascinating and do not know where to take out a packaged box and put it on the table and push it to Jingboyuan. “Happy birthday.”

Jingbo Yuan looked at the gift box and looked up at the leaves. The light in his eyes flowed with the thick and deep leaves that the leaves could not understand.

“Congratulations to Mr. Jing who has officially entered the age of 35.”

The leaves succumbed to the arms and raised the goblets, smiling with their teeth, and the rows of neat white teeth flashed in the candlelight, and the eyes were full of smiles.

Her little face, in the ambiguous environment, reveals a bit of inexplicable sex, even more delicate than the bouquet of roses on the table.

Jingbo Yuan grabbed her sight and leaned over to clink her.

Ding

The sound is clear and crisp.

Ye Yinxin took a sip of grape juice and put down the cup: “Eat, or it will be cold.”

The two of them ate each other, they were very quiet and elegant, and there was almost no noise. The music in the ears became more and more quiet and silent.

Jing Boyuan’s line of sight has almost always been placed on Ye’s heart. For a long time, Ye’s heart is unable to hold his eyes and look back. “Why are you looking at me like this?”

Jingbo Yuan hooked his lips, did not speak, only looked at her.

The leaves are gradually ruddy and cheeks.

Jingboyuan smiled and took back his gaze. His eyes inadvertently swept the two roses. The low voice asked her with a smile: “What are the thirty-five roses?”

Ye Yinxin unconsciously licked the lower lip corner and smiled back: “All said that the man has forty-one flowers, and Mr. Jing is a flower every year, thirty-five years old, that is thirty-five flowers.”

Jingbo Yuan’s eyes stayed on the lips of the leaves for three seconds, and he picked up the goblet and licked the grape juice.

After dinner.

Ye Yinxin and Jingboyuan simultaneously put down the knife and fork.

The two wiped their mouths with a napkin.

“Is it late?” Jingboyuan put down the napkin and asked casually.

Ye said with heart: “I let her go home.” He said, his eyes turned to her gift to Jing Boyuan. “Do not open it and see what it is?”

Jing Boyuan smiled calmly, reached for it, opened it, saw the belt in the box, and picked up the eyelids to look at the leaves. “Is this your birthday present?”

“Why, don’t you like it?” Ye Qingxin saw no emotion on his face, and snorted.

Jing Boyuan took out the belt, very commercial style.

Ye squatted and walked around the table, his left hand on the shoulder of Jingboyuan, and the right hand took the belt. “Would you like me to try it for you?”

“stand up.”

Jing Boyuan got up and said, Ye Yinxin reached out and untied the belt buckle on his waist. He pulled the whole belt out with a force, and then passed the new belt one by one through the crotch of his waist.

Ye Yinxin walked around Jingboyuan, wearing a belt and buckled the belt buckle.

“Look, the length is just right.” She looked up and slammed into the dark man’s throat.

The surface of the pair of scorpions has not wavered, but the leaves are fascinated by the calm surface and the hidden mood fluctuations.

I remembered that they had been intimate for a long time, meaning that this man had been abstaining for a long time.

Ye Yinxin did not know what he thought, and his right hand was unruly and reached into Jingboyuan’s suit pocket.

At the touch, it was as she thought.

Ye Yinxin bowed his head and ate a smile.

The left hand once again extended to Jing Boyuan’s belt buckle.

The purpose of this time is not as simple as before.

Jingboyuan held her hand, her eyes were heavy, and her voice was more Shen: “What?”

“Do…” Ye looked up at him and smiled. “What you think in your heart.”

“Do not……”

“Just this time.” Ye Yinxin interrupted Jingboyuan’s rejection. “Just be, give your birthday present.”

Jingboyuan slowly, let go of the leaves of the heart of the hand.

They are in the restaurant, ridiculous.

At the end, Jing Boyuan licked the leaves and kissed her lips for a long time.

The pure music phone ringing sounded, piercing the violin sound flowing in the air and piercing the eardrum of the leaf.

Ye plunged back to God and picked up the phone with a red cheek. She hadn’t had time to talk. The cell phone first heard the crying of Ye Qingguo. The scorpion was so dumb. “Sister, the small country is very uncomfortable…”

The leaves are in a tight heart.

“Are you sick?” Ye Qingguo’s scorpion, he was sick when he heard it.

“Sister, small country wants to go home.” Ye Dianguo sobbed.

“Do you have a hospital now? Do you want to have fun?”

“I took him to the bottle in the hospital, Miss Ye rest assured, I will take care of him…” The sound of the sound must be heard at the end. “Small country don’t cry, and then it will be killed in a week. Is it necessary for my sister to take you home?”

“You must swindle your sister, don’t give chocolate to small countries, don’t eat small country potato chips, small countries don’t like you!” Ye Qingguo’s scorpion is dumb, but there are quite a few words.

Ye Yinxin listened to this on this side, and the original worry and distress had disappeared inexplicably.

This must be a lot of fun, more reliable than the Yellow Crane Tower, which always uses chocolate to lure Ye.

“Sister, small country wants to go home… The small country has been eating chocolate for many days, many days… oh…” Ye Qingguo was crying and wronged.

Ye Yinxin smiled. “The sister must be right. The small country must listen to her sister. Well, my sister is going to sleep, and the small country should go to bed early.”

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Thank you for your lovely understanding and comfort. Through this incident, a certain Yao feels the importance of the manuscript, um, a Yao wants to save the manuscript!

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缥瑶农门枭妃

The walls of the family are far from the highest realm of poverty.

Ning Zikai crossed, I don’t know if God is punishing or rewarding her. The king of modern killers has become a dying farm daughter.

The family also refreshed her understanding of the hardships, the whole family was rushed out of nothing, the temporary huts of the huts were ventilated, others were poor and could not be opened, and they were not at all! Have! pot!

The **** has a bad relationship with his father, and he has no choice but to turn them into white flowers. Then she let them be smashed by the silver.

The king of the killer is her, the food blogger is her, the farmer girl here is also her, and the rich woman in the rich world is also her.

Farming, making money, and not forgetting, who makes her have a golden finger!

But who can tell her why the one who is good to save is his own enemy?