Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

The man's big hand stroked her forehead, his palm was cool, with a masculine breath she was familiar with, mixed with a faint smell of tobacco.

The corners of Ye Mian's mouth slightly raised, feeling his hand leave, she frowned, grabbed it quickly, and pressed it on her forehead.

"Mianmian, you have a fever and your clothes are soaked, take them off first, okay?"

The man's voice was magnetic and hoarse, and his tone was full of tenderness and indulgence. She felt her heart skip a beat, and she saw his vaguely handsome face in a daze.

She couldn't help but agree: "Yes."

He also released his wrist.

Qiao Zhanbei put her down, coaxed her to cooperate, and helped her take off her wet clothes.

He sent people to bring antipyretics, antipyretic patches, alcohol, alcohol cotton and other drugs.

Ye Mian was in a daze, her head was dizzy, she felt chills all over her body, it was uncomfortable, and she wanted to get into his warm embrace.

But he didn't know what he was doing.

She wrapped the quilt tightly, frowned, and ordered him: "Qiao Zhanbei, I'm very cold and tired, you hug me to sleep! Hurry up!"

With a fever, she looked like she was drunk and yelled at him.

Qiao Zhanbei was holding warm water, standing on the edge of the bed, looking at her coquettish appearance, with a doting and sweet smile on his lips.He looked at her deeply, eyes moist.

It's good to be alive, to take care of her, to coax her.

"Hey, take the medicine first, and after taking the medicine, I'll hug you to sleep, okay?" He sat down on the edge of the bed and coaxed softly.

How could Ye Mian bear his gentle comfort, she opened her mouth obediently in a daze, and cooperated with him.

Qiao Zhanbei helped her up, put the medicine into her mouth, and put the water cup to her mouth.

He watched her take the medicine cooperatively.

"Mianmian is so sweet."

Putting down the water glass and putting on the antipyretic patch for her, he took off his coat and went to bed quickly.

The man lifted the quilt and came in, bringing a warm hormonal breath, Ye Mian swallowed, and she couldn't wait to get into his arms.

The hot cheek was pressed against his chest, the tip of his nose was pressed against his skin, sucking the smell of his skin, and his arms were tightly wrapped around his waist.

Qiao Zhanbei hugged her tightly with his backhand, and kept stroking the back of her head with his big hand, "Hey, it's getting late, go to sleep."

Ye Mian closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of him coaxing her like a child, when a chill hit her, she burrowed into his arms again, clinging to him tightly, there was no gap between the two of them, they were really skin-to-skin.

Feeling exhausted, she fell into a deep sleep.

Qiao Zhanbei's body hadn't fully recovered yet, and he was very tired after tossing around like this tonight, but she had a fever and he couldn't sleep.

Every half an hour, I took her body temperature. It wasn't until after three o'clock that her fever subsided completely, and her body was sweating.

He asked the servant to change the bedding, took her into the bathtub for a hot bath, helped her put on his white shirt as pajamas, and took care of her carefully before he fell asleep in his arms.

The bedside lamp emitted a hazy yellow light, illuminating her peaceful and beautiful sleeping face.

Qiao Zhanbei looked at her softly, with his fingertips on her cheeks, as if touching a precious and unique baby, so gentle and careful.

She is his treasure.

Thinking of all she had done for him, his throat choked.

Ye Mian rubbed against his arms at this moment, Qiao Zhanbei regained consciousness, turned off the desk lamp, he hugged her tightly, and finally fell into a deep sleep exhausted.

In the early morning of midsummer, the air conditioner was on in the room, and it was neither too hot nor too cold.

It is rare and pleasant to sleep until you wake up naturally after a long sleep.

Ye Mian opened her eyes, and what caught her eyes was a retro chandelier and an unfamiliar ceiling. She turned her head slowly, and met a handsome profile that was carved like a knife.

She froze.

Memories of last night came flooding back.

After being stunned for a long time, she came back to her senses, blinked her eyelids vigorously, and made sure that she was not dreaming.

He was really alive. At this moment, his arms were tightly around her waist, his legs were pressed against hers, and she was wearing his white shirt.

Ye Mian pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth gradually raised, her heart was beating wildly, and the throbbing feeling deep in her body made her kiss his lips passionately and impulsively.

Qiao Zhanbei was in a deep sleep, but the desire in the man's body was awakened by her kiss, and just as her tongue entered his mouth, he eagerly sucked it in.

"Hmm..." Ye Mian sighed and swallowed, she hugged him, put her hands on his back, and kissed him passionately.

Qiao Zhanbei kissed and kissed, opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a scene that made his blood boil.

She looked at him with a dazed face, her eyes were wet, the corners of her mouth glistened with saliva, and her legs were wrapped around her waist.

Seeing him waking up, Ye Mian's cheeks flushed red, and when she was about to turn her head away, his handsome face pressed down again, and he kissed her hard.

Her heart was hot, and she kissed him back again.

She didn't push him away until the kiss was almost suffocating, and then realized that he had just recovered from a serious illness, and he might not even meet the discharge standard!

"Brother Qiao, uh...no more...Qiao Zhanbei...you, your body!" She twisted her neck, and the man took the opportunity to bury his head into her neck, and his fiery big hands slapped her up and down.

She really couldn't stand such teasing, her voice was wet and ambiguous.

"What's wrong with my body? Huh?" The man's tone was sullen, more threatening.

He opened his mouth and gnawed at her chin, biting hard, making her numb and itchy.

Ye Mian: "..."

This domineering and powerful man does not allow her to have any doubts about his body.

She held his handsome face lovingly and kindly, raised her upper body, pecked his lips, and coaxed: "Okay, stop making trouble, I'm too tired. I braved the heavy rain last night, The one who escaped by climbing the window was later..."

As she spoke, thinking of Jiang Xun's stepmother's plight, she felt a chill run down her spine, and subconsciously fell into his arms.

"That Jiang Lin is a lunatic. Luckily, Xiao Xun helped me lie to him. Brother Qiao, don't blame Xiao Xun. He doesn't want to. That paranoid Jiang Lin insists on me marrying him. Your medicine." Afraid that he would be unhappy, she explained to him.

"I know." The man's hand gently stroked her back.

"I have nothing to do with Xiao Xun. In the past three months, he and I have almost finished embroidering the painting ordered by Mrs. Daman. Xiao Xun is a pure and harmless child. He is only nineteen years old, and he can't even get a marriage certificate." Arrived." Ye Mian said again, "I was afraid that if you woke up, Jiang Lin would use other methods to control me, so I wanted to run quickly, but luckily you came in time."

"By the way, did you catch that Jiang Lin?"

Just as she raised her head to ask him, Qiao Zhanbei's cell phone rang.

"Mr. Qiao, Jiang Lin ran along the tunnel last night. One tunnel leads to the road outside Jiang's villa, and the other leads to Jiang's villa. We searched the villa, but we didn't find him. I suspect he ran along another road." A tunnel has escaped, please be careful, we are taking people to his underground laboratory."

Qiao Zhanbei quickly hung up the phone and said to Ye Mian, "Jiang Lin has run away."

Ye Mian looked around in panic, and was held tightly in his arms. The man said softly, "Don't be afraid, with me here, he can't take you away."