Husband who loves and loves privately is super awesome

It was the first time that the other party saw Ye Yiming treat himself like an uncle on a blind date. Mr. Li almost wrinkled his eyebrows together, not understanding that it was his nature that the good person that Ye's mother said was a good person.

Mr. Li's lungs are about to explode, but Ms. Li has already secretly agreed with Ye Yiming. This kind of mature and attractive man is most likely to be missed by little girls. He even looks up at Ye Yiming from time to time between meals. I thought I was doing it without anyone noticing, but in fact, the people on the table had seen it clearly.

Ye Yiming laughed at her coldly in his heart, "Small, heartless."

It's almost twelve o'clock, Yang Minhui still has work tomorrow, so she can't continue to accompany Yang Qingqing and continue to suffer, so she can only discuss with Yang Qingqing, "Qingqing, mom has something to do in the company tomorrow, so go to bed first." Now, if you have anything to do at night, just call me, it's okay."

Yang Qingqing sat on the sofa, staring at the front with dull eyes, as if she didn't hear what Yang Minhui said, she just nodded silently, and turned her attention to the phone again.

This is the backup machine that Yang Minhui prepared at home, just in case, but it still came in handy. Yang Minhui laughed at herself, not knowing whether she did the right thing this time, and now she has no idea. Shaking his head, he glanced at Yang Qing, who was sitting on the sofa, and sighed indistinctly, as if his heart was still being pricked by a needle.

Back in the room, after much deliberation, Yang Minhui edited a text message to Ye Yiming and sent it, thinking that even for her sake, Ye Yiming should reply to the message. After sending, Yang Minhui fell into a deep sleep.

Yang Qingqing sat alone in the empty living room for a while, and just when she was about to lose her hold, the phone rang suddenly, and the tears that Yang Qingqing had kept in her eyes immediately flowed down like she didn't want money , choked up for a while and couldn't speak.

"I'm sorry, Qingqing. I didn't expect my mother to give me a blind date. I thought it was a very casual occasion. It's just the same as before. Thank you, Master!" I wanted to drive directly to Yang Qingqing's house, but I was afraid that I would be thrown out, so I restrained myself a bit, what do I like.

After Yang Qing listened to the explanation, he felt less pressure in his heart, but he still couldn't speak. It's no wonder he, the doctor said the effect of the lunar calendar.

About a month ago, Yang Qingqing found that she was sometimes stimulated and couldn't speak normally, some intermittently, but this time it seemed to be more serious, she seemed to have no way to speak.

Ye Yiming didn't hear Yang Qingqing's answer in the car for a long time, and he felt very upset in his heart.I'm sorry Yang Qingqing, I shouldn't have released her pigeons for an insignificant person.

"Qingqing, can you forgive me? I am willing to be a qualified boyfriend from today. I am outside your house. If you want, come out and see me, okay?" Ye Yiming said this almost humblely. Falling into silence, none of them hung up the conversation in tacit understanding.

Slowly, Ye Yiming heard the wind in the receiver, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually enlarged. When he saw that thin body running over and was finally hugged by him, he felt that he had embraced the whole world.

"Thank you for giving me this chance! I like you, Yang Qingqing!" Ye Yiming hugged Yang Qingqing happily and circled around.

The sky gradually began to snowflakes again, and it was already late at night, Yang Qingqing brought Ye Yiming back home.

"Qingqing, you are very beautiful today, did you dress up specially to meet me?" Ye Yiming saw that he had coaxed her well, so he began to want to flirt unscrupulously.

Yang Qingqing didn't like this, and continued to help him find the daily necessities he might need with a deadpan face. The family didn't come to the house very often, and the things left by Ye Yiming last time were already thrown away when the aunt cleaned up.

After finally finding out, Yang Qingqing was about to leave and go back to the room to rest, but Ye Yiming held her back and refused to let her go, "Can you say good night to me? I want to hear it."

Ye Yiming found that Yang Qingqing hadn't said a word to him from the beginning to the end, and he gradually began to be puzzled and worried.

Yang Qingqing wanted to shake her head, but after thinking about it, there was really no legitimate reason to refuse. Anyway, she needs to speak up for any reason, so it's better to show her cards directly.

Turning around and pulling Ye Yiming's hand to place on her vocal cords, Yang Qingqing tried to speak, Ye Yiming felt the vibration of the vocal cords, but did not hear any sound.

Ye Yiming suddenly felt a little flustered. This was one of the few panics in his life, but every time it was because of Yang Qingqing.

"Qingqing, tell me what's going on? It's just yesterday." Ye Yiming held Yang Qingqing's hand, trembling almost uncontrollably.

