Chapter 55:

The two silently looked at each other, Ji Qingying breathed tightly, approached on tiptoe, breathing across his ears, and whispered: "It doesn't matter if you don't bring it, you can help me..."
As soon as the voice fell, the overwhelming (kiss wen) fell.
Before Ji Qingying was ready, he pried away her shell teeth and (强qiang) got in.
Unprepared, Ji Qingying was slightly out of breath.
Her legs were inexplicably weak, and she was about to fall.
As soon as he moved, Fu Yanzhi hugged her and changed her posture, buckling her between himself and behind the safe passage door.
Put your hand on the back of her head to prevent her from hitting the door when she raises her head. With the other hand around her waist, the tip of her tongue entangled her and went deep.
Ji Qingying's body was tense, Fu Yanzhi (kissing) softly coaxed, "Relax."
In this environment, Ji Qingying could not relax at all.
She couldn't concentrate, she suddenly regretted it. Outside the safe passage, the voices of men and women were heard from time to time, which made her feel cheating.
I'm afraid the people outside are like them, what should I do if they suddenly come here.
Perceiving her inattention, Fu Yan bit her tongue like punishment.
Ji Qingying was in pain and stared at him. Her eyes are long and narrow, with well-defined layers, and the tails of her eyes are upturned, bright and dazzling. This look did not serve as a warning to Fu Yanzhi, but instead made him uncontrollable.
He has always liked her eyes, and he always felt that when she glanced at himself, she was always inexplicable (gou).
In the pupil, there is all the sense of charming (sexual xing). For a moment, Fu Yanzhi thought of the time when she looked at herself tenderly.
Thinking about it, the movements under his mouth became heavier, and his hands moved away from her back.
Ji Qingying's tongue was sore and numb from his sucking, but she was immersed in his kiss.
Every time Fu Yanzhi kisses (kiss), she can ignite the flame in her heart, and then gradually enlarge.
Before long, all her attention was on the man, (gou) responded with his neck, taking the initiative, and the two of them were inseparable, and the heartbeat and breathing gradually increased and accelerated.
I don't know how long I kissed, when Ji Qingying was sinking under everything he had done, a familiar and unfamiliar voice came from outside.
"Where did Qingying go? Didn't you mean to go to the bathroom? Why haven't you seen her for so long?"
"I don't know, didn't you see her in the bathroom?"
"Nope."
"Then go back and make a call with your mobile phone. Teacher Zhou is here, and the organizer said to introduce us personally."
...
The voice was getting farther and farther, but every word fell on the ears of the two.
When Ji Qingying was nervous, she bit Fu Yanzhi's panic.
Regardless, she pushed his shoulder: "...Don't."
Fu Yanzhi paused, and withdrew from kissing her lips, his voice was low, "Just so nervous?"
Ji Qingying beat him on the shoulder: "Fu Yanzhi."
Fu Yanzhi smiled low and let her go.
He kissed the corners of her lips, lingered on it, soothing her: "Don't be nervous."
After a while, he let go of Ji Qingying's mouth.
The two leaned against each other, panting, breathing particularly pronounced.
The light from the corridor inside penetrated through the gaps in the safe passage, allowing the two to see the expressions on each other's faces.
Ji Qingying raised her head and stared at Fu Yanzhi's lips with lipstick, feeling an indescribable (sexual xing) feeling.
She stared straight (gou)(gou), Fu Yanzhi lowered her head and raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"
His voice was still a little hoarse, and it sounded particularly numb and sultry.
Ji Qingying couldn't hold back, and leaned forward to kiss the corner of his lips.
Fu Yanzhi let her move, and asked with a chuckle: "Just let me let you go."
Ji Qingying looked at his eyes: "You have lipstick on your lips."
Fu Yanzhi said "Yeah" and hugged people into his arms with a low voice: "I don't want to worry about it."
"……why?"
Ji Qingying buried her head in his arms and did not dare to rub. She is afraid that her makeup will be lost.
As soon as the voice fell, the cell phone in Ji Qingying's handbag rang.
She cleared her throat and connected without changing her face.
"Hey."
Xu Bingying listened to her and looked around in the hall: "Qingying, where have you been? Here, let's say hello to Teacher Zhou or something. Come back soon."
Ji Qingying answered, "Okay, right now."
She paused, feeling Fu Yan's actions, opened her mouth and bit the finger he placed on her lips: "I'm back now."
"it is good."
She lowered her eyelashes and stared at the movements of his hands.
