She divorced with her property, and her ex-husband chased her around the world

Shang Manyue was still unwilling in her heart, but she did not resist him as fiercely as before. She tried to soften her tone.

She declined politely, "Jingbo, I'm a little tired today..."

These days, Huo Jingbo has been very restrained. He only held her to sleep and never touched her. He thought she had recovered from the fun these days, but unexpectedly she was still stiff and subconsciously resisted him.

He felt somewhat unhappy.

After all, they are husband and wife, and it is impossible for them to live as husband and wife in the future. What's more, he still hopes that she can have another child.

In this way, her heart will be completely settled and she will no longer think about things. After he inherits the Huo family, a stable marriage is very important. Those who are interested will not think of ways to stuff him with messy things. Women, even if he has children, he can calm people's hearts.

My brother's children are gone, and there will never be any more. The next generation heir of the Huo family can only be his children.

He chose to take Shang Man Yue on vacation with this thought in mind. He wanted to change the environment, let her change her mood, play and see everywhere, and those sad things and unpleasantness would slowly be forgotten.

When people are alive, they always have to look forward.

The light in the bedroom was dim. Huo Jingbo slightly propped up his body and looked at Shang Manyue under the lamp. She had gained back a lot, her body was plump, her skin was rosy and shiny, and she was flawless even without makeup, and was as smooth as peeling. Eggs out of shell.

She looked as innocent as a girl who didn't have any makeup on.

Those dark eyes blinked, like a pitiful little rabbit, and his unpleasantness disappeared instantly.

Huo Jingbo's hand gently touched her cheek, and he spoke again in a gentle and hoarse voice, "Ask Mrs. Huo, don't reject me, eh?"

His kiss fell very gently on the center of her eyebrows, the tip of her nose, and then down, grabbing her lips. It was gentle, not fierce, as if he treated her like a fragile doll.

Shang Manyue's hands tightened little by little, and his eyes were struggling.

Especially when the man's hands began to peel off her clothes, her breathing stagnated obviously. Huo Jingbo noticed it, but he kept moving, and soon the clothes fell to the ground, and the burning kiss spread all the way down, burying his head on her neck. In the nest, tease him wantonly.

The man's body was very hot, ironing hers. Shang Manyue tried to escape impatiently, but he grabbed her waist and dragged her back.

"Mrs. Huo, I will be very gentle this time, don't be afraid..." He leaned over her ear, caressing her gently, and at the same time suppressed his own desire, and patiently let her move first.

As for all his methods, Shang Manyue couldn't bear it once he had this thought. Her face flushed, her breathing became rapid, and finally, as if unable to struggle, she turned her face away and buried herself in the pillow.

In fact, she knew very well that Huo Jingbo had great needs, and it was useless for her to refuse. If she refused, it would annoy him, and he would still give in to his temper and come back several times. She might as well just go along with him, and he would be in a better mood. It can end sooner.

She was carrying birth control pills anyway.

Thinking of this, she secretly took a breath and relaxed her body.

Huo Jingbo's eyes were filled with joy, followed by more turbulent desire. He hugged the woman under his body and doted on her fiercely.

Seeing her cheeks gradually becoming filled with affection, seeing her wet eyes, and her clear and gentle moans, all of which stimulated his senses.

This love affair was very gentle, but it made Huo Jingbo feel huge psychological satisfaction. After all, the harmony between two people was different.

It was the same thing, but the man was still lingering in the lingering lingering feeling, leaning on her body reluctantly and not wanting to get up, still reminiscing about the tenderness of this moment.

Shang Manyue's whole body was covered in sweat, her hair was soaked and stuck to her cheeks. She was panting heavily, as if she had been forced to run a thousand meters by a dog man.

She slowed down a little, reached out and pushed him, signaling him to get up.

Huo Jingbo was obviously still unfinished. He held her hand and pressed it against her forehead. His voice became hoarse, tingling and sultry.

"Mrs. Huo, do you still have the strength?"

The implications are very obvious.

Shang Manyue couldn't hold back and glared at him, "Huo Jingbo, I have to go out to play tomorrow!!"

The implication is, get out of my way, I'm going to sleep!

But she didn't know that the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were dyed with spring at this moment, and her eyes were as charming as silk, which was even more seductive.

Huo Jingbo's sexy Adam's apple rolled, his black eyes narrowed, he pondered for a moment, and chose a compromise, "Open your mouth, let's kiss, and I'll let you go."

