Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

Mu Shiyue was hanging in the air with both hands being pulled by him. It was obviously a dangerous situation, because he drank a lot of wine, his brain was completely clueless, and he blinked his two beautiful big eyes blankly. Eyelashes flickering, looking at him innocently.

For a few seconds, Han Feixuan was almost confused by the innocent little face in front of him, but in an instant, he thought of the vomit that she vomited on his face, and now he can still feel sick!
Immediately, Han Feixuan's face became terrified, "Mu Shiyue, you..."

Before he could say the threatening words, he found that the ladder under him was shaking very obviously. Only then did he realize that Mu Shiyue thought he was a bad person, and Kong Wu forcefully kicked the ladder with his two little feet. Looking at her with a smile on her face, she said, "My wife, can you be good? Be good and don't move, let your husband take you home..."

"Husband?" Mu Shiyue repeated in surprise.

Her voice was small, sweet and greasy as if there was sugar in her mouth, and her voice was sweet and soft and numb in her ears, making her feel like her bones were going to crumble.

"No, you're not my husband! Unless you sing Dongfanghong, the sun rises!" Mu Shiyue couldn't speak clearly, and was still willful playing drunk.

Dongfanghong?Still the sun rises?What age old song?
Han Feixuan felt that his ears heard right!Mistakenly looking at the stupid woman who was dragged by him to save her life, he gasped helplessly, gritted his teeth, and before the ladder was about to fail, he dragged her up with all his might, and then carried Mu In October, rushed down the ladder at the fastest speed.

In the next second, the ladder fell miserably to the ground and broke.

The middle-aged man looked at his ladder distressedly. Han Feixuan had experienced a catastrophe, took a deep breath, pulled away Mu Shiyue who was attached to him, took out his wallet again, took out some money and handed it to the middle-aged man People, "Should you take it this time? The ladders are broken."

The middle-aged man still didn't accept it, but pushed Han Feixuan's hand holding the money back, "No, I don't need this ladder anymore, it's just..."

Before he finished speaking, he squatted down and tried to refold the broken ladder, and carried it on his shoulders again. At this time, Han Feixuan also carried the drunk-eyed Mu Shiyue on his back. walking.

The middle-aged man carried the ladder and said, "In the past, my wife often had to use this ladder."

"She often drinks?" Han Feixuan asked.

"That's not true, it's just that she likes to make all kinds of pickles, and she has to use them when drying vegetables, and when drying quilts, and... repairing lamp tubes and wires, anyway, my wife is very good at housekeeping , took care of me and took good care of me, but it's a pity..." The middle-aged man's voice changed, and the desolation flowed out.

Han Feixuan frowned, "What a pity?"

"My wife, she..."

The middle-aged man made a long voice, and Han Feixuan could hear the sadness in his words, and immediately apologized, "Sorry, I didn't know your wife is gone, I shouldn't have mentioned it!"

"No, my wife is still alive. It's just that she suffered from Alzheimer's disease ahead of time, and she doesn't remember anything except me." Up to this point, the sadness in the middle-aged man's words seemed to be deeply infected. It made Han Feixuan feel very sad.

He wanted to change his mood, so he hurriedly changed the topic, "What about your children? Are they in school or already working?"

The middle-aged man smiled, "Sorry, we have no children."

Han Feixuan was stunned again. He was middle-aged and had no heirs, yet the relationship between husband and wife can still be so good. When his wife got seriously ill, she could still remember her husband even though she had forgotten everything. What a rare relationship.

Just like his parents, they support each other, and their love will never leave.

Although indulging in love for so many years, he can be considered to have experienced all kinds of women, but there is still no one who can make him have an impulse from the bottom of his heart to want to be together for the rest of his life.

He longs for the kind of love that stays together for life, and is accompanied by the ends of the earth, and even more longs for a lover who can share weal and woe and never be separated like a middle-aged man.

Looking at the woman lying on his back, who had already fallen asleep, Han Feixuan sighed in awe. When he parted from the middle-aged man, he gave him his business card, and asked the middle-aged man to give it to him when he was in trouble. He called or went to the Han Group.

On the bustling street, the night shrouded the city, and there was a lot of traffic. Han Feixuan was wearing a suit and leather shoes and a long coat that reached his knees. He was carrying a drunk woman on his back in a hurry.

Such a handsome man walking in a hurry in the night and carrying a drunk woman on his back must have aroused suspicion and thoughts of many people. He walked quickly through the streets, looking for a five-star hotel to stay in.

At this time, Han Feixuan was really tired. He had to carry a woman on his back in the cold wind. He had really exhausted a lot of energy just now to grab her from the electric pole. He was so tired that he wanted to find a hotel right away. , live in and take a good bath.

But he still has a cleanliness habit, and he doesn't live in first-class hotels. Just like that, he walked on the street for more than an hour.

Finally came to Figore Hotel.

Before he had time to consider whether it was invested by the Shengshi Group, he hurried in with Mu Shiyue on his back.

Although the dirt and vomit all over his body were solidified and frozen in the cold air, they thawed instantly in the warm hotel, and the stench emitted made the waiter feel disgusted with him.

Han Feixuan immediately showed his ID card, and the waiter immediately became respectful to him. After opening a suite, the male waiter immediately wanted to take Mu Shiyue from his back.

Seeing that it was a man, Han Feixuan immediately shook his head sullenly, and said coldly, "No need!"

He carried Mu Shiyue into the elevator.

After going upstairs, to the suite, and slowly laying her flat on the bed, Han Feixuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately got up and closed the curtains, removed the clothes on his body, and threw them on the ground one by one, naked and strong body, wheat-colored muscles, abdominal muscles and mermaid lines on the lower abdomen, tight body, and exquisite facial features The silhouette suddenly appeared in front of the sleepy Mu Shiyue. If she woke up now, she didn't know what would happen.

Han Feixuan was so tired that he didn't have time to waste time with her who was asleep, so he turned and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

While being baptized by the hot water in the shower, while washing his handsome face, he recalled in his mind the scene when Mu Shiyue spat on his face on the highway...

This woman became more and more courageous, and while he was not being caught, she slapped him on the back of the head from behind!

He subconsciously reached out and touched the back of his head, and sighed helplessly, Mu Shiyue, Mu Shiyue, wait until you wake up!
Coming out of the bathroom covered in moisture, Han Feixuan wiped his wet hair with a dry towel, walked to the bed, glanced at the sleeping woman, and saw her lying there limp , A little impulse rose in his heart!

Thinking of the four-year wedding anniversary, when he kissed her in public, those soft lips...

Han Feixuan quickly turned his face away, telling himself in his heart not to be fooled by this woman again!

Just as he turned around to leave, he felt his thigh being grabbed by a small hand.

His heart froze suddenly, he turned his head away, and saw her leaning over the bed in a daze, muttering drunkenly, "Brother, I'm thirsty..."

The voice was soft and soft, like a rainbow after a heavy rain, with warm sunshine illuminating the foggy land.

It's so sweet, he doesn't feel disgusted at all.

Han Feixuan paused for a moment, then slowly let go of her hand, walked over, poured a glass of water, came over, helped her up, and carefully fed her.

She squinted her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes fluttered, raised her head, frowned slightly, and took a few sips with her mouth pouted.

That petite appearance, like a wounded bunny, is extraordinarily cute and pitiful. He couldn't help stretching out his hand, gently stroking her Odan-like cheek, and said softly, "Are you still drinking?"