Fu Yanzhi didn't know whether it was intentional or intentional. He was helping Ji Qingying wipe the lipstick, rubbing her soft lips with his fingers, causing bursts of tingling.
Ji Qingying's eyelashes trembled lightly and did not stop him.
After a while, he flicked her finger to her lips and lifted it up.
Ji Qingying looked at the light coming in, and his thumb was covered with a light lipstick, which was in sharp contrast with the skin on his hand.
This scene gave Ji Qingying an unspeakable heart palpitations.
Just, I really want to pounce into this person's arms regardless, wanting to do something with him.
Under her gaze, Fu Yanzhi tilted his head, glanced at the glowing red lipstick on his fingers, and turned his gaze to her face.
The two looked at each other.
Ji Qingying pursed her lower lip and tugged at his clothes: "I took a tissue and wiped it for you."
"No need to."
Fu Yanzhi paused, rubbing his thumb and index finger to spread the lipstick.
Ji Qingying didn't quite understand what he meant by doing this.
She stared at his every move, her heart hung in the air by his actions.
"Go home at night and wipe it for me."
"..."
They were all adults, so Ji Qingying would not understand what Fu Yanzhi meant.
She said "Oh", her cheeks flushed: "Go back and talk about it."
She pointed her finger: "I went to the bathroom and went back to the lobby."
Fu Yanzhi said "Um" and looked down at her: "Would you like me to help you with a lipstick?"
Ji Qingying wanted to agree with the ghosts.
Before there was time, Fu Yanzhi's cell phone rang first.
She regained her senses, and pushed the person away: "It's too late, I'm leaving now."
After speaking, she didn't wait for Fu Yan to respond, opened the door and went out into the bathroom.
Fu Yanzhi looked at her fled back, with a smile in his eyes, and silently closed the corner of his lips.
There is no guilty heart, it is Ji Qingying.
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The two went back to the hall one after another. Except for Ye Qing's teasing look at Fu Yanzhi, no one knew what they did in the twenty minutes they disappeared.
Xu Bingying looked at Ji Qingying suspiciously and asked in a low voice, "What did you do?"
Ji Qingying didn't change her face and said, "Go to the bathroom."
Xu Bingying said "Oh", stared at her rosy lips for a while, then glanced at her red cheeks, and said to herself: "Did you blush after drinking?"
"?"
Ji Qingying was taken aback, and said: "Yeah."
Xu Bingying nodded and said in a low voice, "Then you will drink less later, your face is so red now."
"……Ok."
Ji Qingying has a guilty conscience, don't open her eyes and say: "I don't want to drink unnecessary things."
The two were muttering beside each other, Ji Qingying's eyes fluttered wildly, and she glanced at Fu Yanzhi from time to time.
Ye Qingzheng was talking to the organizer, and Fu Yanzhi stood beside her, especially conspicuous.
After a while, Ji Qingying and others were taken to the organizer.
Zhou Zhilan and Ye Qing were all there, chatting smoothly.
As soon as she went with Xu Bingying and another designer, the organizer said with a smile: "Come on, introduce to Teacher Zhou and President Ye, this is our champion this time, Ji Qingying. Teacher Zhou and President Ye should have both met. ?"
Ye Qing smiled and nodded, and said softly: "I have seen it, a particularly good designer."
Ji Qingying: "..."
She didn't know anything, so she could only pretend not to know her and greet her: "Good for Mr. Ye."
Ye Qing smiled, looked at her red face and said, "I look so beautiful."
The organizer laughed: "This is indeed."
As he said, he looked at Zhou Zhilan: "This is Teacher Zhou."
The smile on Ji Qingying's face closed, and a decent professional smile appeared: "Hello, Teacher Zhou."
Zhou Zhilan stared at her for a while, nodded, and said lightly, "Hello."
Xu Bingying and another designer also gave a separate introduction.
After the introduction, several people chatted together, and the chat was all related to design. It even diverged from the design to the market.
As Ji Qingying listened, her expression was erratic.
It was Zhou Zhilan who was talking to Ye Qing, and their little Luoluo was only responsible for listening, and it would be good to agree.
She had to admit that Zhou Zhilan was not a good mother, but in terms of design and market, she knew better than any of them.
Ji Qingying was reluctant to listen.
She never wanted to regard Zhou Zhilan as her goal and idol, but at this moment, she had to be persuaded by her thoughts and opinions.
Thinking about it, her eyes shrugged, her mouth pursed into a straight line.
