Mr. Lawyer, the young ones don’t get married in a flash!

In short, Lu Qing refused to believe what Li Yang said in the news. Now she only felt that Wei Song was forced, and there must be something else behind it.

This boring gourd always likes to keep things in her stomach. If she doesn't ask, everything will be ruined.

"I've changed my mind now," Wei Song said.

Lu Qing got on her hips angrily: "If you don't tell the truth again, I'll go find that female reporter. Didn't you say that the three of you were there at the time? Now that Li Yang's words have been made and you don't have much to say, then I will Just ask her!"

Lu Qing made a gesture to get up, but Wei Song, who was sitting there silently, suddenly got up and grabbed her wrist.

Lu Qing's wrist hurts, and she turns to stare at Wei Song.

"Don't go," he said.

"Then just tell me what's going on?" Lu Qing yelled ferociously, really lost her temper because of this cousin, "I think you just like this woman, so you help her around What's the matter, right?"

Wei Song frowned, hesitant to speak.

Lu Qing sighed: "Tell me first, if the reason is understandable, at worst, I'll help you hide it from my brother. This mess can be solved by public relations, and you can be solved by driving you off, but your reputation, you have to Think it over."

She stared deeply at Wei Song, who was a head and a half taller than herself, and said: "Technical talents like you value reputation the most. If your reputation in the circle is bad, you will no longer be able to engage in this field of work. "

"I know……"

Wei Song looked out the window and said in a hoarse voice: "It's about her reputation, I can't joke with anyone."

The words Li Yang said to him echoed in Wei Song's ears, and the video was spread out in front of him, his hand hanging by his side was clenched into a fist, and the expression on his face, mixed with resentment and resentment, was changeable.

……

Xin Ying followed Ye Xun home, feeling a little depressed all the way, and didn't say a word.

Ye Xun also seemed to understand her, and drove very attentively without saying a word.

When Xin Ying broke into the living room, the servant just came out with a basin of cleaning water. He didn't pay attention for a while, slipped on his foot, and the water splashed directly on the head of Xin Ying who appeared out of nowhere.

Xin Ying instantly became a drowned rat.

What does misfortunes never come singly mean, she suddenly understood clearly.

"God madam, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, I didn't just..." When the servant climbed up holding his buttocks, he saw that the person who came was Xin Ying, who would not have appeared at home at this time, and was so frightened that he was sweating profusely. Voices are trembling.

Xin Ying shook her hand: "It's okay, you go to work."

She lowered her head and saw Wei Song's coat on her body, a look of disgust flashed across her eyes, and this Li Yang also, after fighting with Wei Song, he knew what he was, and even put his clothes on her body, I really dislike her Not responsive enough.

"I'll take you upstairs to change your clothes," Ye Xun followed, and went upstairs with Xin Ying in his arms.

Just like that, Xin Ying was brought back into the room by him. He walked to the closet and stood still before Xin Ying, his eyes lingering in the closet, as if carefully choosing what clothes to change for her.

Xin Ying stood at the door of the bathroom, holding on to the door frame helplessly: "Have you made your choice? I'm soaked and waiting to take a shower."

"Then you wash it first, and I'll leave the clothes at the door later," Ye Xun replied without looking back.

It turns out that a man's mouth is a deceiving ghost.

Xin Ying was in the middle of taking a bath when the door of the bathroom was opened from the outside. She was almost startled, and the shower gel in her hand fell to the floor. She covered her chest and looked at the man who came in with a wary face.

With a calm face, Ye Xun came in with a suit of clothes, put them on the cabinet, and approached Xin Ying.

Xin Ying's eyes widened, a shy red crept up her ears quietly, and she began to stammer: "You... didn't you say to leave the clothes for me at the door? What are you doing here?"

"Ask knowingly." Ye Xun squinted his deep eyes slightly, and didn't intend to turn around to go out, so he raised his chin and looked at Xin Ying with a bit of arrogance.

His eyes took a two-point look, followed Xin Ying's neck down, and finally stopped.

It was only then that Xin Ying realized that her hands were not enough, and she covered one part but not the other. She became angry and turned around directly, saying viciously, "I'm not in the mood to have a romantic bath with you today. I still have to go to the airport to block people, and I will definitely have to work overtime when the news comes out, I am very tight on time now."

"Ok, I know."

As Xin Ying talked, Ye Xun walked up behind her, leaned over to her ear, let out a breath, and made her tremble all over.

Just when Xin Ying was so ashamed and was about to push him out regardless, he actually walked out on his own initiative.

"A little fatter than before, and much prettier."

He said to himself: "I'll wait for you outside, wash up quickly, don't catch a cold."

Xin Ying stared at his back, and when he went out, she hurried to the door and locked it, then leaned against the wall and panted heavily.

This Ye Xun, she was so unlucky today, he still didn't forget to tease her.

Xin Ying washed her hair while taking a shower. Ye Xun brought her a commuter outfit. The light blue color is very nice. When she changed into it, she put the towel on her shoulders like a man and rubbed her wet hair , while searching for where he is.

