As the eldest daughter of the Ye family, the dress for Ye Yingning's birthday party was personally designed by a well-known costume designer in Zhonghai City, who came to the door in person with an assistant and multiple sets of costumes.

Zhou Yang also rushed back from the army. As soon as he entered the door, he took a shower before trying on a suit.

"The size given by Mr. Zhou is very accurate. It seems that no major changes are needed. Just adding a little wrinkle here will make it perfect."

The designer praised Ye Yingning repeatedly and gently zipped up the zipper on the back of Ye Yingning's dress.

For this birthday party, Zhou Yang repeatedly selected the brands of the dresses that he and Ye Yingning wore that day, and finally chose the designer who had been responsible for the high-end customization of dinner parties for celebrities and women in Zhonghai City for many years. He also personally finalized the wedding dress for the two of them.

dress styles.

The dress he chose for Ye Yingning was very in line with her temperament. It revealed her personality in its simplicity. It was in a tube top style, with a fishtail skirt that was short in the front and long in the back. It was supported by 11 fish bones, which made the upper body very plump and straight, and could also

The straight and long legs that she has always been proud of are vaguely exposed.

"I will write down all the details that need to be modified later, and the dress will be delivered directly to Xishan Villa on your birthday."

After the designer finished speaking, he simply tied up Ye Yingning's long hair, exposing her fair and slender neck so that she could see the overall look clearly.

The woman in the mirror has a slender and moderate figure, with two smooth protruding collarbones under her snow-white neck, and the rounded shoulders on both sides forming a perfect arc. The champagne-colored dress makes her look extremely noble and elegant, making her even more mysterious and charming than usual.

The bedroom door rang softly, and Zhou Yang, who had changed into a suit in the next room, slowly walked in. He nodded and smiled at the designer and her assistant very gentlemanly, exchanged a few simple greetings, and then cast his eyes on the night.

On Ying Ning.

The look of surprise that could not be concealed spread in Zhou Yang's eyes. He had known that his wife was beautiful and had an outstanding temperament. However, in the more than half a year after their marriage, he almost never had the opportunity to see her dressed up like this.

——The two slept in separate rooms, and because he didn’t know how to handle their relationship, he kept forcing himself to go home less frequently.

"Mr. Zhou."

After asking, the designer personally arranged the hem of Ye Yingning's long skirt that was flowing to the floor, then left with his assistant and gently closed the door.

In the huge room, only Zhou Yang and Ye Yingning were left. The two were not far away. The two figures appeared in the mirror at the same time. At a glance, they looked like a couple.

"Do you still like it? Mom said she wanted to give you a surprise and told me not to tell."

He stood in front of Ye Yingning with his hands in his pockets, and spoke calmly, as if all this was just a matter of being loyal and entrusted by others, and did not come from his heart.

"She has nothing to do all day long, so she naturally wants to have some fun when she gets a chance. Thank you for your hard work. I like it very much."

Ye Yingning twitched the corners of her mouth a few times and forced a grateful smile to him.

She really didn't expect that her parents would be so involved this time, presumably to pave the way for her future. After all, she had no biological brothers and sisters to rely on, and she would have to rely on her to inherit the Ye family's business in the future.

"Rather than hearing the word 'hard work', I hope my wife can be more affectionate to me."

Zhou Yang took out his hand and walked over until he was in front of her.

Only then did Ye Yingning realize that he was actually so tall, almost as tall as Chong Tiange, and she was nearly half a head shorter than him in high heels.

For a moment, inexplicable pressure and tension rushed over her, making her feel a little panicked.

Maybe it was because there were too many secrets hidden in this marriage, or maybe she always felt that her death was directly related to the man in front of her. In short, Ye Yingning was not only afraid of Zhou Yang, but also wary.

"Why don't you say anything, huh?"

Putting his right hand lightly around her waist, Zhou Yang straightened her face so that her eyes were facing him.

I don't know what to say to him, I don't even want to say anything to him. Zhou Yangzhi is just the most familiar stranger to Ye Yingning now. They live under the same roof, but they can't even sleep together.

According to relevant policies and regulations, if Zhou Yang does not take the initiative to file for divorce from the organization, then the two of them will continue to be entangled for many years and continue to maintain this marriage in name only.

And Ye Yingning really didn't want his hidden illness to be exposed to the world. Making it public might free her from the prison of marriage, but in that case, her relationship with Luan Chi would be completely exposed. Whichever of the two would be better.

Qing, she didn't dare to act rashly.

"No, my waist is a little tight and it makes me feel uncomfortable. It seems I should lose weight."

Ye Yingning hurriedly changed the topic. Her chin was still held in Zhou Yang's hand, so she had to lower her eyes to avoid his sharp gaze.

Zhou Yang frowned, laughing at her for being so helpless in lying, and simply let go of her hand.

"If it's too tight, just take it off."

His hand went around Ye Yingning's back, accurately touched the zipper, and slid it down.

She was shocked and turned around immediately, bending down desperately to stop Zhou Yang's movement. Her body posture suddenly became extremely weird.

In the mirror, the two of them were entangled together, one desperately trying to hide, the other pressing forward step by step.

In the end, Ye Yingning's dress slipped down to her waist. She looked at Zhou Yang embarrassedly, lowered her voice and roared: "Are you crazy?"

The designers and others were waiting outside, but inside a door, he actually humiliated her like this!

Being so close, she could even smell the light fragrance on his body, which should be the smell of aftershave, the smell of the ocean, mixed with the refreshing fragrance of mint and green tea, which made her lose consciousness for a moment.

There are two thin breast pads on the chest, with a skin-friendly design that fits tightly against the skin, wrapping the two beautifully shaped round balls, and trembles with the movements.

He had seen her naked body. On their wedding night, she took off her clothes in front of him with a blank look on her face, and climbed onto the bed mechanically like a puppet. She lay face up on her back, folding her hands on her lower abdomen, as if

Awaiting some kind of impending torture.

A stream of hot air began to flow slowly from the top of Zhou Yang's head, and the blood all over his body began to simmer faintly. Warm currents surged in his lower abdomen, and they all converged to a certain point between the legs, making it gradually become congested and hard.

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The long-lost impulse swept through his body again. He was a little unsure, but extremely eager, as if a drowning man had grabbed a life-saving straw and would give it a try!

"Let go!"

Ye Yingning only thought that Zhou Yang was deliberately tormenting her as revenge, and did not think of a deeper possibility, which made her extremely ashamed and angry.

Being immersed in anticipation, Zhou Yang couldn't wait to know whether he could regain his glory, so no matter what Ye Yingning said or did, he would never stop.

"Zhou Yang, please come out..."

Before she could finish shouting, Zhou Yang had already lowered his head, and using his height advantage, he blocked Ye Yingning's mouth without any explanation.

One of his hands was still on her waist, and the dress was loosely wrapped around her slender waist.

And his other hand, completely following the male desire, pressed on her plump chest, squeezed in from the edge of the nipple patch, and gently kneaded the soft flesh.

Ever since they slept together that night, Zhou Yang sadly discovered that he really couldn't completely hate this woman, even if she pushed him into the abyss with her own hands.

His love and hatred for her were like floodgates, his inner desire but physical inability were like a dry pot roasting a fire, making him sleepless all night.

"Is this how he touched you?"
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