With one eye of yours, you can sweep away all the pearls and jade sung on the poet's harp, beauty; But you didn't listen to their praise, so I came to praise you.
You can make the most arrogant head in the world fall at your feet.
But what you want to respect is the unknown person you love, so I will respect you.
Your perfect arms can make the emperor's glory more brilliant under their touch.
But you use them to sweep away the dust and clean your humble home, so I am full of awe.
-Tagore's Gardeners Collection
The morning sunshine kicked off the day. Ye Wudao and Wu Wenyue, who slept together like a young couple, embraced each other. When Ye Wudao opened his eyes, he found that Wu Wenyue, who had been baptized last night, was staring at herself with beautiful eyes, showing infinite tenderness and infatuation. Ye Wudao spoiled Wu Wenyue's little nose and said, "Don't get up?"
"Oh," Wu Wenyue immediately sat up to get dressed. He was peeking at Ye Wudao just now. Since he woke up, he had to get up. Because Wu Wenyue didn't have any clothes at this time, it was quite attractive. Ye Wudao was so close to watching her delicate breasts, the perfect hemispherical shape, ivory carving-like white skin color, delicate and round deep red breasts and slightly trembling moving posture, all of which made Ye Wudao, the head of a pervert, move. Wu Wenyue is the kind of woman (girl) who is getting more and more exquisite, which many women can't do.
Wu Wenyue was limped by Ye Wudao's ogling eyes, but she wanted to escape, but she didn't have the strength. Ye Wudao put her on the bed and laughed obscenity: "God understands human needs, so he put the sky so far away and the woman so close to the man. Since God put you so close to me, should I do something? "
Wu Wenyue was scared to climb away, but the pain from there made her groan, and her eyebrows frowned, which made her look lovely. Ye Wudao immediately remembered that she was a girl who had just lost her virginity. She hugged her lovingly and said, "Does it still hurt? You don't have to go to school today. I'll ask for leave for you. " Wu Wenyue leaned sweetly in his arms and didn't talk. She was used to listening to him. She had long regarded Ye Wudao's bullying and gentleness as the source of her happiness.
Still sitting in the super luxury Spyker sports car, but Ye Wudao was not in the mood. He turned on the phone and called Murong Xuehen, who told him to wait for her at the school gate. When Ye Wudao arrived at school, Murong Xuehen also arrived. As soon as she saw Ye Wudao, she ran to him with a face of anxiety and gasped: "No way, mom was really angry this time. You turned off your phone when you called. Mom asked people for a long time, but they didn't say anything ..." As she spoke, Murong Xuehen sobbed aggrieved, and it must be very difficult to choose between her brother and mother, who both loved.
Ye Wudao comforted the injured little woman while walking, which provoked the people around him to turn around 100%. After sending Murong Xuehen to the classroom, I went back to my own classroom and found that those students who were still strangers looked at themselves differently. The girls had a little admiration, while the boys had a deep jealousy. Ye Wudao thinks that people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong, so there will definitely be no less trouble in the future.
Han Yun didn't give him a good look in English class. Ye Wudao raised his hand for the first time several times and Han Yun didn't let him speak. He was completely invisible. After class, Ye Wudao went to the office to help Wu Wenyue take a leave of absence and walked behind her. As a result, her face was hot and her ass was cold. Han Yun didn't really look at him. They came to the office silently. Zhang Yan, the head teacher, didn't delay the class every day, so she hasn't arrived yet. Other teachers were not there because of miscellaneous things. Ye Wudao just wanted to explain. Han Yun sorted out the information and said coldly, "Prostitute!"
Ye Wudao was furious, and the clay idol was still angry. Even if you acted impulsively that day, you don't have to be so cynical. At this time, Zhang Yan came in to see Ye Wudao and asked, "What can I do for you?" Ye Wudao put Wu Wenyue's leave note on the table, and walked out of the office with a blue face. At the moment when he closed the door, Han Yun severely smashed a pile of materials in his hand on the table. Zhang Yan couldn't understand what happened to the teachers and students, but Han Yun's such a good accomplishment would make her really curious.
After a muddled day, Ye Wudao sat in his Mercedes like a prisoner rushing to the execution ground, and Murong Xuehen around him kept telling him never to talk back and to apologize humbly ... After a big talk, Murong Xuehen took the initiative to snuggle up in Ye Wudao's arms. "No way, did you spend the night at that girl's house yesterday?"
Ye Wudao wisely didn't speak, this time to say anything is adding fuel to the fire. Murong Xuehen's eyes gradually faded, and finally whispered in Ye Wudao's ear: "I want to sleep in a room without a road tonight!"
At home, as soon as he stepped through the door, Ye Wudao felt a strange and dreary atmosphere. He died early and survived early. Ye Wudao crustily skin of head went to the living room and bowed his head and sat down. Ye Hetu is holding a newspaper, while Yang Ningbing is waiting for Ye Wudao, and his body is cold.
"Don't think that snow marks help you lie, so I can't help you. Make things clear for myself!" Yang Ningbing said with a face of frost, this time she was really angry. She spent the night outside at such a young age, and when she grew up, she didn't become a street punk.
Ye Hetu didn't dare to protect the clown Ye Wudao this time. In this family, it's entirely Yang Ningbing who has the final say. Everything has to go through her instructions. It's miserable. Looking at the drooping head of his son, Ye Hetu secretly gloated. Boy, he always stole dad's imported cigarettes, which is what he deserved.
Ye Wudao played dumb and didn't know anything. He just bowed his head in silence, confessed his guilt, and had a face of false confession.
"say! Where did you go last night, what did you do, and who! " Yang Ningbing is getting hotter and hotter. He usually spoils you and becomes more and more lawless. If I don't teach you a lesson this time, don't completely degenerate! The cold tone made everyone present feel a sense of oppression. As the mayor of a national economic city, she naturally has a speechless momentum.
Ye Wudao insisted on silence with the belief of "frankly moving bricks from Xinjiang and resisting going home strictly for the New Year". Silence is my biggest rebuttal. I just spent the night outside. As for being so nervous?
Yang Ningbing's good accomplishment and elegant implication can't stop her from getting angry. She tortured Ye Wudao into compulsory education, which will become more and more intense. Ye Wudao just refused to speak, and the mother and son were deadlocked at once. Ye Hetu and Murong Xuehen felt that the situation was really a bit bad. Yang Ningbing had never been so rude before.
As Yang Ningbing gave Ye Wudao an ultimatum, the doorbell rang in time, and Murong Xuehen ran to open the door. It turned out to be her young aunt Yang Ningsu, who was graceful at the door with an elegant smile. In addition to her restrained and elegant dress, she also had inner enrichment to make every man enchanted. Dignified and elegant appearance and temperament are the typical typical standard daughter-in-law favored by the older generation of many noble families. Dressed in a neat and naked suit style, elegant but not eye-catching delicate makeup, and most importantly, the calm temperament naturally exuded by the whole body, Yao created a neat female anchor style, and such a dignified and intelligent temperament beauty is the focus of everyone wherever she goes.
Murong Xuehen immediately told the story quickly in the ear of the savior of Ye Wudao. Yang Ningsu listened to a story and walked to the hall to sit next to Ye Wudao. Wen Wan smiled and said, "Are you in trouble again? I really don't know when I will be like an adult. "