Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

The man propped his head on one hand, looked at her while lying on his side, brushed away the soft hair on her cheek with his fingers, and said in a low and magnetic voice, "Miss Ye doesn't want to be responsible for me?"

Ye Mian: "..."

She was a little confused by his question, she didn't expect him to say such rascally words.

They are both going through the divorce procedure, and she thinks that he has taken the matter of divorce lightly for more than a week.

She sat up, straightened her messy hair, put it behind her head, looked down at him, with a cold expression on her face, and said lightly: "How do you think I am responsible?"

Fan Er, a domineering president, was about to get out of bed after speaking.

As if he was a stalking little wife.

Qiao Zhanbei sat up, put his arms around her slender waist from behind her, rested his chin on her shoulder, and said half seriously and half frivolously, "Be responsible to me for the rest of your life."

The little scum girl, after she provoked him drunk and sexually, she also said that she was too drunk.

Listening to his words, being hugged by his familiar dependent posture, Ye Mian's heart warmed up, and her eyes became moist. Does it mean he still doesn't want to divorce?

Her heart was so soft that even though she was drunk last night, she teased him and slept with him because of her instinctive love for him.

At this time, her rationality defeated her sensibility, she broke his hand and said calmly, "Stop making trouble."

Qiao Zhanbei had expected her to be this answer, his eyes darkened, and he pulled her back, Ye Mian fell into his arms.

The man held half of her cheeks in his big hands, with a rare evil smile on his lips, and he said darkly, "Since Miss Ye is unwilling to take responsibility, then Qiao can only ask for it back."

"You, what do you mean?"

Just after asking the question, she had already been covered by him, and she didn't realize what he meant.

"No, I was drunk last night, unconscious..." Before he finished speaking, his small mouth was blocked by him forcefully.

She was forced to bear his kiss, and he let go of her gnawed red and swollen lips until her brain became dizzy.

The man stretched his long arms towards the bedside table, found a condom, and put it in his mouth.

In a waking state, Ye Mian was still stimulated by seeing his lustful face with a condom in his mouth, and swallowed involuntarily.

He is too lustful...

"This set is too small, why do you take everything at home." He was disgusted while operating.

Ye Mian: "..."

It was sent during an event in the mall. The clerk Xuxu took a lot, and when she heard that she had a husband, she stuffed it all into her bag.

When she was thinking about it, she frowned, her mouth opened wide, and the man was already entangled with her at a negative distance.

Dog man, he did it on purpose!

The man who has always been restrained and self-disciplined wanted her again and again. When he bit the trap for the third time, Ye Mian was really out of breath. She stepped on his sweaty chest limply, and said sharply, "No more!" .”

Soft and seductive.

How could he let it go, "Miss Ye, you asked me three times last night."

Ye Mian:! ! !

Why didn't she know he was such a dog before?

She was the one who took the initiative last night, but he didn't take advantage of him in the end.

Get cheap and sell well.

The last time, he lasted longer than the previous few times, Ye Mian was so tormented by him that his whole body was sore and limp, he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Qiao Zhanbei came out of the shower and kissed her sleeping face contentedly.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes locked on her sleeping face for a moment, this time she was really exhausted.

Waking up again, Ye Mian was hungry, struggling to touch the phone, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

At this moment, she has the heart to kill.

I was cursing at the dog man who made the instigator in my heart.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry? Get up and eat." Qiao Zhanbei came into the bedroom, sat down on the edge of the bed, and helped her up.

Ye Mian only had the strength to stare dryly, she stared at him bitterly, her small face puffed up.

"It's only natural to pay off debts, why are you still angry with me?" The man pinched her cheek dotingly and said with a light smile.

Your uncle's.

Ye Mian scolded him in her heart.

The man lifted the quilt, hugged her who was wearing a nightdress with suspenders, and walked out of the bedroom to the dining room.

Sweet and sour short ribs, tomato scrambled eggs, mushrooms and green vegetables, fragrant white rice, looking at these home-cooked dishes that she loves on the table, Ye Mian swallowed her saliva.

"I made it all. There is still soup in the pot. I'll serve it for you." He put her in the chair, finished speaking, rubbed the top of her hair, and walked to the kitchen.

He did it all.

Ye Mian was a little flattered, she heard him say he could cook last time, but she didn't expect to cook so many dishes.In my heart, half of my anger towards him disappeared in an instant.

She couldn't wait to pick up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs with red oil and sprinkled with black sesame seeds with her bare hands. It was sour and sweet, very delicious.

When Qiao Zhanbei came over with soup and chopsticks, he saw Ye Mian wanting to pinch small ribs with his bare hands like a cat, the corners of his lips raised.

She is sometimes like a child, cute.

This was also a side he had never seen before the divorce was proposed.

The little girl was always well-behaved before, and she was polite and decent in her dealings with others, and she was even more dignified when she grew up.All these years, in his house, being dependent on others, is very restrained.

Stealing the mouth was hit by him, Ye Mian's hand didn't shrink, and it didn't matter if he took it.

"It's okay, pinch it." He said dotingly.

Ye Mian was slightly surprised, she didn't expect that such a delicate person would not mind her stealing her mouth with bare hands.

She took out a wet towel, wiped her hands, picked up the chopsticks, buried herself in eating, and filled the temple of five internal organs.

"Eat slowly, no one will grab you." Seeing her wolfing down, the man said with a funny smile.

Ye Mian rolled her eyes at him, her eyes seemed to scold him: It's not a good thing you did!

Dog men, they all squeezed her dry.

"You provoked me first, and you still don't want to take responsibility." Qiao Zhanbei leaned back on the chair, with one arm resting on the back of the chair, staring at her with a smirk on his face.

Ye Mian was full and gained strength, she got up and went around behind him, covered his face with her hands, and rubbed his face with three-dimensional features carved like a knife several times indiscriminately to vent her anger.

Qiao Zhanbei was not annoyed at all, but liked her to vent her temper towards him, which was also a kind of intimacy.

Before she walked away, the man grabbed her wrist, pulled her to him, and looked up at her.

She was still furious.

"Miss Ye is welcome to provoke me again next time." He deliberately teased her.

Ye Mian: "..."

She was so angry that she wanted to kick him a few times, and was about to kick his calf when his mobile phone on the dining table vibrated, and Ye Mian also heard her own mobile phone ringing.

An ominous premonition came to her heart, she froze there, looking at Qiao Zhanbei in panic.

He froze for a moment, and said in a heavy tone: "We'll go there right away, and make sure she lasts until we arrive."

Hearing this, Ye Mian's figure swayed, Qiao Zhanbei went to her, held her in his arms, and said in a deep voice, "Come with me to see my mother for the last time."