Marriage heart rippling: Ex-husband, please stop

Star Moon Hotel, Presidential Suite.

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As the room card was inserted into the card slot, all the lights in the room turned on.

The entire room is covered with soft carpets, decorated with dark red and gold, and it looks heroic at first glance. Right in front of the sofa in the living room, there is a whole piece of enchanting crabapple flowers on the background wall of the TV, which is lifelike.

Su Yan was forced to walk in with Dongfang Yi hugging her shoulders. His rough big hand held her waist, and brought a scorching breath through the wet clothes.

His deep and powerful breathing sounded in his ears, and his warm breath could even be felt on his cheeks,

The feeling of being pressed against him made her tense up, resisting and guarding.

Stepping on the soft blanket under his feet, he felt light and light, quietly side by side with him, every step he took was unreal.

"Dongfang Yi, you can leave now. I will ask my assistant to call you for the money in the room." Su Yan stopped walking, feeling the warm air from the air conditioner coming from all directions, and the coldness in her body was dispelled.

The man's arm on her waist paused, and he let go of his embrace, and his heart became much emptier.

The bottom of his slightly drooping pupils are treacherous, deep and terrifying, and the dark eyeballs seem to have the attraction of drowning people.

"Go take a shower first, and change out the wet clothes." His fickle lips squirmed slightly, and he avoided the seriousness and said lightly.

Su Yan frowned, and wanted to keep him out, but she compromised because of the dominance in his eyes.

She knew that no matter what she said, it was impossible for Dongfang Yi to leave at this moment. Thinking that he had booked her hotel room, she couldn't say anything if she opened her mouth to refuse.

She was very vigilant in her heart, being under the same roof with a god like Dongfang Yi, she was really worried that something uncontrollable would happen.

She took out her mobile phone and wanted to call Yu Jingyan, but found that her mobile phone had been flooded and black screen.

Feeling helpless, the sound of rain outside the floor-to-ceiling windows did not show signs of stopping, but became louder and louder.

What she didn't know was that Yu Jingyan had already called her countless times at this moment. On such a rainy evening, she was looking for her from street to street...

Dongfang Yi saw Su Yan looking at Dongfang on his mobile phone, his palms holding the handbag tightened, his heart ached, he went straight to the bathroom, put the two bags of clothes in his hands on the sink, and turned his head Sitting on the sofa in the living room without saying a word.

Su Yan couldn't help having a headache, Dongfang Yi's attitude had already made it clear that he would not leave now.

She let out a muffled breath, walked into the bathroom, and prepared to take a bath.

When closing the door, she also deliberately checked the lock of the bathroom door handle. After confirming that it was durable, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, locked the door safely, took off her clothes and took a shower.

Dongfang Yi saw her little move, couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, and his face became even darker.

Is his possessiveness towards her so obvious?

He squeezed his fingers unconsciously, watched the sound of splashing water coming from the closed bathroom door, walked to the master bedroom beside him, took off his slightly damp coat, and lay down on it.

Her tired eyes couldn't help but close, and her tear-stained face appeared in her mind.

For five years, he misses the past time, misses every day with her, uses it to comfort the devastated heart, uses thoughts as good medicine, and relieves the pain of losing her.

But her heart is cold and hard.

She changed, changed a lot, and the changes made his heart ache even more.

How much she changed was how deep his self-blame was.

All of this was brought by him.

……

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, leaving only the rustling sound.

Su Yan was wrapped in a bath towel and pulled on her slippers, standing in front of the large mirror.

The mirror was full of fog, blurring her face. She reached out to wipe off the fog, and wiped it with a clean towel before she could see clearly.

The woman in the mirror had a pale face, wet hair, slightly parted red lips, a dull expression, and faint red eyes.

"It's really disappointing, how can you cry in front of him..." Su Yan scratched her hair angrily, looked at her red eyes, her face was full of annoyance.

She sighed, picked up a clean towel and wiped the water droplets on her long hair over and over again, feeling the silence outside the door, she couldn't help muttering in her heart: "It's so quiet, Dongfang Yi should have left..."

The crystal eyes unknowingly appeared a little lonely. After seeing the expression in the mirror, Su Yan shuddered and slapped herself.

"It's crazy! How can I... miss him..."

She took a deep breath, hurriedly calmed down, wrapped her hair with a towel, and took out clean clothes from her handbag.

A lotus root pink lace skirt, with delicate and soft patterns, is tailored for a slim fit, and the warm color makes her more gentle and sweet.

The size fit surprisingly well, Su Yan couldn't help turning around, seeing that the skirt that "belonged" to Jiang Liyue had been put on her body, feeling tight in her chest.

"You are really nice to her..." A disappointed voice sounded in the bathroom.

She took a deep breath, twisted open the door, and walked out.

The living room was empty, leaving only the wet footprints that she had stepped on.

She stared blankly at the huge room, she was the only one left, and she couldn't help feeling depressed.

She clenched her fists and told herself that she couldn't think about it any longer, and couldn't be sad any longer.

She hooked her lips, pulled out a far-fetched smile, and walked towards the bedroom, but as soon as she reached the door, she saw a pair of slender thighs drooping on the ground.

The man she thought had left was lying on his back on the bed at this moment, falling asleep drowsily.

Su Yan stood where she was, looked at him who was tired, and was silent for a long time.

In his deep sleep, he lost his gloomy aura and became much softer.

Her heart that wanted to escape suddenly sank, even though she told herself ten thousand times in her mind that she could leave, and while he was asleep, she could leave without any burden.

But her legs seemed to be filled with lead, and she couldn't move no matter what.

As if she had been poisoned, she couldn't help but want to get close to him and touch him. Only he could cure this poison that went deep into the bone marrow, and he became her only antidote.

The legs, striding forward disobediently, walked towards him.

She slowly squatted down and leaned against the bed, looking at his sleeping face, gradually fascinated.

His sharp-edged silhouette, his sword-shaped eyebrows, his tightly closed eyelids concealed his deep and terrifying black pupils, his nose bridge was high and straight, and his lips were moderately thick and tight.

She looked carefully and deeply, and wanted to keep him firmly in her heart.

"People who can't love deeply, and can't forget..."

She smiled bitterly and murmured, her sad voice made people feel very sad.

She stretched out her hand, and gently brushed his eyebrows, his eyes, and landed on his soft lips.