Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

Tapping his fingertips on his arm, Si Yimoruo narrowed his eyes, thoughtfully.

The main building usually leaves no outsiders at night. At this moment, the door has been closed, and the room is silent, reflecting a quiet desolation.

There was a sound of light footsteps behind him, and Si Yimo didn't look back until the woman hugged his neck from behind and leaned against his neck sleepily.

"You don't sleep at night, why are you here sneaking around?"

Si Yimo: "..." You knew this woman didn't have a good word in her mouth.

He raised his hand and touched her face, looked down at her sideways, and asked without answering, "Why are you awake?"

"No one warms the bed," Xia Qing closed her eyes and leaned on his neck, muttering, "It's not comfortable to sleep."

"You haven't answered my question yet." Xia Qing got up from him, yawned, turned around and sat next to him, turning to look at him.

"If you don't sleep at night, what are you doing here?"

Si Yimo took back his hand, and when he heard her words, the corner of his mouth twitched, with a dark look on his face.

"Can't you just order something nice from me?"

Xia Qing snorted softly: "You are full of bad intentions. I didn't expect you to be so kind-hearted, but...?"

Suddenly, Xia Qing's eyes went dark, and before Xia Qing could finish her words, her mouth was blocked by a pair of thin lips.

The deep purple eyes came into view, beautiful and stunning.

Xia Qing turned her face away, put her hands on his chest to keep him away, and glared at him: "What are you doing?"

"Kiss you." The man replied confidently.

Xia Qing's mouth twitched: "If you don't want to say it, forget it."

After saying that, Xia Qing stood up and prepared to go up and rest.

She was sleepy.

Unexpectedly, the next second, his wrist tightened, and the man pulled hard. As the world turned around, Xia Qing was pressed on the sofa by the man.

The man's face is still perfect when viewed from bottom to top, with the same light smile as always, elegant and noble, with education and nobility revealed from his bones.

However, at this moment, in the dark and windy murderous night, the smile on the man's face was evil and dark, and he stared at the woman like a hunter staring at the prey in his hand, trying to swallow it in one bite.

"Xia Xia," his voice was low and soft, like honey, doting and full of temptation: "Don't you want me to warm the bed? Why are you running?"

Xia Qing was stunned for a moment before she realized what she was doing. She smiled softly and said, "You will believe me if I lie to you. When did Mr. Si become so easy to deceive?"

Si Yimo wasn't angry either. Instead, he smiled more gently: "I like white lies."

Xia Qing: "..." She was speechless and choked.

While she was dazed, the man had already controlled her hands and raised them above her head, lowered his head and kissed her.

Xia Qing's only trace of sleepiness at this moment was also tossed away.

She is a hedonist who only lives in the present and cherishes it.

Si Yimo's skills, from being very bad at the beginning to being extremely proficient now, were all acquired through practice on her.

He always knew what to do and she was most comfortable.

Therefore, she did not resist and allowed him to do whatever he wanted on her.

After a while, the atmosphere heated up and was full of ambiguity. The man picked her up and strode upstairs.

The door to the master bedroom was opened, then kicked hard, and Xia Qing was pressed against the door.

"........."

By the time it was over, Xia Qing had completely passed out. The man caressed her beautiful little face with nostalgia. Finally, he tucked her in, leaned over and kissed her forehead, and stood up to leave.

The bedroom door was closed, Si Yimo turned on his cell phone and called back countless calls on the caller ID.

The phone was connected instantly, and a warm voice came.

"Amo," the man's voice was elegant and gentle: "He ran away."

Si Yimo: "......"

He had a dark look on his face: "Do you think it's appropriate for you to say this news in such a calm and gentle tone? And everyone has run away, and you still call me so many times in the middle of the night. People who don't know think you have something big. good news."

Shi Zifan was sitting on the boat, his body spotless, looking up at the moonlit sky over the sea, with a warm and elegant smile on his handsome face.

Hearing the sound of teeth grinding coming from the other side of the phone, the corner of his lips curled up: "If there is good news, I won't call. Only bad news needs someone to share it."

Si Yimo: "..." He is his good brother, that's right.

"Then let me tell you some good news. Winnie is missing."

"Did Qin Siyu do it?"

"I think it was Mo Yu who did it."

"What does Mo Yu want Winnie to do?" Shi Zifan frowned slightly.

"Then who knows." Si Yimo leaned against the wall, one of his long legs bent and the other supported on the ground. The corners of his lips were raised, and his purple eyes were filled with teasing: "Wennie has been chasing you for so long, you are not serious at all. I don’t feel anything at all.”

"Si Yimo."

"Yeah~"

"If you are sick, get treatment as soon as possible. Don't miss the best time for treatment."

Si Yimo: "......You hurt me."

"Is it obvious?"

"What do you say?"

"Oh, that proves that your brain has not completely deteriorated."

The corner of his mouth twitched: "I won't tell you anymore. Since Ji Shu ran away, it proves that he has already prepared a retreat. Check Shen Rui. I suspect he made some deal with Ji Shu."

"Amo." Shi Zifan said suddenly.

"Say." Si Yimo's voice was loud, with a rhythm that sounded like he was starting to play when there was something going on and then retreating when there was nothing going on.

"Do you know who Shen Rui is?"

"Your sweetheart's brother?"

Shi Zifan: "..."

He took a deep breath, resisted the urge to fly back and fight with him immediately, and said: "You asked me to investigate the leader of the first organization's intelligence team. Do you think too highly of me?"

"Come on, you're the best."

Shi Zifan had no expression on his face and just said one word to him: "Get out!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

Si Yimo listened to the busy signal from the other side, chuckled, put away his phone, and re-entered the room.

He got into the bed gently and gently pulled the woman into his arms.

The woman frowned slightly, and then she couldn't help but crawl into his arms. Finally, she seemed to have found a comfortable position and place, her brows relaxed, and she became quiet.

Si Yimo looked down at the woman in his arms. Her delicate and beautiful eyebrows were less assertive and indifferent when she was awake, and more peaceful. She looked like a girl who was inexperienced in the world.

"I was restless even when I fell asleep." He gently pinched her little face full of collagen, his purple eyes filled with affection and smile.

He hugged her into his arms again and slowly closed his eyes.

The night is blurry and deep, and the huge dark curtain in the sky is dotted with beautiful stars, creating a beautiful and charming dark starry sky that makes people fascinated.

However, there is no eternity in this world, and those things that once shone in countless history eventually became history.

The two lines of the pen describe the years that have come and gone, and the life that has turned a thousand times.

The stars disappear, the sun rises, and the world looks different again.