Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

It must be his hallucination.

It is said that people with physical disabilities are prone to phantom limbs, imagining that they are not disabled.

At this moment, he was imagining that he was still a normal man.

Ye Mian was immersed in the passionate kiss with his blushing heartbeat, he couldn't stop, he froze suddenly, she left his lips, the wet kiss fell on the side of his neck, the male hormones exuded from his skin filled his breath breath.

Like a natural aphrodisiac, it made her body and mind tremble, longing for more.

The real, real feeling made his upper body muscles tense, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Not a hallucination!

Qiao Zhanbei's chest and lungs rose and fell sharply. He closed his eyes, and the feeling in his lower abdomen became more real.

Behind her, she was as soft as spring mud, clinging to him, her hands poked in from the hem of his suit, a pair of soft, boneless hands were wantonly on his chest muscles.

The warm and wet lips kissed and gnawed at his sensitive ears, making every cell in his body tremble. She is adding fuel to the fire!

Qiao Zhanbei swallowed his throat chaotic with lust, and rolled on the slender neck with a sexy protruding Adam's apple.

He tried his best to restrain the impulsiveness that was on the string, and secretly looked at the little woman who teased him presumptuously, playing with fire, a trace of cunning flashed in his deep black eyes.

"Baby, are you really okay with being so fierce to me? Are you not afraid of playing with fire and setting yourself on fire?" The man tilted his head, his lips almost touching hers, his deep and magnetic voice was like sandpaper rubbing against a tabletop.

Just hearing his voice, Ye Mian's calf gave way, and she almost fell under his suit pants.

He also called her "baby" affectionately, which was fatal.

Relying on what little reason she had left, she carefully figured out the meaning of his words, and in an instant, her little heart was beating wildly, so excited that she couldn't believe it.

Ye Mian opened her almond eyes filled with misty water vapor, bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth, looked at his well-defined handsome face, and was not afraid to provoke him, "Still playing with fire and setting yourself on fire, do you have fire now?"

After saying this, she let go of him, straightened up, turned around and was about to leave.

The man's expression darkened, he stretched out his arms, clasped her wrists with powerful hands, pulled hard, and the wheelchair turned around, Ye Mian staggered and fell into his arms.

Her buttocks were just touching...

It was as if a piece of red-hot iron had fallen into the lake of heart, and it boiled "squeaky" and was extremely hot.

Qiao Zhanbei, who had been abstinent for a long time, looked like a caged beast just out of the cage, with fiery eyes and naked desire, he opened his mouth and kissed her wildly.

The big hands impatiently lifted the hem of her dress skirt, the fishtail design of the buttocks could not be lifted at all. The man was so anxious that he was sweating, kissing her fiercely, and grabbed the mulberry silk fabric of the skirt hem with both hands.

"嗤啦——" The silk embroidered dress was torn open all the way to the waist.

Ye Mian lowered her head, watching the high-end dress jointly designed by herself and Gu Sasha being torn up, she was so angry that she wanted to curse, but the man grabbed her hand and pressed it on the belt around his waist.

With a hoarse voice, enduring the desire to explode, he said in a deep voice, "Untie it."

Seeing him wildly and emotionally for her, Ye Mian's heart was numb, her hands were trembling, and she pulled his belt feebly.

After pulling for a long time but still unable to untie it, Qiao Zhanbei took her hand away, and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead.

In the room designed in medieval European style, the woman's panting sound, accompanied by the crisp metal sound of the belt buckle, brought the ambiguous atmosphere to the highest point.

The man buckled the woman's slender waist, turned her around, turned her back to him, and lifted her up...

With her back to him, Ye Mian sat down. She bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, and her swan neck was raised upwards, stretching out a beautiful arc. When she completely accepted him, she gasped heavily and hummed softly. The groaning sound was very long.

For her, it is the happiness of reunion after a long absence.

For him, there is also the joy and surprise after being paralyzed.

Qiao Zhanbei didn't have time to think about why he could do it again, his eyes were burning, he lowered his head, bit the zipper button on the back of her dress, and tore it open.

With a chill down her spine, Ye Mian flinched.

The man let out a sexy and unbearable moan, and his lips and teeth gnawed on the back of her beautiful neck. Ye Mian was so stimulated that he grabbed his hands and came to her chest...

After a while, the wheelchair was overwhelmed and made a rhythmic "squeak" sound.

……

Crazy, he is a person who is paralyzed in the lower body, and he wants her again and again, and his fighting power is not inferior to before, even more violent than many times before.

Ye Mian's whole body seemed to be falling apart, sore and tired, lying on the big bed, thinking secretly.

The man propped his head on one elbow, turned his upper body sideways, and gently brushed away the hair on her cheek with his long fingers, revealing her face that hadn't completely faded from the blush.

He couldn't resist kissing her.

"Hmm...don't come again...I'm almost exhausted...I have to go to work tomorrow..." Ye Mianjiao protested angrily.

A voice about to cry.

The corners of Qiao Zhanbei's lips rose, and he said softly, "I won't bother you anymore, go take a bath by yourself, okay? I'm sweating all over, so be careful not to catch a cold."

If it was before, he would hold her to take a bath together, sometimes she would be too lazy to move, he would fetch hot water and wipe her from head to toe carefully.

Now, he is physically disabled.

He had just tried it, and he still had no feeling in his legs.

As for why it's okay again, Ye Mian just discussed with him, it may be because he was too inferior before, he was trapped in a cocoon, and he had a psychological barrier when facing her.

Now, his love for her has overcome inferiority complex and retreat, without any psychological burden, naturally...

"Well, I'll wash it up and wipe it for you later." Ye Mian turned around and kissed his handsome face.

Qiao Zhanbei was about to refuse, fearing that she would be unhappy or careless, and was about to agree, but she jumped ahead.

Ye Mian added: "You used to serve me afterwards, and I can serve you now."

Wrapped in a blanket, she walked to the cloakroom, and after a while, the slender figure went to the shower room.

Qiao Zhanbei followed her figure until she disappeared. He didn't want her to serve him because he was afraid that she would be tired, and he would naturally feel disappointed.

He likes the intimacy of taking care of her afterwards, and he can't have it in the future.

After a long time, Qiao Zhanbei pinched his thigh, but it was still numb, without any feeling.

Well, don't be too greedy.

It is already a great surprise to be able to give her sexual blessing now.

Feeling thirsty, he propped his elbows on the bed, sat up, stretched his arms, and took the water glass on the bedside table.

With a crisp "pop", he didn't hold it, and the water glass fell to the ground and shattered in response.

Qiao Zhanbei stared blankly at his hands that were frozen in midair. He tried to move his fingers, but the five fingers were frozen and could not move.