beautiful boss

Chapter 70 Changing clothes

The scene of tasting the small cakes jumped up, and he rushed to the French window in the kitchen, and really saw Qin Yi's figure in the corner of his backyard.

Immediately, the cake stopped eating, the air conditioner stopped blowing, and the scenery froze!

Volunteered and said: "Mom, I'll go out and help first!"

"Hey, didn't you just say that it's hot outside and you don't feel well?" Chen Lan wondered, but the next moment Jing had already run out of the kitchen.

Seeing his anxious appearance, Chen Lan smiled at Zhu Li: "I think the relationship between Jing Jing and Qin Yi is not bad now. When you brought Qin Yi home when you were a child, he was like this. He didn't even have shoes at that time. Wear it, and run into Qin Yi's arms."

From the bright window of the kitchen, you can see Jing Jing rushing to Qin Yi's side, the two of them did not know what they said, Qin Yi smiled slightly.

Looking at this picture, Chen Lan's eyes revealed memories of the past, but Zhu Li saw some inexplicable clues.

When did the relationship between these two become so good?Didn't Jing Jing ignore Qin Yi's love before?

Chen Lan said quietly: "It would be great if my baby was a girl. Look at them, they seem to be a good match."

Zhu Li also nodded, "It's fine if Qin Yi is a girl."

At this moment, the two women who gave birth to sons felt a kind of sadness in their hearts that "having a son is worse than giving birth to a daughter".

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Jing Ao, who was walking slowly to the backyard, was not in a hurry to help Qin Yi move things together. After all, he didn't look like Qin Yi, who was impatient to improve his favorability and prepare to be his son-in-law.

As soon as he walked to the backyard, a small whirlwind brushed beside him, almost knocking Jing Ao down. Jing Ao took a closer look, and the person who ran out of speed and demeanor was Jing Ao.

After being an older brother for so many years, Jing Ao really didn't know that Jing Jing, a tender and beautiful waste that couldn't be carried by his hands or shoulders, could run like a runaway little white horse at the speed of a sprint champion.

Absolutely, is this the power of love?

Jing Ao covered his stomach, looked at the two people in the distance, and instantly didn't want to go there.

Who can tell him why there is a sour smell of love between two people who have not established a relationship? !

"Qin Yi, when did you come? Why didn't you send me a message."

Jing Jing has been struggling since Friday night whether to send Qin Yi a message, but remembering that he has no serious business to look for him, if he disturbs Qin Yi who is busy with work, then the chatting and gaining favorability will become negative points ?

So Jing Jing was reserved, while being reserved, at the same time, she was impatient like a kitten that was pretending to be scratching people.

Qin Yi really smiled when he saw the scenery, "I just drove here, I wanted to find you, but Uncle Jing said that there is something in the backyard that I need to take there, so I came here first."

"What do you want to move, I'll help you move it together." Jing Jing patted her thin chest, determined that it was time to show off her boyfriend power.

When a male is pursuing a mate, out of genetic instinct, he will subconsciously show his masculinity, and Jing Jing is no exception, but he forgot that his thighs are not as thick as Qin Yi's arms, and he can't resist when he sees it. The beautiful waste mentioned is the factory setting of the scenery.

A heavy box of charcoal weighed nearly fifty catties, and the gray and black powder on the edge of the box made the scene a little cleanliness.

"Stop sticking your hands, these things are not clean, let me do it." Qin Yi, who aspired to be a "door-to-door son-in-law", didn't think it was too dirty or heavy. Putting on linen gloves, he picked up the charcoal box with one hand, and the other You can also hold two outdoor benches in your hand.

"Qin Yi, you are so strong—" Jing Jing said dryly, empty-handed.

"Really?" Qin Yi's arm, which was holding the charcoal, bulged out the outline of vigorously charged muscles, and stretched out the sleeves of his shirt, which was rolled up to the elbow joint, and even the pectoral muscles on that side seemed to be exerting strength.

Men have a pursuit of strength and beauty, and the scenery is thin, and they also have a yearning for such a majestic figure, but he may not be able to reach Qin Yi's state in his life, so he doesn't have it in himself, and he has a kind of "a little bit" for others. Greedy' thoughts are also normal.

Jing Jing, who was silently drooling in his heart, firmly told himself that this is normal, and definitely not because of his love for Qin Yi.

Jing Ao also came late, picked up the last few chairs and folding tables, and hurriedly passed Qin Yi who was carrying heavy objects and walking slowly as if walking in the garden like Jing Jing.

It's been too long since we've been in love, and he really doesn't understand.

I'd rather torture myself than follow the scenery, why can't I just run over and put my things down before strolling around the garden?

Jing Jing didn't know that he and Qin Yi had already revealed their secrets to Jing Ao, but he felt that Jing Ao, who was not looking sideways, was weird.

What are you doing so fast? Is there a ghost chasing after you?

As Qin Yi who moved the most things among the three, he was naturally praised by Jing Zhongxun, "Qin Yi's figure is really well trained, he's really energetic, he's still young."

The weather wasn't very cool in the afternoon, so Qin Yi inevitably sweated from the heat, and the shirt on his chest was wet, revealing slightly the inner layer and the outline of his strong muscles.

