Was Aquaman’s ex-husband cremated today?

Li Qingwen was tired of his repeated confirmation.

She stood up and wanted to move away from him, but Zhou Yongan reached out and pulled her, and she fell on him unexpectedly.

The fresh and hearty masculine scent instantly enveloped Li Qingwen. His soft nose tip hit the hard chest, and when he raised his nose, it hit a pair of deep eyes.

The question that she did not answer last night, or the answer that Zhou Yongan did not dare to hear, was once again placed in front of the two of them.

Li Qingwen was forced to stick close to him. The bad posture made her uncomfortable. She put her hands on Zhou Yongan's chest and tried to get up, but as soon as she moved, the hand on her waist pressed down a little more.

Li Qingwen: "No, let go!"

Zhou Yongan captured her and prevented her from escaping.

Staring at her face that was gritting her teeth and looking angry like a little wildcat, he chuckled, "You liar, you're still so stubborn."

Li Qingwen was exhausted and couldn't rest in peace even when he returned home.

She twisted twice, and Zhou Yongan's Adam's apple suddenly moved, and he warned her with a dangerous look in his eyes: "If you move again, I really can't bear it anymore."

The man's words successfully made the woman's body stiffen. Li Qingwen had just felt how frivolous the thing under his pants was during the day, so she didn't dare to offend him again.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and regulated her disordered breathing.

The two were so busy playing around that they didn't notice that the bedroom door had been quietly locked.

Zhou Yongan pestered her stubbornly, wanting to hear an answer from her: "Speak, do you love me?"

Asking such a question itself is very annoying and frustrating.

Li Qingwen thought she loved Zhou Yongan, her love was so obvious and so pure. She had never relied on anyone, but during that time she treated Zhou Yongan as the whole world.

He is still struggling with this issue.

"It's too late to say whether you love me or not, Zhou Yongan. Is there really any point in playing tricks on me?" Does he have to let her admit that she loves him terribly in order for him to feel a sense of accomplishment in this role-playing game?

Zhou Yongan held Li Qingwen's slender waist with his strong arms, and his fingers gently stroked her skin through her thin skirt.

"As long as you still love me, it's never too late, Li Qingwen."

Isn’t it too late? Li Qingwen was a little dazed.

She lowered her face when she saw Zhou Yongan's firm and gentle eyes for a moment, not wanting to let herself be deeply involved in his pretended affection.

Zhou Yongan straightened his knees, hugged Li Qingwen's waist, grabbed her beautiful legs with both hands, and held her in his arms.

The next second, Li Qingwen resisted: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Yongan walked around the sofa with his long legs, walked to the foot of the bed, and threw her onto the bed.

Li Qingwen quickly moved to the head of the bed, leaned against the wall, and kept a distance from him.

Zhou Yongan's face darkened: "Am I that scary?"

Li Qingwen didn't move, the water in the bathroom was making a loud sound. Zhou Yongan glanced at her, turned and walked into the bathroom.

Turn off the water valve.

He stood at the door and glanced at Li Qingwen, then walked to the door and pressed the handle, but the door did not open.

Zhou Yongan frowned and realized that it was no wonder that this nosy Mrs. Fan stayed up so late today.

The man looked back at the little white rabbit on the bed. Although he knew it was not her order, he still said deliberately: "You want to drive me away and lock me in. I really don't understand you now, Li Qingwen."

Li Qingwen saw him taking out his cell phone at the door and calling someone.

Mrs. Fan didn't answer.

Zhou Yongan stopped and glanced at the woman on the bed who was still wary of him: "Do you want to wash first, or should I?"

His slender, nimble fingers began to unbutton his shirt.

Li Qingwen got out of bed and walked to the door to confirm.

The door was really locked from the outside.

Zhou Yongan had thrown his shirt on the sofa and started to take off his trousers with his bare chest.

I have always been a fitness person. I have wheat-colored skin and full chest muscles. I look healthy and sexy. The abdominal muscles below the chest muscles are tight and energetic. And then...

Zhou Yongan turned around and said, "Please respect me."

Li Qingwen avoided his sight.

After Zhou Yongan took off all his clothes, he found that Li Qingwen, a woman, had already entered the bathroom before him.

At one o'clock in the morning, the man occupied three-fifths of the wide bed, and the woman only used one-fifth. The remaining one-fifth was like a galaxy, stretching them across the two sides of the universe.

……

When he woke up in the morning, Zhou Yongan was sitting on the sofa, neatly dressed.

Li Qingwen changed into a suspenders and shorts, moved out a yoga mat, and started doing morning exercises.

Zhou Yongan played with a lighter in his hand and watched coldly.

The woman's postures changed one after another: sticking out her buttocks, crossing her legs, lifting her hips, bending her knees, doing cat stretches, and some of the postures were simply not pleasing to the eye, but they always made people imagine.

Very anxious.

Zhou Yongan watched for a long while, and could no longer bear it. He walked over and straddled the woman lying on her back on the yoga mat, "If you blame me for not doing something last night, I'll make it up to you now."

Li Qingwen was doing the hip-lifting movement, and suddenly blushed: "Go away, don't disturb me."

Yoga is her daily morning habit and she doesn’t want to give up because of fear.

At this moment, the culprit outside the door finally came in: "Second Young Master, Madam, it's time to have breakfast."

He arrived just in time. Zhou Yongan lifted his feet, and his straight trouser legs swept across her waist with the wind, and he walked towards the door.

Mrs. Fan saw people coming down and pretended to clean the windows.

Zhou Yongan sat at the dining table and glanced at her: "Mrs. Fan, who told you to act on your own?"

Mrs. Fan pretended to be dumbfounded and said, "I don't know what the second young master said."

Zhou Yongan said calmly: "Don't do this in the future, she will be unhappy."

Because he was in bed last night, Li Qingwen probably didn't sleep well all night.

A forced melon is not sweet, and he doesn't need it.

In the morning, Zhou Yongan, who was holding his mobile phone at home with a worried look on his face, finally received a call from Sun Chenggang near noon, and then went to Jingxin Lake.

In the afternoon, Yao Qian called Li Qingwen on her day off for the first time. "The Supervision Department has just issued a notice that Vice President Zhou did not violate any rules, and Huayu Bank did not violate any discipline. Li Qingwen, do you still want to continue with the work of hiring the vice president?"

Li Qingwen said: "Continue."

Yao Qian really didn't dare to carry it out. She said, "I heard that Mr. Zhou doesn't agree. Li Qingwen, are you sure you can drive Vice President Zhou away?"

If she can't get him out, wouldn't Zhou Yongan be responsible for recruiting the new vice president?

Yao Qian didn't want to put herself in such a dangerous or unpleasant situation.

Li Qingwen said in a firm voice: "Vice President Zhou must leave the company."

Yao Qian laughed: "Li Qingwen, do you really need to be so dedicated and responsible, or are you blaming Vice President Zhou because your ex-boyfriend was a scumbag?"

This is too ridiculous.

Li Qingwen got angry when she thought about this. When she had just married Zhou Yongan, although he was not in the company, he sent flowers to her office every few days.

Everyone knew that she was being pursued by a romantic man. She couldn't hide the happiness that filled her body when they were in love, nor could she conceal the pain when they broke up. Everyone saw it.

Li Qingwen: "If you can do it, do it. If you don't want to do it, tell me now."

Yao Qian felt aggrieved and was silent for a moment: "There will be results next week."