I was walking, my finger was lightly (hooked).
Ji Qingying was taken aback, subconsciously raising her head.
Fu Yanzhi didn't know when he changed positions with Ye Qing and stood beside her. Because of the position, the movement of the two hands is completely invisible to others.
In the lively environment, Ji Qingying and him silently stared at each other.
She stared straight at his narrow and ink-like eyes, looked at the little finger held by him, and suddenly understood.
He got it.
He was calming her emotions.
She paused, moved quietly, and moved a little closer to him.
Although I don't know how Fu Yanzhi knew or sensed that he was depressed, but I have to say that Ji Qingying's mood turned from cloudy to clear at the moment he (gou) held his hand.
The little thumbs of the two people are together, like a hook.
The temperature of the fingertips travels along the blood and reaches the (chest xiong) cavity. Ji Qingying was surrounded by warmth, and a steady stream of heat was uploaded from the man to her side, which made her feel at ease.
Ji Qingying bends her lips silently. She didn't notice Zhou Zhilan's gaze staying on her for a moment, and then turned to Fu Yanzhi.
Ye Qing followed her eyes, and after seeing the hands held by the two, she cleared her throat, a little helpless.
After a while, Zhou Zhilan was called away by others. Xu Bingying just wanted to pull Ji Qingying to retreat, Ye Qing smiled and said, "Qingying, I really like your design this time. Do you have time to talk to me?"
Ji Qingying nodded: "Okay."
Xu Bingying understood, suppressing her voice and Ji Qingying said: "Then I will go there first, you will come over later."
"Ok."
As soon as Xu Bingying left, Fu Yanzhi turned around and introduced Ye Qing: "Mom, my girlfriend."
After that, Ji Qingying quickly changed her words: "Hello Auntie."
Ye Qing smiled, his eyebrows were soft: "Don't be so formal."
She looked at Ji Qingying and said softly: "Is it unsuitable for this kind of occasion?"
"There will be a little bit."
Ye Qing knew it, and said in a low voice, "You don't have to be forced (qiang) if you don't adapt. Not every designer has to long sleeves and dance well."
"it is good."
Ye Qing looked at her, the more satisfied she looked.
"Tired?"
Ji Qingying felt her care and answered one by one: "It's okay."
Ye Qing pointed to the sofa on the other side: "Go and sit there. Wear high heels and rub people."
The three of them sat down on one of the sofas, and when they sat down, Ji Qingying also relaxed.
Fu Yanzhi sat across from the two of them. From an outsider's perspective, Ji Qingying was chatting with Ye Qing. Of course, the fact is also true.
It’s just not about design, but about homework.
Ye Qing looked at her and said softly, "I have time to go home with Fu Yanzhi for dinner."
Ji Qingying smiled and nodded: "Okay, thank you auntie."
Ye Qing stared at her, and didn't want to put too much pressure on her, and started to praise her cheongsam instead.
Fu Yanzhi sat opposite the two of them. After feeling Ji Qingying's relaxation, he asked: "Would you like to eat something?"
Ye Qing glanced, "Go get a glass of juice to Qingying, and bring some pastries."
Fu Yanzhi looked at Ji Qingying.
Ji Qingying nodded: "I can do it."
Fu Yan smiled: "Okay."
As soon as Fu Yanzhi left, Ji Qingying couldn't hold back her spirit again.
Ye Qing was amused by her, bending her lips and saying, "Don't be so nervous, Auntie doesn't eat people."
Ji Qingying was embarrassed: "That's not what I meant."
Ye Qing patted her back to comfort her: "I know."
She smiled: "We don't have so many rules in our house. You and Fu Yan can do well, and you don't need to care about the others."
She took the initiative: "Actually, I knew you before."
"what?"
Ye Qingxiao: "Zhen Zhen likes you very much and will talk about you at home."
Ji Qingying was taken aback, and smiled: "I also like Zhen Zhen very much."
Ye Qing nodded: "When Hui Zhenzhen talked about you at home, I never thought that you and Fu Yanzhi would be so connected."
She did not rush and said, "Obviously they didn't see you in Jiangcheng, but they met in Beicheng."
Ji Qingying was startled, and subconsciously asked, "Go to Jiangcheng?"
Ye Qing nodded and looked at her in surprise: "Don't you know?"
Ji Qingying shook her head dumbfounded. She only knew that Fu Yanzhi had heard her own name, after all, Ye Zhenzhen was learning design, and would whisper in his ear from time to time.
