You’re So Arrogant

When the winter mist cleared, the morning sun climbed up the floor-to-ceiling windows and came in brightly.

Ye Jing felt the bright stimulus, moved his eyelids, and opened his eyes with difficulty.

She stared at the ceiling with a dazed expression on her first awakening. After a while, her vision became clear.

Many pictures of last night flashed in my mind, the rapid and hot breathing in the dark, the red-faced sound...

She turned her head, the bedside bed was empty, and there was some residual warmth. She was changed into clean pajamas, and there was a faint fragrance.

If it weren't for her body sore and weak, she would even think that everything last night was nothing but a spring dream she had made.

The room was quiet and silent, Xie Shuo was obviously not in the house.

Scumbag! No one is seen when you lift the pants!

Ye Jian angrily punched his pillow, but it almost flashed to his waist, frowning with pain.

She supported her sore waist and sat up slowly, as if she had been crushed by a heavy object.

In fact, the two did not last long last night. Afterwards, she fell into a drowsy state. Xie Shuo also took her to the bathroom to clean and change clothes.

Holding the quilt, Ye Jing looked at the empty room and suddenly felt a little disappointed.

Up to this moment, she didn't know whether he was purely drunk last night, or if he left so dimly, even when he was most confused and infatuated, she didn't hear him say any tender words.

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Jian relieved himself: Forget it, whether he walks or not, loves men and women, you love me, and there is no talk about who loses and who gains advantage.

She took a deep breath, felt more comfortable, stretched her waist, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

As soon as her feet fell on the ground, her legs softened, she staggered forward and almost fell to her knees, and she barely stabilized her figure by supporting the edge of the bed in time.

...It turns out that being unable to get out of bed is real.

Ye Jing sat on the edge of the bed, rested for a while, then forced himself to stand up and went to the bathroom to wash.

When I looked in the mirror, I found ambiguous marks on the collarbone and chest, which were particularly obvious on the delicate skin. She peeled off her pajamas and looked at it. She blushed afterwards, and when she was about to change her clothes, she suddenly had a meal.

Some clips from last night flashed in his mind again. He leaned over and kissed her, took her to the bathroom to clean, and changed her clothes... Why did it feel like he could see it?

This sudden intuition made Ye Jian stunned.

Could it be... his eyes recovered?

Don't blame her for thinking too much, his eyes are obviously more radiant than before, and when he did those things last night, his movements were too smooth, not at all like before.

In the impression, last time he kissed her, but also groped for the position of his lips.

——But, if he can really see it, why not tell her the first time?

Ye Jian stood there blankly, his mind was a little messy, and after a long while, he returned to his senses.

She went into the cloakroom to change her daily clothes, and went downstairs for breakfast with doubts.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was already bright outside.

Xie Shuo wasn't downstairs. Ye Jing asked Aunt Zhou to find out that he had gone to the company early in the morning.

Saturday is not available, it seems that he is really busy lately.

Ye Jing walked to the table and sat down, eating breakfast and wondering if he had recovered his vision. The more he thought about it, the more he realized it was possible——

It seems that since he came back from the institute last time, his whole person has changed a lot. He has been busy with company affairs all the time, and he is no longer depressed.

According to the development of a normal mentality, even if you suddenly figured it out and decided to cheer up again, shouldn't it be so big a change?

Another important point is that he has rarely asked her to accompany him recently, and he has rarely asked her to help with reading documents.

Although Zhong Fu is there, Zhong Fu is his right-hand man, and he also holds other important positions. I don't know how many things need to be dealt with on weekdays. It is unreasonable to think about it for such an overkill to read documents for him. In public affairs, he has always been sober-minded, and he does not seem to be a person who can make such a decision in a convulsive manner.

Ye Jian was so bald that he took a spoonful of porridge and sent it to his mouth.

If it is really clear, then why should he keep it? Are you deliberately worried?

Ye Wan couldn't figure it out until he finished breakfast.

But she didn't have much time to think about it. There are still tasks in the studio. She has to work overtime today. Xiang Quan has sent a message to urge her.