"Really?" Shang Manyue was confused.

"Ah."

As the words fell, the man's slender fingers pinched her delicate chin, and his thin lips covered it.

He kissed her deeply and shallowly, pried her teeth open, and entangled his tongue endlessly. In order to end it, Shang Manyue finally responded slowly.

Time ticked by, and I don’t know how long the kiss lasted. Shang Manyue felt that she was running out of oxygen and her head was confused. Then, without realizing it, the man’s knees pushed her legs apart again...

Sure enough, Shang Manyue couldn't get up the next day. She originally planned to go shopping at ancient buildings, but now she could only lie down on the bed.

The culprit looked satisfied. He was obviously the one doing the hard work, but he didn't feel tired at all, but was in high spirits.

Shang Manyue was so angry that she kicked him in the abdomen.

Dog men are probably born in the year of Teddy!

Huo Jingbo simply stayed on the bed with her and slept with her.

He was always self-disciplined and never stayed in bed. Unexpectedly, he actually stayed in bed with her doing nothing until the afternoon. He was afraid that she would be hungry, so he took her up to eat.

The hotel's revolving restaurant serves meals 24 hours a day and is self-service, with all types of dishes available.

Shang Manyue was so hungry that her chest pressed against her back. She wolfed down the food when she came back, prompting Huo Jingbo to wipe the corners of her lips with a tissue and said with a smile: "Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

He couldn't stand her vulgar appearance before, but now it doesn't matter. She is willing to eat and gain weight, which is much more pleasing to the eye than her wilting appearance.

Blame it?

Shang Manyue concentrated on cooking and didn't even bother to look at him.

"Hey! Jing Bo! It's really you!" A slightly lame Chinese pronunciation suddenly sounded.

Huo Jingbo lazily raised his eyelids and looked at the person.

The man was blond, tall and handsome. He rushed up and patted him on the shoulder. He smiled happily and said, "What a coincidence, I see you here."

Huo Jingbo also recognized him, and the corners of his lips raised. He stood up and hugged the man, "Long time no see, John."

John is his college alumnus and roommate, and they also worked together on Wall Street back then.

It's just that they separated after he chose to return to China to inherit the family property, and they have been in contact occasionally over the years.

John cast his eyes on Shang Manyue, "Jing Bo, is this...girlfriend?"

Huo Jingbo introduced with a smile, "My wife Shang Man Yue, Man Yue, this is John, my good friend."

In front of outsiders, Shang Manyue was still very polite and measured. She stood up and said hello, "Hello."

"Hello, Mrs. Huo."

John took her hand, and a very gentleman kissed the back of her hand, praising him sincerely, "You are so beautiful, Jing Bo has good taste."

Shang Manyue smiled and said, "Thank you."

John did not come alone. He brought his wife and children. He took a rare annual leave and came to play.

His child is three years old. His facial features are extremely delicate, and his dark blue eyes are like those in a cartoon. He is lovable at first sight.

Shang Manyue couldn't put it down. After eating, she took him and Mrs. John to the children's area to play.

Huo Jingbo and John were drinking coffee in the rest area while reminiscing about old times.

When he went out to play, he didn't talk about work by default, so John teased Huo Jingbo for actually marrying a wife. When he was in school, he seemed to have no desire for anything. He had no idea about how many women came after him. At that time, he almost thought that his orientation was male. I have hesitated for a long time whether to devote myself to my brother...

Huo Jingbo almost choked when he took a sip of coffee. He twitched the corners of his lips and said, "No need to."

While chatting, the topic turned to the children.

John saw that Shang Manyue liked children very much, so he naturally asked: "Do you have children?"

Huo Jingbo's eyes darkened slightly and his voice lowered: "I had one, and she had a miscarriage."

"Ah, I'm sorry." John was full of guilt and quickly comforted: "It's okay, you are still young, it will happen again."

Huo Jingbo didn't speak for a while, but he quickly remembered that John University was studying double majors, one of which was medicine.

He pondered for a moment and asked: "John, my wife and I have been actively preparing for pregnancy recently, but there is still no news. Do you think it is a miscarriage that causes poor health?"

John shook his head after hearing what he said about the specific situation, "It stands to reason that your wife is well-raised, so it won't affect her. It's either a matter of mental stress or... she's using contraception."

Contraception?

Huo Jingbo suddenly thought of something, and his black eyes suddenly glanced at Shang Manyue, who was having a great time with his children.

The thin lips were pressed tightly into a cold and hard line.