But good self-cultivation has taught Ye Yiming how to better control his emotions, so it doesn't seem too bad.

Yang Qingqing slowly typed on the phone, and then showed it to Ye Yiming.

"It's only caused by stimulation. I went to the doctor and he said it's a stress response and it will heal itself and wait for me."

After Ye Yiming read each word, his heart ached almost as if someone had pinched him hard, but Yang Qingqing was still as indifferent as before, which made him feel even more distressed.

Taking a deep breath, she hugged Yang Qingqing into her arms and rubbed her vigorously, "I'm sorry, this kind of thing won't happen in the future, today my phone ran out of battery, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Ye Yiming didn't know how to eliminate the negative impact of Yang Qingqing's stimulation, so he could only hug her and say sorry over and over again, as if it would be useful.

Yang Qingqing was hugged quietly, and suddenly burst into tears. It was because of the original Yang Qingqing's worthlessness, and also because of the memory of her past self. If I can meet this person again in this life, I should give him more trust, and I shouldn't do it again. So sensitive.

Feeling that her chest was already a little wet, Ye Yiming quickly picked up the tissue next to her and wiped Yang Qingqing's tears. She suddenly remembered that it was the same when she first met Yang Qingqing. She looked at herself with tears streaming down her face, crying like A tearful person, but insisted on that cold and arrogant backbone, unwilling to let others see his fragility.

Ye Yiming gently helped Yang Qingqing wipe away her tears, and gently kissed her forehead, "My little princess, go to bed, good night."

Yang Qingqing touched her ears unnaturally, opened her mouth slightly, and hurried back to her room after speaking, but Ye Yiming still saw clearly what Yang Qingqing said last.

He said, "Good night, my prince."

It was too late, the two of them were extremely sleepy, and fell asleep immediately after washing up.

The next day, Yang Huimin's company had an urgent matter waiting for her to deal with, so she woke up earlier than usual. She thought Yang Qingqing would just lie on the sofa, and she even prepared a small quilt for her. After all, she was sad before Sometimes, I will not leave the sofa for almost a whole day.

When she found that there was no one on the sofa, she turned back to the room and found that Yang Qingqing was on her bed.

Immediately, she felt some comfort in her heart. When she was going out, Yang Huimin realized that there was a car parked in front of her house. After a closer look, it was the one that Ye Yiming often drove.

Yang Huimin looked at the car and showed a sincere smile. It seemed that Yang Qingqing had really found her own happiness. At least the other party was much better than Lynch. Yang Huimin also felt relieved and drove on the road.

By the time Yang Qing thought about it, it was already noon. Yang Huimin usually would not go home for lunch, but it would be best to ask her aunt to come over and give her lunch according to the time.

Yang Qingqing hadn't eaten for almost a day. When she got up, she still had hypoglycemia and felt dizzy. Just as she was about to fall back to the bed, a pair of powerful big hands firmly grabbed her waist, and slowly pulled her away. Put it back on the bed.

"What's the matter? Why are you hypoglycemic? Is it because auntie doesn't give you food at home?" Ye Yiming's words rang in his ears. Although they were teasing, it was not difficult to hear the concern that could not be concealed.

Yang Qingqing tried her voice and found that she was still unable to speak, so she closed her eyes and prepared to wait for this time to pass before typing to clarify to Ye Yiming.

As soon as Yang Qingqing closed her eyes, her hands came to the position of her temples and gently pressed her. The strength was just right and it made people feel very comfortable. Yang Qingqing just needs to close her eyes and enjoy it.

After resting for a while, Yang Qingqing felt that he was almost done, so he pushed Ye Yiming's hand, indicating that he was much better.

"Are you hungry? I've seen it. Auntie cooked small wontons and old duck soup. They didn't irritate the stomach. It must be because you think you have irregular work and rest schedules, so I made them specially for you." Ye Yiming babbled , say more than Yang Qingqing.

Maybe if he said more, Yang Qingqing could break the excitement virtually.

"It doesn't matter to me, it's because of my body." Yang Qingqing insisted on showing Ye Yiming the content on her mobile phone, and Ye Yiming remembered that this was the question she asked in the first place.

Looking at the indifferent expression on Yang Qingqing's face, it's not the person who loved Lynch to death, nor the person who went out to play with him a while ago like a cutie, the one in front of him is the real Yang Qingqing, stubborn The cuteness, there is a strict contrast of cuteness.

Ye Yiming couldn't help pinching Yang Qingqing's cheeks, "Okay, I get it, go down and eat, if you don't eat, you'll be really cold."

Yang Qingqing felt that there was really nothing in her stomach, so she hurried downstairs to supplement some necessary nutrients.