After lunch, Ye Jing hurried to the studio and plunged into the recording studio.

When she waited until 6 o'clock in the evening, during the break, she took out the mobile phone in her bag and took a look, and found that there was a missed call from Xie Shuo.

Ye Jian was stunned.

This was the first time he took the initiative to call her. Why, his conscience realized that he shouldn't leave her alone in the morning. Did he look back and want to coax her?

Ye Jing was holding his phone, hesitating to call back when he called back.

Ye Jian paused for two seconds, pressed the connect button, and put the phone to his ear without speaking.

Xie Shuo's voice resounded on the other end, his usual plain tone: "Not at home?"

Ye Jing felt weird in his heart, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "Well, working overtime in the studio."

Xie Shuo asked again: "When will you be back?"

"It might be around eight o'clock, I won't go back for dinner."

Xie Shuo paused, exhorted "Don't be too late," and hung up the phone.

Ye Jing lowered his head, stared at the screen of the phone for a moment, then turned around to go to dinner with the others.

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That night, when he got home at exactly nine o'clock, Ye Jing went upstairs, opened the bedroom door, and saw Xie Shuo sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed and rested.

The black shirt was covered with a light-colored sweater, and the jacket was tossed aside, adding a bit of warmth under the light.

Hearing the sound, he moved his eyelashes and opened his eyes.

Ye Jian paused, facing his deep eyes, feeling a little nervous in his heart.

She suddenly felt that it was right for him to leave quietly in the morning, at least for one day to relax and avoid the embarrassment of waking up.

Set her mind, if she walked to him casually and sat down close, as soon as she sat down, she could smell the familiar smell of him.

He turned his head and asked, "Why is it so late this Saturday?"

Ye Jin said, "It's going to be recorded on Monday, it's a busy day these two days."

The waist was still a bit soft, and the legs were a bit sore. She held her waist and rubbed it gently.

Xie Shuo caught a glimpse of her movements, and his eyes paused on her soft waist.

When Ye Jing stretched his legs and leaned back, he inadvertently ran into his glance that looked like a glimpse.

? ? ? Did he just look at her waist?

The doubts of the morning came to my mind again-could he really see it?

Ye Jian's movement of rubbing his waist slowed down, looking at him, a suspicious look appeared on his face.

Xie Shuo retracted his gaze and turned to the front again, outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the lights were far away.

Many thoughts flashed in Ye Jian's mind, and he leaned close to him, staring into his eyes, and it was indeed no longer as bleak and dull as before.

Perceiving her approach, Xie Shuo pretended to fumble and touched her finger, held it in his palm, and kneaded it gently.

The man’s digits were long and his palms were warm. Ye Hao, who was still observing his eyes for the last second, caught a glimpse of the movements of his hands, reminding him of some scenes from last night, his face flushed, and his ears became hot.

She curled her fingers, calmed her messy breathing, and looked at his eyes again.

"Can you see it" almost blurted out, and when the words came to her lips, she swallowed again.

If he really has recovered and deliberately kept the word from her, then she asked directly, he would definitely not admit it, it would be better to try secretly.

She turned her mind, thought for a while, endured the shame and leaned on him, holding his hand on her waist, and said in a coquettish tone: "Don't rub my hand, my waist is so sore, you help me rub it. Can you rub your waist?"

Across the clothes, Xie Shuo touched her waist, which was slender and soft, and didn't hold it tightly.

He lowered his eyes and looked at her, just to meet her clear eyes.

Ye Jian didn't dodge and looked at him.

Xie Shuo felt instinctively what she had discovered, paused briefly, and looked away.

However, the hand moved around her waist, rubbing it gently and lightly across the fabric.

Ye Jian caught a glimpse of his move to move his eyes, and became more suspicious. He snuggled against him, raised his face and observed him intently, every subtle expression fell into his eyes.

The big palm was pressed against the cloth, and it rubbed heat.

Following his massage, her body seemed to be weaker. She lay on his chest softly and couldn't help letting out a comfortable grunt.

"..."

As soon as this grunt made her whole body stiff, the hand on her waist also stopped.

