No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

Qiao Shiyan was drunk, but he was not drunk to death.

He looked down at the woman in his arms.

Late at night, she was wearing sexy silk pajamas, and the skirt reached to her ankles, covering her flaws... She still looked as pretty as before, but Qiao Shiyan no longer had the urge.

He pushed her away: "I promised Xiaoyan that there would be no other women."

Qin Shiyi looked hurt: "You also wanted to explain to me."

Qiao Shiyan looked at her.

After a while, he passed her and walked into the hotel suite. He rubbed his forehead as he walked, "Let's talk about poetry."

It was better after all, and he wanted to give her an explanation.

Qin Shiyi followed in and closed the door.

The suite was quiet.

When they were in Berlin, they broke up on bad terms. When they met again, she was very gentle and considerate. When Qiao Shiyan was sitting on the sofa, she took the initiative to bring her slippers and half-crouched to put them on for him.

Qiao Shiyan lowered his head and stared at her with his dark eyes.

Qin Shiyi knew he was looking at her, so she said softly: "I'll get you sobering medicine."

Qiao Shiyan said nothing.

He was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, his chin raised high, and his whole handsome face had a touch of sensuality, which was very attractive...

Qin Shiyi brought medicine and water over and saw his appearance.

They had had many happy moments in the past.

Although she was disabled, she also had the physiological needs of a woman. She wanted to hug him...but she wasn't sure what Qiao Shiyan was thinking.

Qin Shiyi put down the things, bent down and said softly: "Shi Yan, here's the medicine."

Qiao Shiyan's eyes opened slightly.

He was half asleep.

In a daze, he thought he was back home and thought the woman in front of him was his Xiaoyan. He suddenly reached out to grab her and called out in a hoarse voice: "Xiaoyan."

Qin Shiyi was stunned.

Just when she wanted to speak, Qiao Shiyan had already woken up. He raised his head slightly and looked at the crystal lamp above, his sexy Adam's apple twitching twice: "Sorry! I fell asleep just now."

After saying this, he sat up and took the sobering medicine.

Qin Shiyi sat opposite him.

After suffering enough in Berlin, she learned the lesson.

She looked at his handsome face and spoke softly: "Why didn't you go back when you were drunk? Now...is she still angry with you?"

Qiao Shiyan threw his body on the sofa and said in a bad tone: "It has nothing to do with you."

He took out another cigarette and lit it.

In the light blue smoke, he said to Qin Shiyi: "I will give you a sum of money, and you can go back to Berlin or go to any country you want to go."

After a long while, Qin Shiyi hummed.

She said yes.

He was impressed by how docile she was. When she stood up, her voice became softer unconsciously: "I'm leaving first."

Qin Shiyi did not keep him.

She even walked him to the door and knelt down to change his shoes. Such service and gentleness could not be found in Meng Yan. For a moment, Qiao Shiyan had mixed feelings.

He looked down at her and reached out to touch her face gently, without any emotion or desire, but mixed with an extremely complicated pity.

"Feast of the hour."

Qin Shiyi's eyes were slightly wet and her voice was trembling.

Qiao Shiyan smiled gently.

He still left in the night...

He didn't want to feel sorry for Meng Yan.

……

He came home.

When the car parked at the parking lot of the villa, it was already one o'clock in the morning. The air outside was damp and cold, and people in the car didn't want to get out of the car at all.

After a while, Qiao Shiyan opened the car door and climbed up the steps in front of the entrance.

Meng Yan had already fallen asleep.

The two children were gone, probably sleeping with their aunt. Qiao Shiyan was undressing in the dim light while looking at his wife on the bed. She was sleeping alone on the big bed. The room was warm. She was afraid of the heat and stretched out one of her fair and slender legs... …

Qiao Shiyan looked at it for a long time.

Then he opened the bathroom door and went in to wash off the smell of perfume and alcohol on his body.

He slept next to Meng Yan.

Her breathing was obviously faster, but she didn't say anything, obviously not wanting to face him.

Qiao Shiyan didn't expose it.

He was sleeping behind her, with a strong arm around her slim waist, holding it carelessly and playing with it.

He was more like a bystander, admiring the way her body was trembling and she was caught up in love and desire. Until he felt it was almost done, he slowly untied everything and became deeply connected with her.

This love affair seems to be under scrutiny.

From the beginning to the end, Qiao Shiyan showed no signs of impulsiveness, just doing it slowly... She was also very silent. Unless he did it a little harshly, she would scream once or twice unbearably.

Time is too long...

Later, Qiao Shiyan felt that it was not interesting, so he held her slender waist and ended it hastily... After venting, the depression in his heart finally dissipated, so he whispered in her ear: "Shall we do it again?"

For a long time, Meng Yan didn't make a sound.

