Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

Qiao Zhanbei is not good at expressing emotions. At this moment, all his friendship for her is melted into this kiss.

The kiss got deeper and deeper.

The chests of the two are tightly pressed together, and they can feel the ups and downs of each other's chests, the feeling as if the heartbeat frequency is gradually in tune, which is unusually intimate.

Ye Mian kissed him back selflessly, the faint smell of tobacco remained between his lips and teeth, mixed with the mature and steady manly scent she was lusting after, making her fascinated.

"Cough cough..."

Grandpa Qiao came out of the room on the first floor. The old man just looked up and was stunned by the ambiguous scene in the living room. After he realized it, he hurriedly set up a banana fan to cover his eyes.

The moment she heard her grandfather coughing, Ye Mian's face turned red, and she buried her face in Qiao Zhanbei's chest desperately, like a little girl whose puppy love was discovered by her parents, she nervously grabbed Qiao Zhanbei's sleeve.

"Grandpa, are you still awake?" Qiao Zhan greeted grandpa without changing his face.

"Ha, I heard the dog barking and came out to take a look. You're the one who came back." The old chief muttered, and hurriedly turned and went back to the house.

Qiao Zhanbei lowered his head and looked at the person who wished to burrow into the ground. He raised his lips dotingly, and said wickedly: "Ashamed as a little girl, what are you afraid of? It's only natural for the couple to be affectionate."

"Grandpa saw it! Do I still want to see him tomorrow?" Ye Mian raised her face and asked in shame and indignation. After she finished speaking, she thought of something, "Who is married to you? We divorced a long time ago."

She turned her head and walked towards the stairs.

They are divorced.

Qiao Zhanbei looked at Ye Mian's back in a daze. He took big steps, caught up with her, took her hand, and said cheekily, "Are we divorced? Is there?"

Ye Mian really wanted to give him a kick, and when she thought about it, her foot had already landed on his hard calf.

"Everyone in the capital knows! What are you pretending to be here?" She glared at him, her teeth itching with hatred.

When they got married, no one knew about it, and when they divorced, everyone in the city knew about it.

The dog man hurt her so deeply at the beginning, but now he is still pretending to be stupid, and he doesn't even try to coax her.

Ye Mian led the way back to the room.

As soon as she entered the door, a man hugged her from behind her.

Ye Mian was taken aback.

"Hey, I wronged you during the divorce. I was so high-profile at the time, and I did it for the enemies." The man pressed close to her ear and said in a deep voice.

After saying that, he pressed his chin against her shoulder, sucking her breath deeply.

Ye Mian's heart softened instantly.

She touched the back of his hand with her hand, and said softly: "Got it, go wash and sleep."

"My daughter-in-law is so sweet." Qiao Zhanbei buried his head in her neck, kissed her neck, and said emotionally.

"Who is your daughter-in-law?" Ye Mian's goosebumps all over her body, she made a voice from the tip of her nose, coquettishly.

Is she easy to coax?

It's just that the enemy hasn't been caught yet, and seeing that he's under a lot of pressure, he doesn't want to be him.

"It's my precious daughter-in-law." After Qiao Zhanbei said, he kissed her fiercely, slipped his hands from the hem of her pajamas, and stroked her delicate and delicate skin.

Ye Mian's whole body trembled, every cell was clamoring.

She moaned softly, swallowed, turned her head, looking for his lips.

Seeing her proactive appearance, his heart felt hot, and he couldn't wait to feed his lips to her. The four lips pressed together eagerly, lingering.

The man carefully avoided her injured shoulder, kissed her, and went to the bed.

Going to the room with a sense of age, he lived in it when he was a teenager. There is still a very old desk by the window. It is by that desk that he has helped her with her homework many times.

Ye Mian inadvertently saw the desk, and then looked at him in front of her, her heart throbbed even more violently. She never dreamed at that time that the aloof Qiao Zhanbei would press her on the bed one day, and endure her lust for her , crazy about her, calling her "baby".

Just thinking about this, her brain suddenly exploded with white light, and her whole body was numb and light, as if she was flying to the clouds.

She is too sensitive.

Qiao Zhanbei looked at the hunched figure with blurred eyes, his Adam's apple could not stop rolling, his gaze was fixed on her, and he took off his shirt slowly in front of her.

Ye Mian was taken aback by his gentle scum temperament, when he leaned over, she couldn't wait to caress his back with one hand.

"Your back..." She seemed to touch the scar.

"Grandpa's whip is whipped, and I'm mad at you for divorcing you." The man looked at her and replied with a smile.

Ye Mian's heart twisted, and she gently stroked the uneven scar with her fingertips, feeling sorry for him.

"Baby, is it okay?" The man pressed against her ear and asked softly.

"Put it on." Ye Mian said while maintaining a trace of sobriety.

Qiao Zhanbei gritted his teeth, where's the trick here?

"Is it okay if you don't have one?" He asked in a hoarse voice, enduring the clamoring lust.

"No, never have a baby again, it hurts too much." She frowned.

Qiao Zhanbei felt as if he had been hit to the death spot in an instant, he kissed the corner of her lips, and said softly, "That's okay, I'm going to take a cold shower."

When Ye Mian regained his composure, he had obediently taken a cold shower in the bathroom.

He came back quickly, lay down beside her with a chill all over his body, and turned off the light.

"What's the matter with you going out suddenly tonight?" She asked with concern.

"A little business, go to sleep." Qiao Zhanbei said lightly.

"Qiao Zhanbei, you didn't tell me the truth. In your heart, do you regard me as a wife who is in trouble together? Or are you protecting me purely to protect your arrogance?"

Ye Mian was very calm and asked very sadly.

Qiao Zhanbei turned around, put his big hand on her cheek, and explained in a deep voice: "Mianmian, I don't want you to worry, you are already worried enough every day."

"You don't tell me anything, I'm guessing in my heart, which makes it even more uncomfortable." Ye Mian took a deep breath.

Qiao Zhanbei touched her hand, shook it firmly, and told her what happened tonight.

"I'm staying with my grandparents now, I don't go anywhere, it's safe, don't worry." Ye Mian shook his hand back, comforting him softly.

"Ah."

"Don't hide anything from me in the future. We are lovers who love each other. You can protect me, and I can protect you too."

In the darkness, her voice was gentle and firm.

Lover, this word made Qiao Zhanbei's heart tremble. He turned sideways, sucked her breath, suppressed his excitement and asked, "When did you fall in love with me?"

At the time of the divorce, he was not sure whether she loved him or not.

When we were discussing divorce with her in the car that day, listening to her ruthless words, he was both bitter and thankful that if she didn't love him, it would hurt her less.

He didn't realize that she loved him until she blocked the gun for herself.

Ye Mian smelled the faint smell of books in the room, her cheeks became hot, and she swallowed the words a few times. She has loved him for 12 years.

She suppressed that impulse, and instead led him into the army: "What about you? Do you love me?"