The queen's wife is too sultry

"Are there any other bad things, such as──"

Jiang Jingting paused, his black eyes were cold and heavy, and he didn't say any more.

He didn't know what to say.

If I say it again, I want him to recall the scene of Ye Zhen being forced to drink by the so-called Mr. Liu that day.

He was afraid that he would not be able to control the uncontrollable killing intent and rage in his heart.

"Like what?" Ye Zhen didn't understand what he meant, she thought it was about filming, she thought about it, and said, "Actually, filming is not very hard for me..."

"It's just that the crew sometimes has too many plays, and they often have to work overtime until very late."

She turned her head to look at him, with self-mockery in her helpless eyes: "At that time, I will regret it, shouldn't I leave London and leave you willfully, because every time I go home alone, the house is always cold, No one cooks for me..."

After a busy day on the set, when I returned to the apartment, there was only an empty living room and a cold floor.

That was the most painful period for her.

She was not from a major, and she was always bad at acting, and she didn't know how to be flexible, so she was often criticized by the director. At this time, only Sister Fei and Xiaobai apologized to the director on her behalf.

At that time, the relationship with Ruan Yun was not very familiar, and there was no one to talk to, and her beloved Jiang Jingting was far away in London.

She did something that made him angry, and she felt ashamed to bother him again.

After many years of separation, since that snowy night, the eight-hour flight, she returned to the country alone with all the good memories.

From anxiety to pain to numbness, she didn't dare to contact Jiang Jingting, and Jiang Jingting didn't come to her.

Jiang Jingting's Adam's apple rolled, he hugged the woman in his arms tightly, and his voice was a bit difficult: "Why...don't contact me."

From the day they parted, Ye Zhen blocked all the relationships between the two of them, not a single text message, let alone a phone call.

Even Shen Yan couldn't contact her.

She took away everything related to herself, and wiped out all traces of her life, as if she had never appeared in his life.

Ye Zhen pursed her lips, her eyes dimmed.

"Jing Ting, I can't be a good girlfriend, I have to be a good ex."

"I still contact you after breaking up with you, I can't do that."

Hearing the word "break up", Jiang Jingting frowned, lowered his head and bit her neck punitively, and his tone was a bit like gnashing of teeth: "When did I say I broke up with you?"

"Ye Zhen, I dote on you too much, which caused you to do whatever you want."

"Leave as soon as you say, break up unilaterally, haven't contacted me once in four years, and dare to send money to my account without authorization?"

Jiang Jingting listed her crimes, the more he talked, the more angry he became, and sneered: "Is the Jiang family short of that little money? What do you mean by returning the money back several times? Do you want to break it off with me?"

A man's sullen voice came from Ye Zhen's ear, a little confused.

Didn't he himself want to mention what happened four years ago?Why are you still angry?

However, going back to the source, it was her who was wrong, and she was still extremely guilty by what he said.

Thinking of what Shen Yan said to her outside the villa in London, Jiang Jingting had an extremely difficult life during the four years she left, and she felt ashamed more and more ashamed.

Ye Zhen turned around, knelt on both sides of the man's thighs, put her arms around his neck, and leaned over to press a kiss on his thin lips.

The tip of her tongue was tentative, she gently pried open his teeth, hooked his tongue, and sucked it carefully, as if she was flattering her, hoping to ask for his forgiveness.

Jiang Jingting's eyes deepened, not satisfied with her deliberately slowing down, the hand on her waist forcefully pressed her towards him, deepening the kiss.

Although Ye Zhen took the initiative, it took only a moment for the initiative to return to Jiang Jingting's hands.

The previous flattery and lingering did not reduce his anger. He crushed her lips fiercely, as if he wanted to vent his anger and dissatisfaction here. His strong and predatory tongue invaded her unique breath. After a while, Ye Zhen's breathing became disordered.

She grasped the fabric of his shoulder sweater with both hands as her support point. In fact, his kiss was too domineering. If she didn't give her a chance to breathe, it would easily break down all her defenses and persistence, if it wasn't for her His hand was still supporting her firmly, and she had already fallen down on the sofa.

Jiang Jingting's deep eyes were stained with lust, he put Ye Zhen's lips on his lips, and suddenly wrapped his hands around her waist, as if he was about to hug her up.

Sensing his intentions, Ye Zhen finally regained some consciousness. She pushed him and mumbled: "Wait a minute, we haven't finished yet."

Jiang Jingting frowned, blocked her lips again, and gently bit her lips, "You can stay on the bed and talk."

Ye Zhen: "."

She didn't do what he wanted, rebelliously let go of Jiang Jingting's neck, leaned back slightly, and took a big breath.

"No, I'm going to say it now"

Jiang Jingting was afraid that her center of gravity would not be stable, a look of helplessness crossed her face, and then put her on the sofa.

Ye Zhen was about to speak, but found that the man's black eyes were staring at her.

She lowered her head, understood instantly, and quickly pulled up her collar.

"I haven't asked you yet, why did you come back suddenly?"

Jiang Jingting sat down beside her again, poured himself a glass of water, and took a sip to calm the restlessness in his body.

When he got up just now, the blanket slipped off Ye Zhen's body. He bent over to pick it up, paused, and said, "Isn't the old man awake? I'll always come back and have a look."

Ye Zhen raised her eyebrows, "Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

She told him the news of Zhang Yuemei's waking up, it was already a few days ago, in order to prevent him from being troubled by running back and forth, she specially asked him not to come back.

"She is in good health now, and there will be many opportunities to meet her in the future, so why rush at this moment."

Jiang Jingting handed her the water glass and said casually, "Aren't you happy when I come back?"

Ye Zhen blinked, and denied without thinking: "Of course not, I'm just afraid that you will be tired."

"How about the United States?"

She drank the water in one gulp, but she still seemed a little nervous, and finally decided to speak up.

"Jing Ting, auntie, did she say anything?"

Jiang Jingting looked at her calmly with a clear and handsome face, "Zhenzhen, what she said is not important to me."

Ye Zhen was startled: "But——"

"It doesn't matter to you either."

When it came to his mother, he didn't seem to have too much emotion. In the two sentences just now, his expression was extremely indifferent, as if he was just talking about a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Jingting held her face, his eyes focused and gentle: "Zhenzhen, what she says or does will not have any impact on our relationship."

The words were clearly aimed at her, but Ye Zhen's heart gradually sank.

She lowered her eyes, avoided Jiang Jingting's gaze, and said softly: "Jing Ting, she disagrees, doesn't she?"