As the sunset covered the sky, Ye Jian walked into the group building with his bag in his arms.

In the past, she always came directly with Xie Shuo. Now she appeared alone, and the front desk was a little unresponsive for a while. She was stunned and hurried forward to greet him respectfully: "Madam."

Ye Jing smiled and nodded, and walked straight across the aisle towards Xie Shuo's office.

Soon a female secretary came over and took the initiative to lead her and knocked on the office door.

When Ye Jing went in, Xie Shuo was sitting at his desk looking through the documents, a white shirt, black trousers, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looked a little bit of scumbag ascetic temperament.

He almost never wore glasses before. After regaining his vision, he occasionally wears them because of eye problems.

He raised his head and saw Ye Jian walking by, with a gentle smile on his original serious face.

Ye Jing walked to the desk, leaning against the table with a slender waist, and asked him, "Isn't it finished yet?"

Xie Shuo raised his watch and glanced at it, half past five.

"It's still a while."

Ye Jian didn't urge him either, so he dragged a chair and sat down beside him with his hands on his chin, watching him flip through the documents, sign and seal.

The fingers holding the pen were clean and slender. The man lowered his eyes slightly, and there was a stream of light on the lens.

Ye Jin looked at him for a while, then pulled out the phone from his bag, quietly adjusted the angle, and took a picture of him.

After a while, Xie Shuo put away the documents and raised his hand to take off the gold glasses.

Ye Jing stopped him: "Don't pick it first!"

Xie Shuo moved for a while.

Ye Jing leaned forward, stretched out his fingers and scratched his chin, and said with a smile: "I found you like this, you have a gentle scum temperament, let me look at it more."

Sven scum... Hearing these four words, Xie Shuo flashed an inexplicable look in his eyes and grabbed her hand resting on the table.

Ye Jian happened to catch the discoloration in his eyes. After being married for so long, and having done the most intimate things, she could naturally guess what he was thinking about, and she got up directly, sat on his lap, and put her arms around his neck. .

"What are you thinking?" She leaned to his ear and asked softly.

Xie Shuo hugged her waist, his eyes darkened behind the lenses: "Think about what a gentle scum should do."

Sometimes, the more serious the place, the easier it is to arouse people's desire to do bad things.

Ye Jing has never been a peaceful temper. One hand hooks the back of his neck, the other strokes his chin, goes down the Adam's apple, and fiddles with the buttons of his shirt.

The reason why she dared to be so unscrupulous was that she was sure that Xie Shuo would not move her.

With his serious temperament of workaholics, she didn't believe that he could do anything extraordinary to her in this office.

However, she obviously overestimated the self-control of men——

In the next second, her waist tightened, and her whole body was hung in the air, and she was hugged to the desk, her skirt spreading like water.

? ? ?

Ye Jian was stunned, why did things develop differently from what she thought?

Xie Shuo pushed the seat back, raised his hand to unbutton the shirt collar, exposing his collarbone, then raised his wrist and loosened the cufflinks, as if he was ready to do business.

Ye Jian was nervous involuntarily, grasping the edge of the table with his slender fingers, and moved back. Behind him was the document he had just read.

"What do you want to do? This is the office."

Xie Shuo glanced at her, his eyes clearly conveyed a meaning-"Isn't this why you sent yourself up?"

Ye Jian: "..."

Xie Shuo leaned forward, pressing down his breath, and put his hands on her sides.

The table was cold and hard, Ye Jing's legs were still a little bit painful, and he was not mentally prepared to really come with him in a place like this, so when he lowered his head, he held his hand in time and took the initiative to raise his face and kiss him. .

She touched his lips, as if comforting.

Xie Shuo embraced her back with one hand and deepened the kiss.

After a while, Ye Jing put his arms around his neck, got down from the desk, hung in front of him, and took the opportunity to play softly, "husband, I'm hungry, why don't you go to eat?"

Xie Shuo looked down at her, her eyes were dark with ink, and he obviously didn't want to let her go just like that.

Ye Jing kissed him again, holding his arm in one hand, and picking up his bag in the other: "Have you finished your business?"

Xie Shuo took a deep look at her, suddenly re-wrapped her waist, and hugged her back to the table.

Before Ye Jian had time to react, his lips were sealed and he couldn't break free, so he could only raise his hand and pat his shoulder.

After a while, Xie Shuo let go of her, straightened up, and adjusted the collar and sleeves of his shirt, as if he was a gentle scum.

Ye Jian's red lips were slightly swollen, so he couldn't help but lift his foot and kicked his calf.

Xie Shuo paused and glanced at her diagonally.

Ye Jing immediately persuaded, for fear that he would change his mind and do her here, he hurriedly jumped off the table, his leg numb when he landed, he almost fell, and he stretched out his hand to support.

He smelled clean and good, and Ye Zhen didn't push him away, and snuggled him out affectionately.

As a result, as soon as he left the office, he ran into Zhong Fu and two familiar seniors, as well as... other assistants.


Ye Jian was stiff.

Why don't you tell her someone is outside? !

Fortunately, she didn't really do anything in it... She stood up straight without a trace, straightened her posture, and tried to save a bit of the president's face.

