After the divorce, he regretted his ex-husband too much

Just when he was about to apologize and choose to calm down, a majestic voice sounded.

"What happened? My old man doesn't have a few years to look forward to. Why don't you let me rest in peace after my birthday?"

Jiang Jianqing, who was wearing a dark red Tang suit, came over with the support of a man also wearing a dark red Tang suit.

"Miss Qiao, why did you do this? Are you injured?" Jiang Jianqing saw Qiao Ran standing in the crowd with wine-stained hair, and hurriedly stepped forward, looking concerned.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, it's all my fault. I accidentally twisted my foot, bumped into your centenary wine tower, and bumped into your birthday party. I'm leaving now to avoid bad influence on you. I'll visit another day." Qiao Ran was about to leave after speaking.

Mr. Jiang stretched out his hand to block Qiao Ran, and said in a tense voice, "If it weren't for Ms. Qiao, my ashes would have been thrown into the Huangling River long ago. I wouldn't have survived my 88th birthday. What kind of long life do I expect? Ms. Qiao is If my most important guest today, Ms. Qiao, leaves in a mess, it means my host didn't take good care of her, and this birthday is fine."

"Miss Qiao, I'm really sorry. I didn't take good care of you and made you feel wronged. There is a spare dress room upstairs. I hope Miss Qiao can choose a change and stay with my father for this birthday." Old Jiang's son Jiang Weimin pleaded.

"Miss Qiao, please stay and spend this birthday with my father. My father has been clean all his life. This is the first time he has celebrated his birthday publicly. I don't want him to leave any regrets." Jiang's old daughter Jiang Yun'an also asked.

As a generation of first-rank generals protecting the country, Jiang Jianqing's son Jiang Weimin ranks first-rank generals, and then he is promoted to first-rank generals.

Jiang Yun'an is also a woman who does not give in to her eyebrows, following in his brother's footsteps, and attaining the position of a second-rank general.

Among the many generals, she is the only second-rank female general, and she is a female war goddess praised and admired by everyone in Beihong Kingdom.

The two generals who were so respected and respected asked her to stay, if Qiao Ran didn't stay, she would not give face to the Jiang family brothers and sisters whose status was so respected.

"Originally, I was afraid of causing trouble to Mr. Jiang, so I said to leave early. Since the two generals don't dislike me, of course I wish to stay." Qiao Ranwen smiled.

"No trouble, Ms. Qiao can stay with me to celebrate my birthday. I don't regret my birthday. Come and take Ms. Qiao to change clothes." Mr. Jiang said happily.

"I'll go with you!" Gu Sinian said worriedly.

"No, you can chat with Mr. Jiang here, and the waiter will take me to change it." Qiao Ran nodded to Mr. Jiang before turning around and leaving with the waiter.

After getting on the elevator, the waiter took Qiao Ran to the guest room on the fifth floor and opened a spare room.

"Here are the spare dresses prepared by Mrs. Jiang for all the guests. Please Miss Qiao choose the style you like." The waitress said respectfully.

"Thank you, go ahead, I'll take a shower and change my clothes and go down by myself."

"Ok!"

After the waiter left, Qiao Ran casually took an azure dress and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When Qiao Ran came out of the shower and saw the figure sitting on the sofa in the room, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"How did you come?"

Sitting on the sofa, holding a time magazine in his hand, wearing a black suit, the man who exudes a cool and cool demeanor is Wen Shimo.

Wen Shimo raised his eyes to look at Qiao Ran, and saw Qiao Ran standing not far away, wearing a sky blue dress, which happened to be the same dress as the photo of the model he was looking at at the moment.

Obviously she was wearing vulgar street clothes, but she had a fresh, pleasant and elegant feeling when she wore them.

Different from the sensual, wild and pure style of wearing a cheongsam before, this dress makes her look like a noble young lady who can only be seen from a distance but not be blasphemed.

Wen Shimo didn't speak, but walked towards Qiao Ran step by step.

Seeing Wen Shimo's eyes like the vast and boundless sea, beating against the dangerous Australia like a violent storm, step by step towards him, Qiao Ran stepped back step by step with vigilant eyes, until there was no way to retreat.

"What are you doing?" Qiao Ran raised his hand and was about to push Wen Shimo away who was only an arm's length away.

Wen Shimo quickly punched Qiao Ran's hand, Qiao Ran immediately attacked with the other hand, and was caught by Wen Shimo again, he held both of her hands in his and hung them on the wall in mid-air.

Seeing this, Qiao Ran tried again to struggle out of the confinement of Wen Shimo's hands, but at this moment there was another sharp pain in his heart.

The pain made Qiao Ran gasp, and he couldn't help biting his red lips lightly.

The woman's clear water came out of hibiscus, and Wen Shimo's dignified and elegant appearance gave Wen Shimo the urge to tear her apart. At this moment, she bit her red lips lightly, and the way she frowned slightly made Wen Shimo's pupils suddenly constrict.

It was as if there was a magical force controlling him, making him bend down and kiss her cherry-like ruddy and alluring lips uncontrollably.

The sweet touch in his imagination was the sweet taste that lingered in his heart countless days and nights.

Ever since the day when he obtained the certificate of divorce, because the two of them were plotted to spend a night together, the feeling for her was deeply buried in his heart, and it never disappeared.

It's just because of Song Wanqing, no matter how many times he had raging desires in front of her, he never revealed it.

When he met her this time, seeing her glamorous and radiant appearance in cheongsam, a crazy voice shouted from the bottom of his heart.

He wanted to tear her apart.

Indeed, he wanted to—sleep her.

Qiao Ran didn't expect Wen Shimo to kiss her forcefully, after a brief moment of blank mind, she immediately wanted to push Wen Shimo away.

The heart-gnawing stinging pain that was stronger than before came again, causing Qiao Ran to groan uncontrollably.

In this gap, someone wantonly snatched more sweetness from her mouth like a swimming dragon.

Qiao Ran was shocked by the tingling pain in his heart when he exercised.

what's wrong with her?

Why does my heart hurt unspeakably as soon as I work hard?

Could it be related to her recent learning of different arts?

The man's warm and thick hands felt like an electric shock wherever he touched his skin, which made Qiao Ran wake up from his thoughts.

"Wen Shimo, let me go!" Qiao Ran stopped her with a trembling voice.

"Didn't you enjoy it just now? Stop it like that, and play hard to get with me?" Wen Shimo's warm breath caressed the corners of Qiao Ran's ears, causing his skin to tremble.

Seeing that snow-white skin quickly turn into an alluring crimson color, the lust in Wen Shimo's pupils became more intense.

Seeing Wen Shimo's movements getting more and more excessive, Qiao Ran resisted despite the pain in his heart that was bursting.

It's just that she has no strength at all, and her hands are still firmly held by Wen Shimo.

Wen Shimo saw that her body reacted so strongly, but she didn't take her hands away from him, her eyes were full of sarcasm.

"You obviously want me to tease you, but you still pretend to stand up. No wonder Shen Mubai and Gu Sinian have been hooked by you. Are you doing the same in front of them?"

Thinking of her beautiful side being seen by other men, Wen Shimo's actions became even ruder.

Qiao Ran, who was ridiculed and humiliated, saw that Wen Shimo was about to break through the bottom line, endured the pain of a bursting heart, forcibly pulled one hand away, and hit Wen Shimo hard on the face.

"Pa..." A crisp slap hit Wen Shimo's face.