He leaned over to see——

She closed her eyes and breathed evenly, and she actually fell asleep!

Qiao Shiyan couldn't help but feel angry. He wondered if their relationship as husband and wife was so boring. She actually fell asleep while doing it...

In the past, he must have shaken her awake, pressed her down and fucked her hard.

But now he can't bear it.

He turned over and lay beside her, his muscular chest rising and falling.

After a moment, he got up and walked to the bathroom to turn on the hot water.

In the hot air, he raised his head and masturbated, releasing all the manly needs that had accumulated for a long time...

……

Meng Yan got up early in the morning.

In the twelfth lunar month, the plum blossoms in the yard were blooming. Meng Yan was pruning them carefully with scissors. Zhang Ma was muttering to the side: "Sir finally came back on his own initiative. You should sleep with me for a while. Couples are like that, noisy at the head of the bed and close at the end of the bed." ! What’s the use of pruning this dead thing?”

"Trees have feelings."

Meng Yan smiled faintly again: "Mother Zhang, you said couples quarreled... But what kind of husband and wife are Qiao Shiyan and I? He and I are no better than enemies!"

Zhang Ma said nothing more.

On the second floor, Qiao Shiyan was smoking on the terrace and listened to the conversation.

He lowered his head and looked at the cigarette between his long fingers,

Laugh at yourself!

He thought to himself: Qiao Shiyan, when did you become so naive that you actually thought she could really put aside her past grudges and become a loving couple with you?

How ridiculous!

Reason told him that it was time for him to give up on Meng Yan. She might never love him again in this life.

But he couldn't bear it.

He was greedy for a home with Meng Yan, and he thought that even if he didn't love her, as long as she was willing to stay by his side... That way, she would still be his wife, and they would still be a loving couple in the eyes of outsiders.

They lived the next days in a miserable way.

They treat each other coldly.

Men cannot get tenderness at home and always want to get it outside. Young girls in clubs can be coquettish and likeable... but they just don't understand men.

Qiao Shiyan drank for a few days, but felt increasingly depressed.

Late at night, the rain stopped.

There are small puddles here and there on the dark gray road, reflecting the illusion of neon lights.

He suddenly thought of Qin Shiyi.

Turning the steering wheel of the black Bentley, Qiao Shiyan drove to the hotel where Qin Shiyi was staying. When he pressed the doorbell of the suite, he was actually not sure... whether she had left.

After a while, Qin Shiyi came over and opened the door.

She looked at him and murmured: "Today is your birthday, Shi Yan. I prepared a birthday cake and longevity noodles. I didn't expect you to come over... There is only one bowl of longevity noodles."

What man can refuse such tenderness?

Qiao Shiyan walked in,

There is a small cake and a bowl of plain noodles on the small round table in the living room, which looks warm.

Qiao Shiyan was somewhat moved. He sat down to eat noodles and said in a calm tone, "Do you still remember my birthday?"

Qin Shiyi nodded.

She walked over and sat down opposite him, slowly lit the candles and asked him to make a wish: "It's very effective! Don't waste this birthday."

Qiao Shiyan didn't make a wish, he didn't believe it.

His black eyes looked straight at her, and after a while, he smiled lightly: "Only women believe this."

After finishing his noodles, he sat on the sofa and smoked silently——

He remembered that in the first year of their marriage, Meng Yan arranged his birthday for him. From early in the morning, she had been making surprises for him. She was such a young and naive little thing, but she was willing to dress like that early in the morning. , rubbing in his arms, just to please him.

She also wanted to make small Lantern Festivals for him.

After the love affair, she sat on his waist with bright eyes: "From now on, every year on your birthday, I will make you a small ball, and I will also learn how to cook longevity noodles and make cakes... I will get better and better." of."

But he stretched out his hand and reached under his black shirt——

Make waves!

He pressed her down and held her mouth warmly. While hurting her, he said dirty words: "It was pretty awesome just now. I've never seen a little water doll like you... It's obviously comfortable." Crying and fussing, and pestering people to death."

22-year-old Meng Yan is young, blushing and heart-beating.

Thinking of the past, Qiao Shiyan's dark eyes were slightly moist.

She had long forgotten his birthday.

Late at night, the rain stopped, and the night outside was brighter than the previous days——

Qin Shiyi leaned next to him and said meekly: "I have packed my luggage! The flight is at 11 o'clock tomorrow morning!... At the time of the banquet, I decided to go back to Berlin."

Light cyan smoke enveloped the surroundings.

Qiao Shiyan's eyes were sour——

Maybe it’s because I’m too lonely and my heart easily softens!

He gently grabbed Qin Shiyi's hand and said calmly: "If you want to stay, just stay! I will buy an apartment for you to live in later."