Ye Beibei watched the Korean drama and slowly stayed up until after eleven o'clock. She got up and went to the bathroom, planning to go to bed when she came back.

When she came out of the bathroom, she smelled a faint smell of smoke and alcohol as soon as she entered the bedroom. She looked on the sofa and saw that under the warm orange light, Jiang Yuezhou leaned lazily on the sofa, drunkenly. She thought she had drunk a lot. She held the cigarette in one hand and stretched out her hand towards Ye Beibei.

Ye Beibei admires Jiang Yuezhou's sake. No matter how much he drinks, he will still dress well. He is completely different from some men. When he drinks too much, he will pretend to be crazy by drinking, and lose his composure.

But now I saw him sitting so casually on the sofa, wearing a straight suit, and was really a little dissonant. She walked up to him and said softly: "I'll give you a glass of honey water first, and then give you a sobering soup."

"Come here!" Jiang Yuezhou could not refuse, and put his fingers on the coffee table with cigarettes on his fingers and silently extinguished the cigarette butts.

Ye Beibei just stood in front of Jiang Yuezhou. As soon as he reached out, he hugged Ye Beibei into his arms, and the hand that inserted into her hair raised her head. His black eyes, which were only a few inches away from her face, still shining with a dark light, with a hint of fatigue after struggle and a little compassion that she could not understand. His voice was dull and low: "Ye Beibei, what should I do if you ask me to do with you?"

Then he hugged her tightly and gently stroked her back. For a while, his lips slightly rubbed against her ears. Ye Beibei leaned his head against his shoulders and smelled the familiar masculine smell. It was a unique atmosphere that only belonged to him could make her attached.

No matter how open-minded she is, no matter how good she is at self-comfort, she is still a woman, a woman who loves Jiang Yuezhou deeply. Before she saw Jiang Yuezhou, her subconscious also hoped that he would come back and give her a reasonable explanation.

But when she saw him, when he hugged her and kissed her, she still surrendered without any use. All the questions seemed insignificant and mediocre.

Ye Beibei knew that she became humble and became accommodating because of love. Her ideas became more and more tolerant. It didn't matter whether he had any other ideas during the marriage. What was important was that he had been with her. At least, his wife was her so far.

Jiang Yuezhou stretched out his long arms and hugged her around his waist. His body was extremely hot. Ye Beibei's hands quietly climbed up on his back like he was conscious and hugged him gently.

He stroked Ye Beibei's earlobe with hot fingers, touched her collarbone along her neck and collarbone. Ye Beibei was going to sleep after taking a shower, and only wore a nightgown. As soon as he pulled her, she slid down. Jiang Yuezhou, who was tilting down, pressed her half onto the sofa and couldn't move.

Ye Beibei closed her eyes, but could not wait for Jiang Yuezhou's further action for a long time. Listening to his breathing gradually calmed down, it turned out that he was asleep.

She looked at Jiang Yuezhou who was sleeping on her body, and her heart became soft. He rarely showed such a tired side in front of her. The expression on her face was so peaceful that it was almost unreal.

In her nearly three years of marriage, this was the first time she had the opportunity to look at him unscrupulously. Jiang Yuezhou, who closed his eyes, no longer had his usual seriousness and indifference, no scheming, and no defense. He was as beautiful and harmless as a portrait and sculpture.

Ye Beibei struggled to break free from Jiang Yuezhou, and did not disturb him anymore. He took out the pillow and quilt from the bedroom, took off his coat, pants and socks, and then wet the towel with warm water to wipe his face and exposed limbs for him, took out the phone and put it next to him.

After settled down Jiang Yuezhou, she lay down on the bed. She had always fallen asleep slowly, and after Jiang Yuezhou's fuss, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Thinking of Jiang Yuening that Gao Qunfang talked about today, if it weren't for Jiang Yuening, she might not be Jiang Yuezhou's wife now, or his closest stranger!

**** Ye Beibei's origin was definitely a scholarly family. Her grandfather was a famous family in the late Qing Dynasty and had an outstanding family. He started to serve as the head of the B-U University in the Republic of China, and later when he came to his parents, he was also a professor at the B-U University.

Perhaps because of her family, she has loved studying since she was a child. At the age of sixteen, she was admitted to B-U with real results. At the age of twenty, she had already started preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination.

The classmates in the school all called her a genius and beautiful girl. In fact, she knew that it had nothing to do with being a genius or not. It was normal for her to learn better than others when she grew up in such an environment.

In fact, the evening when I met Jiang Yuening was no different from that on weekdays.

After class, Ye Beibei quickly rode her bicycle to the staff dormitory area. Her hair was blown away by the wind. She held the handlebar with one hand and stretched out her other hand to press the blown hair behind her ears.

The family buildings of the faculty and staff of B-U are not high, all on the sixth floor, so there is no elevator. She trotted upstairs all the way upstairs. She rushed into the fourth floor home. The first thing she had was to rub each other with her feet, then threw them hard, kicked her shoes, ran to the nearby water dispenser barefoot, took a big cup of cold water, drank it in big mouthfuls, then wiped a handful of shiny sweat beads on her forehead, and shouted: "Dad, mom, I'm back!"

When she looked up at the entrance of the study room where her father or mother would appear, she couldn't help but be stunned. The afternoon sun was bright and warm, illuminating the door of the study room like a covered in golden sand. A young man with white trousers, a face like a crown and jade, and a slender and symmetrical figure like a model, stood there. The handsome outline in the golden sunlight was like a silent silhouette in an old movie, with a charming and fatal attraction.

The man looked at Ye Beibei with clear eyes, then slowly curled the corners of his mouth, smiled, and looked at his smile, Ye Beibei felt a colorful halo of bright sunshine emanating from around him, which was breathtaking.

B-Grand has always been a place where handsome men are born. Ye Beibei, who grew up in this place, is actually immune to handsome men, but no matter how familiar she is, her stunning looks still uncontrollably revealed. When she found that she had looked at the person in front of her for so long without blinking, it was so impolite that she hurriedly lowered her head.

"Babe, how many times did you say you, you are so unruly!" Professor Ye Zhichu, wearing glasses, walked out of the study and saw his precious daughter barefoot, with water traces that had not been wiped off at the mouth, and two sneakers lying horizontally at the door. The movements that his daughter would perform when she came home every day, as if it was reappearing in front of his eyes.

Professor Ye Zhichu, who is a scholarly family, naturally pays attention to family tutoring and etiquette, but he is inevitably more indulgent to this little girl.

Ye Zhichu has two children, the eldest is a son, five years older than his daughter. He went abroad to study at the age of sixteen and is still abroad. The couple only has this smart and lively young daughter by their side. Because Ye Beibei is good-looking and ambitious, she is very encouraging among the children in the family area of ​​the faculty and staff, and naturally she has to spoil her more often.
Chapter completed!