The queen's wife is too sultry

Feeling his cool touch on the cheek, Ye Zhen finally came to her senses, quickly raised her hand and wiped her face randomly, her eyes dodged: "I'm fine, I just haven't seen Shen Yan for a long time, tell him will get old”

Jiang Jingting frowned displeasedly, made it clear that he didn't believe her words, glanced at her eyebrows, and said quietly: "What old things do you have with him?"

He paused, narrowing his eyes dangerously: "Speaking of which, on my birthday, did he get me drunk?"

"Otherwise you wouldn't have had the chance to get out of London under my nose."

When Ye Zhen first arrived in London, she was not familiar with the place. Jiang Jingting took care of all the affairs for her. In order for Ye Zhen to adapt to the environment as soon as possible, he bought an apartment near the school and personally took care of her daily life.

During this period, he changed from the young master of the Jiang family who didn't touch Yang Chunshui to Ye Zhen's exclusive "housekeeper". Not only did he cook for her, but he also devoted himself to teaching her spoken English. Jiang Jingting, who grew up in England and whose first mother tongue is English, thanks to his careful teaching, Ye Zhen's spoken English improved by leaps and bounds, and she quickly adapted to life abroad.

Jiang Jingting is extremely possessive. Originally, the two were in and out of a pair, and after being together, they were inseparable. He knew almost everything about Ye Zhen in London, so when he was rational and clear-headed, Shen Yan would never leave. Maybe there is a chance to send Ye Zhen away without telling him.

It was based on this that Shen Yan and Ye Zhen came up with the despicable and effective method of getting Jiang Jingting drunk.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhen's heart trembled, she shrank her shoulders uneasily, and turned her face away guiltily: "Let him pass on the past, what do you keep bringing it up."

Before he could reply, she hugged Jiang Jingting's arm and dragged him upstairs, rubbing her cheek against him as she walked, like a tamed kitten.

"Jing Ting, I'm going back to City A the day after tomorrow, can you accompany me back to UCL tomorrow to have a look?"

Jiang Jingting was very grateful for her proactive intimacy, his handsome face softened unconsciously, and he let her pull him, and without thinking, he responded, "Okay."

The full name of UCL is University College London. It is the school she and Jiang Jingting attended when they were in college. They have many good memories there. Therefore, she and Jiang Jingting have unique feelings for UCL.

The two walked through the stairs, and Ye Zhen stood at the top of the stairs, looked at the rooms on the second floor, and asked him, "Which one is your room?"

Jiang Jingting pursed his lips, "Why, you want to sleep in the same room as me?"

"Otherwise?" Ye Zhen raised her eyebrows, taking it for granted.

He took Ye Zhen's hand and came to his bedroom.

Ye Zhen took a quick look at his bedroom. Unlike the simple style in City A, the room here is in a classic British style, which fits Jiang Jingting's background in England.

She took off her coat, walked to the balcony, and looked up at the starry sky.

Jiang Jingting stuck behind her, hugged her and looked out the window at night together.

Huge Christmas trees flicker in the distance with lights.

"Have you been living here all these years?"

"Ah."

"What about Grandpa Jiang and his uncle and aunt?"

Although Jiang's family has real estate all over the world, Jiang's family has been living in England since Grandpa Jiang Jingting's generation, including some collaterals. For important festivals, he still goes back to his family to spend with his elders, which is an unwritten rule of the family.

Just talking to Shen Yan just now, he seems to spend such an important festival as Christmas Eve alone.

Jiang Jingting's hand on her back paused, a dark color flashed across his eyes, and he said lightly: "A few years ago, my father was ill, and my mother took him to the United States for treatment. Only grandpa stayed here."

He lowered his head, and his thin lips followed the blue veins of her neck, gradually kissing her one by one.

Ye Zhen tilted her head, thought for a while and replied, "Then I'll go see Grandpa tomorrow."

In the entire Jiang family, apart from Jiang Jingting, the best thing for her is Grandpa Jiang. When he learned of Ye Zhen's plight, he did not hesitate to use his own resources to help her. It was he who proposed that Ye Zhen follow Jiang Jingting to America for further studies.

No matter how cold and indifferent she is, she will never forget his kindness to her.

It was rare for the two to get together, but she was distracted all the time, Jiang Jingting was slightly annoyed, and bit her neck lightly as punishment.

"Let's talk about it. Grandpa has been traveling everywhere recently. Sometimes even I can't find out where he is."

Ye Zhen laughed, and then remembered that the old man who founded the R, C business empire's greatest hobby is traveling.

The cold wind blowing from the balcony made Ye Zhen shiver for a while, Jiang Jingting immediately pulled her back into the room and carefully closed the window.

"That Linda is the vice president of the group?"

"Well, I used to be a senior at UCL." He poured Ye Zhen a cup of hot water and sat down beside her.

"You've seen it too."

"Is there?" Ye Zhen searched in her mind, but she had a vague impression.

She took a sip of water, and as she swallowed, her slender and fair neck drew a graceful arc in the air. Jiang Jingting's eyes darkened, and he looked at her deeply without speaking.

Ye Zhen thought he was thirsty too, so she handed him the cup, Jiang Jingting didn't refuse, and drank the rest of the warm water where Ye Zhen's lips fell just now.

Ye Zhen's throat tightened, looking at his thin pink lips, her mouth became parched for no reason, she had to force herself to look away.

Jiang Jingting got up and put the cup away, looked up at Ye Zhen, those deep eyes seemed to have a fatal attraction, wanting to suck her soul into it.

"Go to bed early, huh?"

Ye Zhen nodded in a strange way, and with a "snap", the light was turned off, and the room fell into darkness.

Christmas carols were faintly heard outside the balcony, and the colored lights flickered in the distance, like shadows overlapping on the wall.

Ye Zhen was in a trance for a while, as if she had returned to that snowy night four years ago.

It's just that at that time, she gave her everything with the mood of saying goodbye. Even though the pain and joy were as deep to her, it was still not as good as the shadow left in her heart when she left him.

Today, four years later, she finally doesn't have to feel the reluctance and panic of parting, and calmly faces him who is awake, looking directly into his terrifyingly deep eyes.

Heavy snow began to spread outside the window, but the temperature inside the room rose sharply, making the room beautiful.