As soon as she stepped out of the bathroom, a hand stretched out from the side, hooked her waist, and brought her into her arms.

Xin Ying let out a soft cry, and the tip of her nose hit Ye Xun's chest. She was about to stand up, but was pushed back by Ye Xun. Immediately afterwards, he carried her and took a few steps to the side, controlling her beside the bed.

"Ye asked you..."

"I'll help you dry your hair." Ye Xun's gentle voice sounded above Xin Ying's head. When Xin Ying looked in the direction of his hand, she realized that he had already plugged in the hair dryer. At this moment, he was holding her .

Xin Ying blinked blankly, her eyelashes flickering like a row of small fans.

Ye Xun chuckled and turned on the switch.

His movements are surprisingly gentle. Every time his fingers lightly grab Xin Ying's scalp, they are like scratching at the tip of her heart. She is pressed against his chest by him, and her breath sprays onto his chest and bounces back. When she came back, the hot air made her face flushed.

"Is it hot?"

The temperature of the hair dryer swept over every inch of Xin Ying's scalp.

Xin Ying smashed her lower lip and replied: "It's okay."

"Your hair is so soft."

"Fortunately."

"good smell."

"I think it's okay..."

Xin Ying felt that she was really dazed. It was only an hour ago that Wei Song was so angry that she blew her beard and stared at her. She felt that her world view had collapsed. She never thought that such a silent and autistic boy could say those vicious things to her. if.

But an hour later, now, she was intoxicated in the gentleness and couldn't extricate herself.

Ye Xun just blow-dried her hair, as if she had taken her heart away. When the hair dryer was turned off, the faint noise disappeared, and the heat dissipated, but she could hear herself breathing, and she didn't even follow her. A beating heart.

"Why are your ears so red?" Ye Xun's eyes were piercing, and he noticed that Xin Ying's face was completely red, as if deliberately teasing her, he approached her and lowered his voice to speak in a low voice.

Xin Ying turned her head in embarrassment: "If you were blown by the hair dryer for ten to twenty minutes, it would be so hot, wouldn't you blush?"

She's really good at making excuses.

Ye Xun pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows, and reached for the comb on the dressing table: "Oh, I thought you were shy."

Xin Ying took a breath: "It's funny, when I go to the barber shop, it's my little brother who washes my hair, okay? If I see one, I'll blush and shy. Now I'm so red and black, I'm rushing out of Asia Africa."

"But I'm not those little brothers."

Ye Xun's voice is deep and sexy, especially in such an atmosphere where the two of them are alone together, his pretty fingers hooked the comb and landed on Xin Ying's hair, creating an ambiguous atmosphere when he combed it down.

"I'm your husband," he said.

As soon as the voice fell, the comb was moved down, and Xin Ying's lost heartbeat came back, and it sped up.

She felt that the atmosphere was not right, now that Li Yang didn't answer her calls, she had to go to the airport to block him before he boarded the plane, so she didn't have time to waste time here with Ye Xun.

So, she stretched out her hand embarrassingly to grab the comb, but she was intercepted by someone when she reached out in mid-air, and she grabbed it neatly with her backhand.

"I'll just comb you."

"...I can do it myself."

"Sit down obediently, you know, it will be dangerous for you to move even now," Ye Xun stared at her with deep eyes, and there was a hint of warning in his voice.

Xin Ying then lowered her head subconsciously, and saw Ye Xun with one leg resting on the bed, just behind her, and the other leg was still under the bed, and she was sitting in between. This posture seemed as if she was being strangled by him. Wrong, if she moves a little, she will touch his...

Unknowingly, thinking of something discordant, Xin Ying hastily turned her face away and stopped looking at him.

"I feel a little hot."

Ye Xun combed his hair surprisingly slowly. Xin Ying couldn't imagine that if he defended against other lawyers at such a speed, he would be defeated. If it is carried out, she and Li Yang will not be able to pass this hurdle.

So, she began to writhe in Ye Xun's arms unconsciously, turned around and grabbed the comb again, she smiled brightly: "I think my hair is of good quality, it's not dry or dry, it's combed well about there."

"Not enough," Ye Xun said confidently.

Xin Ying was very troubled, put on a smile that she thought was kind, and persuaded again: "I think it's really okay. If you like combing your hair, I'll buy a wig some other day and come back, can you comb it slowly?"

Xin Ying rubbed and rubbed in Ye Xun's arms, but Ye Xun raised his arms and bullied her by taking advantage of her height. She couldn't reach the comb at all.

She pulled her lips angrily: "You won't listen to me when I talk to you so loudly, right? Okay, I have something else to do, so I won't chatter with you for now, I'm leaving!"

She made a gesture to get up, and she had already figured out in her mind how to get the driver to take a shortcut and how much to control the speed of the car to get to the airport in time, but all of this was in vain in the next second.

When Xin Ying was hooked by Ye Xun and thrown back on the bed, she was completely stunned.

"You... uh!"