The beauty god is forced to love every day

When the two of them left the room, it was around one or two o'clock in the afternoon. Fortunately, neither of them had work, so it didn't matter.

Yan Qing curled up in a rattan chair, holding an iPad in her hand to read the latest entertainment news, and reached out to take the coffee. "If you keep going on like this, you'll have to move your job home."

Jin Zeyan held a cup of tea and stood on the balcony, looking at the yard below. "It's just occasionally. When I'm busy with work, I can't see each other often."

"That's right." Yan Qing responded.

Jin Zeyan pointed to the empty space below and said, "Why don't we buy some flowers and plant them in the yard? It feels a bit weird to see it empty there."

Yan Qing stood up and walked closer, looking in the direction Jin Zeyan pointed, "Okay! What kind of flowers do you like?"

Jin Zeyan thought for a moment, "Let's plant some Corollas! Passionate love lasts until death."

Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, then nodded and agreed, "Okay, I'll let the servant arrange it."

"No, I'll plant them myself." Jin Zeyan said seriously, "Next year there will be a large area of red roses."

"Then let's make it public, okay?"

Yan Qing agreed without even thinking about it, "Okay! Then we'll get married, and I want everyone to know that you're mine."

Jin Zeyan smiled and looked at Yan Qing, "Okay, but I want the big screens throughout South City to be filled with our wedding photos, with you being the bride."

"Impossible, I want you to marry me with a phoenix crown and a bridal robe." Yan Qing reached out to tickle Jin Zeyan.

"If you agree to let me wear that, I can wear the phoenix coronet and bridal robe."

"That's what you should wear. Tie your wolf tail into two small buns and buy some bells."

..........

"Stop, don't run."

"If I don't run, I'll be tied up in a ponytail."

..........

The two played around for a while, had a simple meal, and then went out to the flower market to buy flower seedlings.

I bought a little too much, so I ended up having it delivered to my door, mainly because the car they drove was really not suitable for transporting the goods.

When they came back, it was already seven o'clock in the evening. After a quick wash, they got to work.

The next morning, Jin Zeyan woke up first. Looking at the people around him, he felt inexplicably satisfied and kissed Yan Qing on the forehead.

I got up quietly, put the porridge on the fire to simmer, and took my tools to plant flowers.

When Yan Qing woke up, there was no one around him. He moved slightly and gasped in pain.

"One, two, block out the pain for me."

[Boss, you need to be moderate.] Yi Er waved his hands and smiled secretly at Yan Qing, who was covered in scars.

Yan Qing lay on the bed, feeling the pain disappear. He didn't want to be like this, but he always looked at Jin Zeyan and said coquettishly that it was the last time.

He couldn't even say no, and now it seemed that this guy had found his weak spot. The main reason was that the body in this world was indeed a bit weak.

"How is the evidence you collected?"

When Yi Er heard this, he immediately became dispirited. [Boss, monitor all devices, as well as all contacts and social connections around her.]

[I can't find any evidence at all. Your mother has been single for decades and doesn't even look for a gigolo. She just goes to work every day.]

[I almost suspect that she is a human-machine. The program is designed by AI, otherwise how could there be no flaws at all. ]

Yan Qing casually wore one of Jin Zeyan's shirts, the hem of which just reached below her hips, exposing her straight legs to the air.

I walked to the balcony and opened the curtains. "Is it that exaggerated?"

I felt like crying but couldn't. It had been monitoring me for several days, and it was like this every day. [That's how it is. If you don't believe me, just watch.]

As he said this, he was about to retrieve the surveillance video for Yan Qing.

"No need, I trust you, just continue monitoring." Yan Qing spoke out to stop them and his eyes fell on the yard below.

Jin Zeyan was wearing a black vest and black shorts, holding a hoe in his hand. The muscles in his arms were tight and strong, and a thin layer of light was shining under the sunlight.

It looks like it has been up for a long time, and a lot of trees have been planted.

Jin Zeyan noticed someone's gaze, and the moment he raised his eyes, his pupils shrank. The white legs were clearly in front of him. This guy was just standing on the balcony.

No pants either!!

He was so scared that he immediately dropped his hoe and ran back.

Yan Qing watched Jin Zeyan run away in an instant, and murmured, "What is this guy doing?"

Before he could think about it for a moment, he saw Jin Zeyan appear at the door in an instant, with a rather unhappy look on his face, and strode towards him.

"Why did you suddenly come up here........Ah!........"

The words below were suddenly drowned out by the exclamations, because Jin Zeyan suddenly lifted him up and neatly closed the curtains.

The crisp sound of slapping rang out in the quiet room, and a numbing sensation spread across Yan Qing's buttocks, causing his old face to turn red. It was so embarrassing.

It's shameful that she was spanked at such an age.

Jin Zeyan threw him onto the bed, leaned over and pressed him down, his tone was a little serious, "Brother Qing, do you want to be fucked to death on the bed?"

"Standing on the balcony without pants on, what if a pervert sees you?"

Facing the angry Jin Zeyan, Yan Qing was not afraid at all. It was the first time she saw a puppy with its fur standing on end, and it was very interesting.

She put her arm around Jin Zeyan's neck and said, "Baby, I'm afraid there's no one else here except you, a pervert."

When Jin Zeyan heard this, he immediately remembered something. This was the tallest villa and there were no residents around. Even if there were any, they were halfway up the mountain.

But he still didn't want Yan Qing to be like this, so he could be the only one watching. "Even if this is the case, I won't allow it. You must wear pants."

"Alright!" Yan Qing reached out and wiped the sweat off Jin Zeyan's chin, "Are you tired? It's so hot outside."

Jin Zeyan deliberately splashed sweat on Yan Qing's face, "I'm not tired, this amount of sweat is not as much as yours last night."

Yan Qing thought of the floor-to-ceiling windows and the swing on the rooftop, and her Adam's apple rolled inexplicably. She did not refute Jin Zeyan's words.

Jin Zeyan lowered his head and kissed away his sweat, "Brother Qing, don't seduce me, or you won't get up today."

Yan Qing: “………”

I don't know what to say for a moment. Age is a flaw! I have the will but not the strength. Even divine power cannot save my image.

Jin Zeyan took his sports shorts and put them on, then picked him up again, "Warm the porridge on the fire, and we'll eat if you're hungry."

Yan Qing was a little amused by Jin Zeyan's match, "No, who taught you this combination, a shirt with sports shorts."

“It’s not a product of the same world at all.”

Jin Zeyan took a look and found that it did not match, so he took Yan Qing to the cloakroom nearby to change clothes.