But she really didn't know the two people went to Jiangcheng.
Hearing that, Ye Qing couldn't help but laugh: "That must be Fu Yanzhi, I'm sorry to tell you."
She said: "Last summer vacation, Zhen Zhen didn’t know where he knew that you have a studio in Jiangcheng. He clamored to go see you and buy a cheongsam. Then Fu Yanzhi happened to go to Jiangcheng for an exchange meeting. Followed."
Ji Qingying nodded in a daze, and raised her eyes to look at the man not far away.
Ye Qing sighed: "But Zhen Zhen said that I would not see you, it seems that your studio was resting on that day, which is a bit unlucky."
When Fu Yanzhi came back, the conversation between the two had just ended.
He put the dessert down and looked at Ji Qingying suspiciously: "What's the matter?"
Ji Qingying shook her head.
Ye Qing glanced at him: "You two chat, I'll go over there and say hello."
As soon as Ye Qing left, Fu Yanzhi took the opportunity to sit down beside her and asked in a low voice, "Are you nervous?"
"...No."
Ji Qingying looked at him, but stopped talking: "Go back and tell you."
Fu Yan said, "Yeah": "First eat something."
Ji Qingying nodded, holding back the desire to verify with him now
hope.
She took the dessert in front of her and took a bite, cushioning her belly a little.
After eating, Ji Qingying was not happy to stay with Fu Yanzhi. She pointed at Xu Bingying's side: "I went to Bingying's side."
Fu Yan nodded: "Go, can you go back early?"
"Ask later."
Ji Qingying got up and walked towards Xu Bingying's side. As soon as he passed, Xu Bingying was pulling gossips.
"I heard that man is President Ye's son."
Ji Qingying nodded: "Yeah."
Xu Bingying glanced curiously, and muttered, "I think you are quite familiar."
"what?"
Ji Qingying looked at her surprised: "How do you say it."
Xu Bingying shook her head, "I don't know how to say it, but I feel that when we talked just now, he looked at you with gentle eyes."
Ji Qingying: "...Aren't they all the same?"
"No, no, no." Xu Bingying looked at her: "Very different, women are super sensitive."
She pressed her voice and said, "He looks at us with a particularly indifferent expression, like a stranger, but when he looks at you..." Xu Bingying racked his brains for a while and said, "A little bit pampered."
"..."
Xu Bingying stared at Ji Qingying's dazed expression (look), and muttered: "I don't know if it's right to say that, I have this feeling, does he like you?"
Hearing this, Ji Qingying chuckled, raised her eyes and glanced at Fu Yanzhi: "It shouldn't be there."
Xu Bingying glanced along, then set her eyes on her: "I think it's possible."
She said seriously: "Just like you, most single men will fall in love with you at first sight tonight."
Ji Qingying: "..."
She couldn't laugh or cry, and said softly: "It's not so exaggerated."
"some."
Although the two are competitors, Xu Bingying has to admit that Ji Qingying is better than herself in all aspects.
She will appreciate the same (sexual xing), and she will also appreciate people who are stronger than her own (strong qiang).
Although, occasionally a little envious, but more admiration. In her, there is little jealousy of women.
Even if there is, she will try to suppress it.
The two of them were muttering nearby, and they didn't notice someone coming nearby.
Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice came in his ears.
"Qingying."
Ji Qingying paused and raised her head subconsciously.
As soon as he raised his head, the voice from the other side also followed: "Why is the little son of the He family here?"
"Didn't he say that he was hospitalized in a car accident?"
"Should be discharged."
Ji Qingying's eyelashes trembled and looked back at this strange and familiar face.
She paused, and said blankly: "Is the husband admitting the wrong person."
He Yuan looked down at her and smiled suddenly: "Can you call your name if you admit your mistake?"
Ji Qingying didn't say a word.
Xu Bingying looked at the posture of the two of them, and thought for a while and said, "You guys talk."
Before Ji Qingying could stop, she slipped away.
She took a deep breath and went to find Fu Yanzhi subconsciously. But Fu Yanzhi of this meeting is not in the lobby. Ji Qingying thought for a while, this person probably went out to answer the phone.
He Yuan straight (gou) (gou) stared at her, and asked with his hands (inserted in cha), "Do you really plan not to talk to me?"
His voice was also low, but it was completely different from what Fu Yanzhi gave her.
In Fu Yanzhi's place, her heartbeat would speed up when she heard the sound, and she would be happy and joyful. But He Yuan's voice would only make her feel bored and even sick.
