Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

Ye Mian checked his temperature, then touched her own forehead.

He has no fever.

The man on the bed slowly opened his eyes at this moment, looked at her, with a smile in his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said in a magnetic and lazy voice: "I'm not uncomfortable, I'm just sleepy."

Ye Mian raised her lips and nodded knowingly, "I'm going to wash up."

He said so on the lips, but it seemed that roots had taken root under his feet, and he couldn't move his steps or move his eyes.

The retro-style bedside lamp was lit with a hazy yellow light, illuminating his three-dimensional, knife-like handsome face, with stars shining in his deep black eyes.

Very charming.

Looking at him, Ye Mian's heart burst, she bent down and kissed him heavily on the cheek, and quickly walked away, the tip of her nose was still stained with his masculine aura, her heart beat out of rhythm.

After entering the shower, she shook her head gently with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth. How could she love him so much?

In the bedroom, Qiao Zhanbei's black eyes followed Ye Mian's figure closely. As her figure disappeared from sight, the starlight in his eyes gradually dimmed.

A sad feeling blocked his heart.

He went to bed early tonight because he didn't want her to come back and see that his entire left arm was also disabled, and he didn't want her to know that he was going to die.

To her, it was too cruel.

She loves him deeply, and does not dislike his disabled legs. Even if he is paralyzed, as long as he is alive, she is happy and content.

Now, he is going to die.

Qiao Zhanbei's throat was choked, and one hand under the quilt tightly grasped the sheet. Her mind was full of New Year's Eve. She was drinking wine and setting off fireworks alone by the side of the practice field where they set off fireworks for the first time. She was lonely and sad. screen.

He also hated her.

I don't want her to be alone in the sea of ​​people.

The man closed his eyes, and a tear slowly rolled down the inner corner of his eye.

After an unknown amount of time, the "buzzing" sound of the hair dryer came from the shower room. It was she who was drying her hair, and a bitter smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

He was lucky two days ago, he couldn't move his legs, at least he could help her to dry her hair, so...

Qiao Zhanbei clenched his back molars tightly to suppress his sadness. He clasped his left arm with his right hand, picked it up, put it on Ye Mian's pillow, and pushed hard until it was straight.

Ye Mian came back from drying her hair, and saw Qiao Zhan lying on his side with his left arm stretched out, looking at him with a smile on his face.

He wanted her to sleep on his arm.

She went to bed and lay down, put her arm in his arms, and thoughtfully said: "This way your arm will be numb, take it away."

Qiao Zhanbei smiled, and said in his heart that the numbness is gone now, "It's okay, do you remember, when we still respected each other like "ice", when we woke up, you often slept in my arms. "

The ice refers to the stage when they are a contract couple and have not yet broken the ice.

"Of course I remember." Ye Mian said as she recalled, she turned over and lay in his arms, sucking the smell of his body, "You pulled me into your arms in the middle of the night and used your arms as a pillow for me. During the day, he looks like a high-ranking, indifferent and distant dog."

She deliberately turned black and white, refusing to admit that she got into his arms when she fell asleep at night.

Listening to her words, Qiao Zhanbei swept away the gloom, and grinned, "It's clearly—"

He was about to retort, but just as he spoke, he stopped short, "Yes, I remembered, it was me who was cold and distant towards you on the surface, but physically honest, and pulled you into my arms while you were asleep."

If time could go back, he would definitely chase her after her, and pull her into his arms when he was sleeping.

But time can't go back. He once promised in his heart that he would be doubly nice to her for the rest of his life. Now, this promise has become a luxury.

Dog man, can coax people.

Listening to what he said, the corners of her mouth turned up sweetly, and she was very playful, "President Qiao, seeing Ye Zhu passing by you every day at work, do you want to press her on the desk and kiss her fiercely? "

Ye Mian finished speaking, listening to his heartbeat, her little heart was beating wildly without rhythm, expecting him to be teased out of control by her words, kissing her wildly, flirting with her up and down.

Time passed by, and he didn't respond.

After failing to tease him, Ye Mian pouted, "Qiao Zhanbei, what are you thinking about? Didn't you hear me?"

She was angry and turned her back, just like a teenage girl when she was in love.

Only then did Qiao Zhanbei recover from the sadness. He recalled her words. Apart from the sweetness, there was more heart-pounding pain.

He wanted to turn her face away, but he couldn't. With a single arm supporting the bed, he finally lifted his upper body and pressed it on her body. His kisses fell on her cheeks, and he rubbed them gently. Pamper and kiss tenderly.

He kept coaxing "good", "baby", "mianmian", "wife", "Mrs. Qiao" and "daughter-in-law", which made Ye Mian turn over and pin him down, and they kissed him passionately.

After a long kiss, Ye Mian was out of breath. She put one leg on his, her head resting on his long arm, and fell asleep on her side. She thoughtfully said to him, "I won't bother you anymore, you were already lying down. rest."

"Well, I'm going to fly to the United States tomorrow. I have something to do there temporarily. I'll stop by the doctor introduced by Shi Yanshen to see if the leg can be healed. It may take ten days and a half months." After his breathing calmed down , said calmly.

Ye Mian frowned, and asked suspiciously, "Why are you going to America suddenly? Why didn't you tell me before?"

"The business trip is a temporary one. Shi Yanshen has been helping me to contact me about my legs. I have been urging him for a long time. This time, I will stop by to have a look." He bit the bullet and explained.

"I'll go with you." Ye Mian said without thinking, wrapping her arms around his waist, rubbing her face in his arms.

Qiao Zhanbei's heart sank.

"Aren't you very busy? The painting is in a hurry. Besides, the two children can't do without you. Be good, I will report the situation to you every day by video." In the dark night, he persuaded her softly to coax her.

Ye Mian was indeed too busy to leave, so she didn't insist on following him.

In the middle of the night, the person in his arms had already fallen into a deep sleep. Qiao Zhanbei opened his eyes, looked sideways at her under the faint light, listened to her light and even breathing, and sucked the breath from her body...

It is estimated that he will not be able to speak, see, hear, or smell in a short time.

The next day, Qiao Zhanbei asked Ye Mian to be escorted away on purpose, and asked the guard Uncle Sun to help him get dressed. Uncle Sun knew that his left arm could not move, so he helped him hide it from Ye Mian.

At the gate of the yard, little Qiaoqiao ran out and gave him the restored second-order Rubik's cube, "Dad, come back and teach me the third-order Rubik's cube."

Qiao Zhanbei looked at the little princess, stretched out his hand and pampered her expressionless cheek, "Well, Dad... come back soon."

come back.

I don't know if he will come back, or in what form.

"Qiao Zhanbei, you must come back, don't be a coward again!" Grandpa Qiao hurried out, and said domineeringly to the eldest grandson in the wheelchair.

The old chief knew that he could no longer move one arm, and vaguely guessed that his illness was not that simple. He was worried that Qiao Zhanbei would hide again.