Qin Yangshan said: "Aside from work, he only has fitness as a hobby, and he doesn't know how to go fishing or climbing mountains."

"Young man, what mountain are you climbing?" Jing Zhongxun said 'tsk' when he saw Jing, who was wearing cropped shorts and a wide-cut t-shirt, couldn't hide his thinness and dryness, "Jing, you take Qin Yi into the house and change clothes. "

It's a hot day, I'm wrapped in a suit outside, and the sun hasn't set yet, so I'm sick of the heat first.

Qin Yi followed Jing into the house, greeted Chen Lan and Zhu Li, and went upstairs.

Qin Yi definitely couldn't wear Jing Jing's clothes, so he could only borrow two from Jing Ao.

When Jing Jing knocked on the door to borrow clothes, Jing Ao put on a forbearing face, but in the end he threw out the T-shirt, shorts and underwear to Jing Jing.

"The underpants are new, so I don't have to return them."

Seeing his constipated expression, Jing Jing thought that Jing Ao was stingy, so he flipped through the brand of his clothes, "I'll transfer the money to you later."

Jing Ao sneered, he gave away his younger brother, are you still missing these two clothes?

When Jing Jing returned to the room, Qin Yi had already taken off the shirt and base layer on his upper body, and his capable and tight muscles appeared naked in front of Jing Jing with a crystal luster moistened by sweat.

At times like this, it might be time for someone less serious to whistle.

But Jing Jing was a rookie, and his face turned red instantly, "Qin Yi, um, um, here are your clothes, you can take a shower in the bathroom first and then change."

Qin Yi turned around, his vigorous chest muscles were right in front of Jing Jing, "Thank you."

"No thanks." Jing Jing turned his eyes away, the progress was a bit too fast, he had to slow down.

Qin Yi looked at Jing Jing's red ears, and his heart skipped a beat, "What's wrong, why are your ears so red?"

"It's nothing. I just came in from the outside and it's too dry. Go take a shower quickly. I'll take your shirt off and ask someone to wash it for you."

"You don't need someone to wash it, I'll take it home—" Wash it yourself.

In the middle of Qin Yi's words, Jing Jing had already grabbed the shirt on the bed and rushed out, running faster than a rabbit.

Looking at the closed bedroom door, Qin Yi laughed.

Jing ran to the corridor, clutching two thin clothes, her heart beating like a drum, and secretly cursing herself for not living up to expectations.

Jingjing, what you don't have on Qin Yi, you're ashamed.

Looking down to see the shirt in his hand, Jing Jing shook it, and had an intuitive understanding of Qin Yi's superior shoulder and bust size. This shirt may be worn as a skirt on Jing Jing.

The shirt in front of him exuded Qin Yi's unique smell, and by accident, Jing buried his face in the shirt. The gloomy aftertone of the wooden perfume was mixed with a delicate fragrance, a little bit of Qin Yi's sweat smell.

Such a private taste is like being held in Qin Yi's arms.

Jing Jing's ears became redder when he realized what perverted things he had fantasized about, and his face raised from the snow-white shirt was as red as a tomato that was about to rot.

"Whose clothes are these?" Chen Lan asked.

"Qin Yi's." Jing Jing handed the clothes to the maid.

"Why is your face so red?"

"... well tan."

Chen Lan held up the face of her slender and tender son with concern, "Let mom see why it's so red from the sun, and it's still a little hot, isn't it a fever?"

"Yeah, this is too popular, why don't you call the doctor." Zhu Li said.

"Mom, it's okay, I'll be fine in a while." Jing Jing hurriedly stopped, and asked the doctor to come and watch him bursting capillaries on his face because of a shame attack?

Chen Lan frowned, "Don't leave the house before the sun goes down. Your skin is fragile and sensitive. Go sit down and eat watermelon? Mom will make it for you."

Jing Jing sat awkwardly on the sofa eating watermelon, and Qin Yi also came down from the stairs after a while. Qin Yi's hair, which is usually shaped with jelly water, was still a little wet at this moment, hanging down in front of his forehead. He was wearing Jing Ao's black A t-shirt and five-point shorts, without the usual steady look.

"Have you finished washing?" Jing Jing, who was eating watermelon, said awkwardly, and couldn't look directly at Qin Yi's face, "I'll take the clothes for you to wash."

"Thank you, Xiaojing." Qin Yi sat down next to Jingjing, and the two of them rubbed their shoulders together. The sofa was huge, but they had to be next to each other.

"Do you want to eat watermelon?" Jing Jing raised the melon in his hand, and Chen Lan cut it in half for him, and asked him to hold it and dig it with a spoon. Sweet, I can’t finish it all by myself.”

Ask Qin Yi to eat watermelon, but Jing only has a spoon in his hand.

The two adults looked at each other, and the crackling current secretly surged.

Qin Yi's Adam's apple rolled, his intuition made him ignore the plight of only one spoon, and he opened his mouth and said, "Eat."

When Jing Jing's spoon dug out the watermelon and handed it to Qin Yi's mouth, both of them forgot that the best way to eat melon together was to go to the kitchen and get another spoon, two steps away.

However, Jing Jing lost his mind when he saw Qin Yi, and couldn't remember this.

Qin Yi understood, but wanted to use Jing Jing's hand to play that ambiguous indirect kiss.