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Chapter Twelve

Chong Tiange probably has a really casual personality. His clothes and pants are randomly hung in the wardrobe of the cabin, and they are not even locked.

Ye Yingning easily found his wallet and cell phone, and her heart beat fast because she had never done such a thing.

She quickly looked back at the sleeping man on the bed. She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down.

Although it was inappropriate to convince himself again, there was no other way to do so. Ye Yingning still turned his back to Chong Tiange and opened his wallet.

There is only a small amount of cash, about 2,000 yuan, and there are also several domestic and foreign bank cards, without any bills, which looks clear at a glance.

She frowned and put her wallet back, so she had to put all her hope on Chong Tiange's mobile phone.

His mobile phone is a customized phone. At first, Ye Yingning was worried about whether it was unlocked with fingerprints or other complicated passwords, but obviously her concern was unnecessary. Chong Tiange had no password set, so he just used his fingertips.

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Ye Yingning didn't bother to read the other ones, so he went straight to the topic and clicked on the address book first.

There are about 300 people in the address book, and they all have names she doesn't know at first glance.

It seems that Chong Tiange seems to have some obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the contacts are classified very carefully, including family, friends, classmates, subordinates, etc., which makes Ye Yingning easily see the friends column.

She looked over quickly one by one, trying to remember those names.

There are dozens or hundreds of them, and it is not easy to remember them all.

Ye Yingning thought about it, turned off the phone, and then planned to remove the phone card.

Just as she lowered her head and just opened the back cover of her phone, the light above her head lit up with a "bang"!

Blood flowed backwards, and in an instant, my brain seemed to be completely cleared. Ye Yingning felt a strong sense of dizziness. She held her phone tightly and didn't dare to look back.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet? You're not afraid of catching a cold with barefoot."

The man behind him yawned, his voice was lazy and a hint of hoarseness that he had just woken up.

I don't know how to answer, Ye Yingning stood there. After hearing what he said, he felt a chill, which started from the soles of his feet and rushed to the top of his head, and his whole body seemed to become extremely cold.

Her toes curled up unconsciously. Ye Yingning thought of hundreds of excuses, but none of them were perfect enough and she could not prove her innocence.

"I, I can't sleep."

She bit her lip and still didn't dare to turn around. She hesitated for a long time and finally found the sound and squeezed out a few words.

"When I have insomnia, I can't sleep the more I play with my phone, so there are no games on my phone. I see that someone in the company has downloaded several games and secretly played them underneath during meetings. Have you ever played them? If it's fun, I'll try it too.



Chong Tiange leaned against the head of the bed, and the thin blanket covered most of his body. This picture was really tempting.

However, Ye Yingning turned his back to him and couldn't see it.

She could hear that he was trying to find a way for himself. If he really thought he knew nothing, it would be too stupid.

"I, I don't know either."

Ye Yingning closed the wardrobe, stuffed Chong Tiange's cell phone back into his coat pocket, and then took out a thin blanket from it and held it in his arms.

"Yes, it's the coldest when it's almost dawn. I'll go down and add another blanket."

She climbed onto the bed with her hands and feet, put a thin blanket on her legs, and lay down beside Chong Tiange.

He didn't say anything, reached out and turned off the light, and soon the room fell into darkness again.

Ye Yingning was even more sleepy. She knew that Chong Tiange was also awake. The two of them had their own thoughts, but neither of them was willing to be the first person to break the silence.

She curled up under the blanket, feeling that the air was like ice, and it was not yet cold.

"cold?"

Chong Tiange noticed Ye Yingning's shriveling and reached out to wrap her in his arms. She paused, and her stiff body gradually regained her intuition. She arched a few times and found the most comfortable position in his heart.

"I was peeking at your phone just now."

She bit her lip tightly, thought about it and confessed her "crime". Anyway, she couldn't hide it, so she could just tell it and ask for a "confession and lenient".

His muffled smile came from above his head, and Chong Tiange's chest was undulating with laughter, and he stopped for a while.

"Why, do you think there is a company secret of Tianpeng on my phone? Then sell it to my competitors?"

Although there was a smile in his eyes, there was a hint of imperceptible coldness in his voice, like a cheetah, ready to go and rush over to bite the enemy's neck at any time.

Ye Yingning broke free from his arms with a "scarlet" sound and knelt in front of him.

Her hair was completely dispersed, like a good piece of silk, smooth and black, without a trace of variegated color.

Chong Tiange likes the feeling of running his fingers through her hair the most. Ye Yingning knows that when she is with him, she always doesn't tie it up and lets him play with it.

She didn't care about her long and messy hair, she gasped and looked at him, and denied it flatly: "I don't!"

She looked into his eyes and spoke word by word: "I'm just afraid."

He looked at her pale face with a playful look and asked, "Scared?"

Chong Tiange couldn't figure out what Ye Yingning was afraid of, so he was so afraid that he would take risks and go through his ** while he was sleeping.

"I am so passionate that I am like the wind and flowers, but I am so lucky that my husband is like the dew and the grass is drying,"

Ye Yingning smiled bitterly, murmured a low voice, raised his head slightly and explained: "The same is true for ancient and modern times. I am afraid that you are just greedy for the newness for a while."

Chong Tiange raised his eyebrows, his face calmed down, and he said laughingly: "Do you think I am Bo Xingro?"

Her heart was pounding, but she wanted to make a sad look, sighed and didn't want to say anything more.

But he grabbed her shoulder and refused to lie down, and had to make it clear.

"I want to know, what behaviors made you so worried about gains and losses? Ye Yingning, am I not good enough to you?"

To be honest, Chong Tiange really couldn't figure out her psychology.

She is not short of money, and she doesn't seem to have any plans to be with her after divorce. She never even takes the initiative to make an appointment with her. The relationship between the two seems to be her male favorite, and she occasionally gets together to meet her physiological needs!

It is said that women are too clingy and can't stand them.

But this kind of lover who is too independent is really a big deal!

Ye Yingning lowered his head, said nothing, calmed down for a few seconds, and suddenly pushed away Chong Tiange's hand and rushed forward to kiss his lips.

Her movements were too fast and too fierce, and her whole body was like a hungry tiger pounced on her food. A small tiger tooth hit his gums. Both of them were so distressed that they let out muffled and inhaled continuously.

But Chong Tiange not only did not push her away, but instead hugged Ye Yingning tighter.

She gasped violently in his arms, and in an instant she burst into tears, tears and hair stuck to her cheeks, feeling embarrassed.

"I don't want you to have contact with other women. I want to secretly see if the Tang sisters have looked for you again recently. Last time I was in the mall, I saw them buying things... I want to give them to you... I..."

Ye Yingning choked and kept sobbing, and could no longer say anything.

If this still cannot dispel the suspicion in Tong Tiange's heart, then she really doesn't know what to do.

He was slightly stunned. Chong Tiange didn't seem to expect her to say such words. His face was a little weird, and he couldn't say what his expression was.

"No, I'm so busy lately."

He blurted out, not even realizing that he was explaining to Ye Yingning.

She stopped sobbing, turned over and curled under the blanket, with her back facing Chong Tiange, and only her shoulders twitched twice occasionally.

"So, are you jealous?"

Chong Tiange recalled Ye Yingning's words last night, and deliberately imitated her tone, turned her over, and hugged her in his arms again.
Chapter completed!
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