Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

Ye Mian was sweet in her heart, the sudden kiss was like a storm, which caught her off guard.

She watched him close his eyes, with black eyelashes covering his lower eyelids.Xu Shi realized that she was distracted, his tongue entangled her domineeringly, and the fragrance was smooth and smooth between the entwined tongues.

Ye Mian felt a tingling sensation in her heart, her mind went blank, she closed her eyes obediently, and kissed him back passionately.His arms instinctively hugged his narrow waist, and his arms clasped her back tightly, until the soft chest was pressed against his hard and hot chest.

In the mirror of the sink, there was a picture of a blushing heartbeat.

The man's big hands rubbed the woman's back vigorously, and the white shirt was caught out of its folds. They kissed passionately, and the kiss was inseparable.

The cool and dry body that had just taken a bath was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and it was unbearably hot.

Ye Mian withdrew a little bit of reason, left his lips, he stuck to them again, she leaned her neck back to avoid, he buried in her neck again, kissed her white and slender swan neck.

He was too horny tonight.

It stuck to her like glue.

Surrounded by the hormonal breath of his body, he wrapped his iron arms around her waist vigorously, it was too hot, and the air was hot and humid.

"Qiao Zhanbei, I haven't blown my hair yet..." She panted heavily, struggling.

Her heart was beating wildly, and she really wanted to have sex with him on the spot, but her hair was wet and it was really uncomfortable.

Qiao Zhanbei reluctantly raised his head from her white and smooth neck, which was overflowing with sweet fragrance.

The man's usually cold and handsome face was saturated with lust, his deep eyes were covered with a layer of wet mist, his thin lips were crimson, and his bangs were drooping down on his forehead.

The moment he raised his head, Ye Mian's legs became weak because of his lustful and charming appearance.

She jumped at him and kissed him again.

Qiao Zhanbei was slightly stunned, smiled, and kissed her back for a while, worried that she would catch a cold if she didn't dry her hair, so he let her go.

"What do you want..." She lay in his arms, panting heavily, listening to his thunderous heartbeat, said coquettishly.

Hearing her voice of dissatisfaction with desire, Qiao Zhanbei almost lost control, "Dry your hair first, and be careful not to catch a cold. After a while, my Tang monk meat, Her Majesty the Queen will eat whatever you want."

Ye Mian: "..."

He can really describe.

Her hand patted his hot chest limply.

The silent hair dryer blows lukewarm wind, and the man's long fingers shuttle through her flowing hair.

Ye Mian gradually recovered from that restless lust. Thinking of Qin Ran, she felt a little complicated, and her tone revealed a trace of regret:

"I didn't expect that the former academic bully and career-oriented strong woman would also become a love brain. When you were in school, everyone was addicted to the CP of the two of you. She didn't chase you back then, and now she's doing it again."

She really hoped that Qin Ran would retreat after hearing their conversation just now.

"At that time, we talked about academic topics, and there was no love between men and women. She treated me the same way. Because of this, I asked her to play my fiancée. Who knows, things will develop like this " Qiao Zhanbei frowned slightly, and said seriously.

He was still brooding about Qin Ran being caught and abused by Shangguan Ting.

However, no matter how much he felt guilty towards Qin Ran, Ye Mian's feelings came first in his heart.

He looked at the person in his shirt in the mirror, and suddenly remembered the old lady Daman's words, she regarded him as a role model.

That's why she followed him, was admitted to Tsinghua University, became his junior, and studied the same finance major as him.

At this time, her mature appearance gradually overlapped with that quiet and beautiful little girl back then...

In early summer, gardenias are in full bloom in the flower beds of the small courtyard, and there are bursts of fragrance.

Textbooks and college entrance examination review materials are neatly stacked on the desk.

The young man in a white shirt sat at the desk, concentrating on high-level math problems, holding a gel pen with his slender fingers, and kept doing calculations on the draft paper.

At this moment, the door was knocked softly.

Qiao Zhanbei frowned unhappily when his concentrating calculation was interrupted. He turned sideways and hit the back of the chair with one arm.

The girl was wearing a denim-colored sleeveless round-neck dress. The denim blue set off her porcelain-white skin, which was dazzlingly white.With her ponytail tied up and a book in her arms, she stood at the open door.

Seeing her, Qiao Zhanbei's brows stretched unconsciously, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

Remembering that the little girl was always timid when facing him, he tried his best to sound gentle and kind, "Mianmian, come in."

She smiled slightly, and walked in slowly, "Brother Qiao, I have some math problems for you to ask."

The little girl's voice was clear and sweet, with a generous smile, unlike before, when she saw him, she greeted him and went into her room.

It seemed that she didn't avoid him only when she asked him for advice, he smiled in his heart, unable to understand the girl's mind.

He got up and helped her move a chair over.

"Thank you Brother Qiao." She said politely.

"Mianmian, treat me like your own brother, don't always be polite to me." He smiled and said warmly.

The little girl was obviously taken aback, with a stiff smile on the corner of her mouth, she quickly opened the book, unwilling to chat with him, as if there were only unsolved problems in her heart.

His heart was stuffy, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

The summer wind blew, bringing another burst of flower fragrance, the hair on the girl's cheeks fluttered in the wind, she listened attentively to his lecture, nodding from time to time.

In the black eyes that were distinct in black and white, there was a gleam of intelligence.

"Brother Qiao, I understand all these questions, thank you." She closed the book and said politely to him.

Qiao Zhanbei raised his eyebrows, "You're being polite to me again. Apart from thanking you, is there anything else you can say to me?"

The girl was visibly embarrassed, she hung her head, her cheeks flushed from nervousness.

"Brother Qiao, which university are you going to go to? What major?"

He raised his lips, "Tsingda University, majoring in finance, I will definitely inherit the family business in the future."

She nodded heavily and had nothing to say to him.

Qiao Zhanbei remembered that she liked Gu Ye, covered the top of her hair with his big hand, and rubbed it, "The kid surnamed Gu is always idle, ignorant, not good enough for you. You are too young, how can you understand?" What is love, now, the most important thing is to learn."

He cared about her.

Hearing what he said, the little girl stood up suddenly and was about to leave. Her movements were large, and the chair made a harsh friction sound. She hugged her textbooks and quickly ran out of his bedroom.

Looking at her back, Qiao Zhanbei frowned, thinking that if he persuaded her not to fall in love early, she would be upset.

Now, she definitely doesn't like him even more.

Qiao Zhanbei gritted his teeth tightly.

"Brother Qiao, stop blowing!" Ye Mian turned around, raised her face, and said loudly to the man behind her.

She said several times that her hair was blown dry, but he didn't seem to hear.

Only then did Qiao Zhanbei turn off the hair dryer and put it down. He lowered his head, covered the top of her hair with his big hands, and plucked her hair with great force.

The stinky girl, she obviously liked him back then, but avoided him, chased him to be admitted to Tsinghua University, studied finance, and even lied to him that she liked Gu Ye!

"Qiao Zhanbei, you're going to bald my hair!" After giving birth to Qiao Qiao, she lost a lot of hair, and he thought it was the same as before.

"Ah!" Ye Mian exclaimed.

He suddenly picked her up, walked out of the bathroom, and went straight to the big bed in the master bedroom that they had loved countless times.