She paused, and asked nonchalantly: "Are you busy?"
He Yuan smiled and looked at her with scorching eyes: "I can't find you if it's okay?"
Ji Qingying pulled her lower lip, plain and indifferent: "Yes."
She raised her chin: "My time is precious, and I don't want to waste it on unimportant people."
He Yuan choked and looked at her seriously.
He suddenly felt that Ji Qingying had changed a lot. Although she was so pretty in the past, she didn't have such sharp teeth and mouth, and her whole person (sexual sex) was very light, like a wooden beauty.
Later, the (color) color gradually became available, but unfortunately, the (color) color was not fully bloomed before it was covered by dust.
He paused and whispered: "You don't want to tear your face with me here, right?"
Ji Qingying didn't say a word.
If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, she could now splash the glass of wine in her hand onto He Yuan's face.
He Yuan has been with her for three years. Although she is not very close, she also knows what she is.
She has always been decent, seldom can do anything good, and she is extremely rational.
Even if he was sorry for her, she didn't lose her reason to do something to them.
He Yuan was quiet for a moment, and whispered: "I went to watch your game last time." Ji Qing's video didn't hear it, and he lowered his head and sipped his drink.
He Yuan didn't care about her attitude either. He smiled lightly and said, "Very thoughtful."
After hearing that, Ji Qingying sneered and said sarcastically, "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. He gave these."
He Yuan heard the ridicule in her words and was not angry. He was silent for a while and whispered: "Sorry."
Ji Qingying smiled slightly: "Sorry for being late."
She looked at He Yuan and asked calmly, "Did you forget what I said when you graduated."
He Yuan was startled.
He did not forget that when he graduated that year, Ji Qingying was decisive.
With a smile on her face, Ji Qingying reminded: "If you forget, then I don't mind reminding it again."
Her voice was cold, and she said word by word: "I can forgive you and Lin Xiaoshuang. But the premise is that you and her will never show up in front of me. Just seeing you makes me feel sick!"
As a result, one or two of them appeared in front of her again.
Ji Qingying thought, she might not learn to forgive in this life. No matter who it is to, the wound has been hurt, and even if the wound is healed, it is impossible to leave no trace.
He Yuan's lips moved, as if he wanted to explain something.
Ji Qingying didn't give him a chance at all, turned around and wanted to leave. He subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hand to hold her, but Ji Qingying avoided him before his hand reached it.
Ji Qingying looked at him: "For the reason that you have taken care of me, don't let me shake out the disgusting things about you and Lin Xiaoshuang."
She lowered her eyes, looked at his hand hanging in the air, smiled slightly and said, "Especially your dirty hands that have passed Lin Xiaoshuang."
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Fu Yanzhi answered a phone call from the hospital, and when he entered the lobby after talking, he saw Ji Qingying walking towards him regardless.
He unconsciously opened his hand, and Ji Qingying crashed into his arms.
"what happened?"
Fu Yanzhi held her with one hand and raised his eyes to see the situation inside.
When he raised his eyes, he met the gaze of the strange man.
Ji Qingying shook his head and pulled his clothes: "I want to go out."
"it is good."
Fu Yanzhi didn't ask anything, and took her out.
No one noticed the little movement of the two of them except those who had been following them.
He Yuan squinted his eyes and looked at the man Ji Qingying took the initiative to hold. He took the wine handed over by the waiter and sipped his mouth before turning his head to look at the assistant who was following him: "Look up who is that person."
"Yes."
After walking out of the hall, Fu Yanzhi shook her hand. The hand was cold, not at all like summer's body temperature.
He frowned.
"Is it cold?"
"cold."
Ji Qingying acted like a baby with him: "I want to go back."
Fu Yanzhi lowered his eyes, stared at her a few times, and unconditionally obeyed: "Okay, let's go home."
His voice was gentle, like the gentle evening breeze, blowing through her ears, making her feel that she still had something to rely on, and her heart could calm down.
Ji Qingying said "um", (强qiang) suppressing the surging emotions: "Okay."
Fu Yanzhi called Ye Qing, but Ye Qing didn't notice the situation here, and just hung up after a few warnings.
Putting away the phone, Fu Yanzhi looked at the person in his arms: "Can you still go?"
Ji Qingying nodded.
Fu Yanzhi paused and said in a low voice, "I will take you away."
When the words fell, he hugged Princess Ji Qingying.