What kind of affection

Ye Jin finalized two intentional cooperations at fg's anniversary banquet, received a few important business cards, and had a brief and meaningful exchange with the banquet host, and finally retired.He didn't communicate with Zhang Yuanhui at all throughout the night, but Zhang Xingtian spoke to him with a meaningful expression, obviously treating him as someone worth guarding against.

The impact of this incident on Ye Jin is two-sided. If he wants to integrate into the top circle of Haicheng, he must spend capital. Without strength, he has no right to speak.And having capital will become the object of fear. How to master the balance is an enduring knowledge, but generally speaking, Ye Jin's goal tonight has been achieved.

He drove home alone. Although he and Zhang Yuanhui had already started a semi-cohabitation life, there were a few days in a week that he would not return to the Bay Villa. In this respect, he was similar to Zhang Yuanhui, which almost seemed to be unspoken. Tacit understanding, but tacit understanding and balance are not static and stable. Everyone knows that they are just trying to maintain a precarious balance.

Ye Jin originally thought that he could spend a relatively relaxing night, but he saw Zhang Yuanhui at the door.

This was the second time he was guarding the door of his house. Ye Jin took out the key to open the door, and casually put the key into the box on the shelf in the entrance.

Zhang Yuanhui followed him into the door without saying a word, casually acting as if he was the master of the house.

This caused Ye Jin's impatience that he had endured all night to completely collapse: "What are you doing here? Is it interesting to block in front of my door?"

Zhang Yuanhui stared at him silently. He took off his suit jacket, hung it on the shelf in the entrance, changed his shoes, and then walked to the sofa in the living room and sat in the center: "You had a good time tonight?"

"You came here just to ask me this? Did you drink too much?" Ye Jin couldn't help but choke Zhang Yuanhui when he saw him. The feeling of being so close made him upset.

"I'm very sober. If I wasn't so sober, how could I see your appearance clearly."

"What the hell do you mean? Talking under the covers, taking sarcasm for fun?"

"Dance with me." Zhang Yuanhui never played his cards logically. He got up and turned on the stereo in the living room.Ye Jin has mixed preferences in music. Rock and classical music are his favorite genres. As soon as the stereo is turned on, there will be a lyrical serenade, which is most suitable for lovers to dance together.

Zhang Yuanhui turned around and grabbed Ye Jin's arm, Ye Jin frowned suddenly.

"I don't have time to be crazy with you." He turned to leave.

"I think you are crazy because of women." Zhang Yuanhui pulled him back, and Ye Jin met his eyes, only to find the cold anger rooted in his eyes.

"Want to go to bed again?" Ye Jin looked at him with a sneer.

"Don't talk about going to bed."

"What the hell are you on about?"

"Dance." Zhang Yuanhui shackles his arms tightly.Face to face with him, put the other hand on his waist, and use your strength to lift his waist up, so that the two bodies are instantly close together without any gaps. This is an extremely intimate movement that can make people feel each other Every line of the body is undulating and surging heat.

"Can you be in heat at this time?" If Zhang Yuanhui can be solved by dancing, Ye Jin will not be stingy with this little time.

Zhang Yuanhui didn't want him to continue talking at all. He put his arms around Ye Jin's shoulders and pressed his hot kiss to Ye Jin's lips. That faint expression.

"Crazy enough?" Ye Jin pushed his hand away, and he hugged him again.

Ye Jin raised his eyebrows and taunted: "Even if it's dancing, I never dance the female step."

"So you only find women to cooperate with you, even if it's my ex-fiancee?"

"Zhang Yuanhui, how much better you are, don't tell me that the one who flirted with you all night at the reception was not a woman!"

"Ye Jin, you were the one who crossed the line first, you have concealed so many fucking things and still come to question me?"

"Do I have an obligation to report to you one by one?"

Zhang Yuanhui stroked his forehead impatiently, "Why do we have to do this every time, can't we talk properly?"

"Maybe it's a natural discord." Ye Jin sneered.

"Shut up." Zhang Yuanhui said angrily, "I've endured you long enough, can you fucking calm down?"

"Who can't stop? You get out of my house now, and I'll take a shower and go to bed right away."

Zhang Yuanhui suddenly squeezed his neck, "Ye Jin, there are some things I didn't want to ask, but it doesn't mean I will let you do things that cross the line, it's very dangerous, very dangerous."

If Ye Jin hadn't revealed his identity in GW, or if he had just investigated secretly and kept everything in private, he would have received much less resistance.But now, he made such a high profile that the entire Haicheng circle knew that Ye Jin had returned, and that he was carrying a completely different identity from before. How many people would be secretly trying to move.

There were quite a few people who took advantage of the fire when the Ye family was in decline. Once they unite, Ye Jin's road in Haicheng will be even more difficult.

It doesn't make sense at all, a guy like Ye Jin wouldn't make such a decision under normal circumstances.

So why?

Ye Jin stared at him with a mocking expression: "Zhang Yuanhui, I'm not the kind of woman who needs to be protected by you. There are some things I have to do by myself."

"Even if you know it's dangerous?" Zhang Yuanhui sneered.

"The more dangerous it is, the easier it is to excite people." Ye Jin grinned, "Isn't this your Zhang Yuanhui's catchphrase?" He calmed down, glanced at Zhang Yuanhui, and said lightly: "This is the more suitable partner for Zhang Yuanhui, isn't it? Is it? In Zhang Yuanhui's eyes, different identities represent different values."

"Conversing black and white is your specialty. Yeah, why the hell should I bother with you, just because you're the bloody partner? Ye Jin, let me tell you." He grabbed Ye Jin's shirt collar fiercely. Staring at him, "I'm really a bitch to find you. You don't take yourself seriously, what the hell am I doing?"

"Yeah." Ye Jin stared at him and raised his lips, "Isn't it just being cheap? Not only is it idle to worry, but also affectionate." With this posture, he said flatly: "To be honest, Zhang Yuanhui, after all, weren't we They did each other a favor, and now at most they can be regarded as friends with benefits, bed partners, or partners? Aren't you tired of caring so much?" Ye Jin smiled with a half-smile.

Zhang Yuanhui stared at him coldly for more than ten seconds, then let go of his hand suddenly, and he took two steps back to put distance from Ye Jin.

"It's really my fault. I, Zhang Yuanhui, meddle in other people's business and annoy people. It's nothing to go to bed, nothing to dance. I don't care what you like. You can do whatever you like, who can do it?" Missing a playmate?" He sneered twice, turned around, picked up the coat on the hanger, and slammed the door away.

Ye Jin looked at his back and raised his eyebrows, did this really anger Zhang Yuanhui?

Soon, Ye Jin knew that Zhang Yuanhui had indeed quit.