Everyone's eyes were subtle and silent, Zhong Fu could only bite the bullet and said: "Mr. Xie, the content of the afternoon meeting has been sorted out..."

Xie Shuo deserves to be a "scumbag", he was not affected at all, and said lightly: "Let's let it go."

After speaking, he took Ye Jing across the aisle and headed to the elevator.

Taking the elevator to the underground garage, Ye Jing got into the car, still a little embarrassed, his enthusiasm on his face had not faded, he lowered his head and pulled out the small mirror from his bag, planning to tidy up his makeup.

When turning over, she accidentally ran into the ring box placed inside. She paused slightly and planned to take out the ring for Xie Shuo to wear for herself, but when she looked up and saw him leaning on the seat, she looked calm and calm. When I arrived at the situation in the office just now, I felt that he couldn't make him so proud, so he stuffed the ring box back.

Humph, let's talk about it next time he performs well.

After dinner, it was still early, and the two took a walk in the courtyard outside the restaurant before returning home.

There was a traffic jam on the way home.

The street lights stretched away, and the car moved slowly like a snail in the traffic. Ye Yan turned his head inadvertently. Through the car window, he saw a little girl with long hair and shawl holding a guitar on the street, playing and singing.

Xie Shuo followed, remembered something, and suddenly said, "I remember you sang a song before?"

Ye Jin turned his head when he heard the words and raised his eyebrows proudly: "I have sung more than one song, which one did you say?"

Xie Shuo looked into her eyes and said, "That time you were drunk, and came back and said you want to sing me a song, holding the guitar to sing."

Ye Jing recalled it, reacting to which time he said, and said with a smile: "You said "Blue Time", that was the theme song of the movie I made in college. It's not well-known, why?"

Xie Shuo held her hand and whispered: "Go back and sing again?"

Ye Jing couldn't help but leaned in front of him and lifted his chin: "Didn't you dislike it at the time? Why did you want to hear it again?"

Xie Shuo squeezed her chin and wanted to lower her head to kiss, but she avoided it.

With her eyes rolling, she deliberately said: "Look at my mood."

Even though he said that, when he got home, Ye Jing still accompanied Xie Shuo to the piano room, took out the almost dusty guitar, and sat on the chair to play and sing.

The brisk and melodious tune sounded, and the voice was clean and clear, drifting into my ears as the night breeze did not swiftly.

The young girl wore a light-colored dress with a focused expression, her white face was full of radiance, and the curtains behind her moved slightly, undulating like water.

She flicked the thin string lightly, and a faint green breath appeared between her eyebrows and eyes.

When he sang this song, Ye Jian was at his young and frivolous age. Although he was tired of running around every day, he always had blood and hope in his heart, so the lyrics and genre were full of vigor and vitality.

Xie Shuo stood by and looked at her quietly, as if she had seen her once after a long time.

At this moment, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind. If he first met them back then, if he asked her name, would they be able to start earlier?

At the end of the tune, Ye Jing got up and put down the guitar, and asked him, "Does it sound good?"

This time, Xie Shuo finally stopped being silent like last time, and smiled slightly: "It sounds good."

Ye Jing was very satisfied with this answer. He turned his head and saw the piano stand next to it covered by cloth. He suddenly asked, "Do you know how to play the piano?"

Xie Shuo followed her gaze and said softly: "Yeah."

Since elementary school, it is purely to cultivate sentiment and increase artistic cell.

Ye Jing grabbed his hand and his eyes lit up: "Then you can play it for me, OK?"

Just as Xie Shuo was about to walk over, he suddenly thought of something, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "I won't play today. I will wait for a while."

? ? ?

Do you have to burn incense and bathe to choose auspicious days when you play the piano?

Ye Jian doesn't understand his brain circuit, is it because he hasn't played for too long and wants to practice first?

Before she could figure it out, Xie Shuo led her out of the piano room and returned to the bedroom.

Because of his death in the afternoon, Ye Jian had a deep understanding of what a real "scum scum" was that night, and almost failed to get up the next day.


On Thursday, Xie Shuo made an appointment to go to Cen Qingyan for a follow-up visit to check the recovery of his eyes.

Although he knew it was a routine follow-up visit, Ye Jing still had some worries in his heart. He tossed and turned the night before and couldn't fall asleep.

Aware of her anxiety, Xie Shuo hugged her from behind, his lips fell on her neck: "Can't sleep?"

Ye Jing didn't have any thoughts of affectionate with him, turned around, looked at his eyes through the dim light, and asked uneasy: "You said that your eyes hurt two days ago. Do you have any other symptoms?"

Xie Shuo was startled for a while, looked at her for a long while, and suddenly asked: "If I can't see again, will you leave?"

Ye Jing kicked him under the quilt: "Don't make assumptions about this kind of thing!"

Xie Shuo smiled, put her close to her arms, and whispered: "Go to bed early."

Ye Jing leaned in his arms, listened to his steady heartbeat, closed his eyes, and finally fell asleep slowly.


On the past day, the sun was not so good, the sun was hidden behind the clouds, and the branches and leaves on the boulevard swayed slightly.

After arriving at the institute, Xie Shuo went to the medical room for an examination, and Ye Jing was waiting for him outside as usual.

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