The bedroom was quiet and silent, it seemed that this sound was particularly ambiguous, and the atmosphere instantly became subtle.

As the surrounding temperature rose, Xie Shuo held her waist, pressed her to her, lowered her head, and breathed across her forehead, seeming to have the meaning of a kiss.

Ye Jing was flustered, he didn't care to observe any more, got up from his arms, and took away his hand.

"Stop rubbing..."

In this case, if you continue to rub it, something will definitely happen.

Only half tossed last night, she didn't want to do it again for the time being.

Xie Shuo emptied his palm without reluctance, leaned back on the sofa, retracted his hand, and put it in front of him.

Ye Jian's heart was throbbing, and it took him a long time to calm down, and he got up and said, "Go take a bath."

Xie Shuo paused for a moment before getting up.

Ye Jian was sore and limp, so he took a bath specially with water. After the soak, he felt his feet float and his head was dizzy, as if he had risen to an immortal level.

She forgot to take her dressing gown into the bathroom and could only go out wrapped in a bath towel.

When I came out, I saw Xie Shuo leaning against the head of the bed, with drooping eyelashes, slender fingers, resting on the quilt, as if thinking about something.

Ye Jing wanted to go into the cloakroom to change to pajamas, but when he saw him, he suddenly stopped and changed his mind.

She tucked the bath towel, turned around and took a small bottle of body milk, walked over to the bed and sat on it.

Xie Shuo heard the noise and glanced up.

At this glance, his eyes stopped.

The first thing that catches the eye is the white shoulder bones, the skin in front of him is delicate, like a handful of snow; the bath towel only covers the middle part, and down are two slender and straight legs, white and shiny.

Ye Jing sat on the bed and glanced at him. Xie Shuo noticed his sight and looked away.

Ye Jian glanced at him, poured the body milk on the palm of his hand, and began to wipe it on his leg, running from the thigh to the calf, and patted gently.

When he leaned over, the towel was taut, tightening his chest, as if it would fall down at any time.

Xie Shuo's eyes darkened, but there was no other movement.

Ye Jing rubbed his body milk while observing his reaction with the corner of his eye. Seeing that he was still indifferent to nothing, he couldn't help but doubt himself.

Nothing happens like this? Could it be that she guessed wrong, and he didn't recover?

She looked up and glanced at him again.

The man wore a black nightgown with a slightly wide open neckline, revealing a cold white chest, **** and abstinent.

Inexplicably, the blurred picture of last night flashed in her mind suddenly, and her face turned red.

She held her breath and decided to try again.

She put away the body milk and sat sideways against the head of the bed, her body leaning toward him, but she didn't touch him.

She raised her eyes and looked at his profile, her slender fingers dangling in front of him.

Xie Shuo's eyes moved.

Is she testing him?

Wrapped in a bath towel, Ye Jing leaned on the head of the bed leisurely, looking like a beauty in a bath. She just looked at him quietly, without speaking or doing anything else.

She didn't believe it, he could hold his breath.

A faint fragrance came over, and Xie Shuo's eyes flashed through a trace of imperceptible color.

In fact, he had just thought about it for a long time, and originally planned to confess to her tonight, but seeing her appearance, he suddenly didn't want to let her know so soon.

He stopped focusing on her, leaned against the head of the bed, and closed his eyes.

The look and posture seemed to be aloof, capable of cultivating the mind for a hundred years.

Ye Jian: "..."

She lost.

After losing the first battle, Ye Jing was a little sleepy, his eyelids drooped, and he decided to fight again tomorrow.

She got up from the bed and planned to go to sleep in her pajamas.

However, when he got up on the bedding, the bath towel suddenly loosened and really slipped.

Ye Jian: "..."

This time, she really didn't mean it.

Xie Shuo just opened his eyes and saw the scenery in front of him.

Frozen for two seconds, Ye Jing grabbed the bath towel and covered his chest, no matter whether he could see it or not, he rushed into the cloakroom in a panic.

Looking at her white back who fled, Xie Shuo leaned on the head of the bed, pulling the corner of her lips lightly.