The scumbag ex-wife dressed as the heroine

Lin Qianwei closed her eyes and let Ji Yunxiao kiss.

Even if she couldn't see it, she could clearly feel Ji Yunxiao's warm palm slid across her wrist, and then slowly separated her fingers bit by bit to intertwine with hers.

"Qianwei" Ji Yunxiao called her name, her voice was full of nostalgia and tenderness: "Look at me, okay?"

Ji Yunxiao brushed her red lips against her forehead and murmured: "Don't close your eyes and look at me, I want you to look at me."

Lin Qianwei's eyelashes were beautiful, thick, long and curly, like two delicate little cattail fans, now the long eyelashes trembling slightly like cattail fans.

Lin Qianwei still opened her eyes.

The sparkling eyes sparkled in those charming eyes, and the tone of the voice faded from the coldness, with a sticky taste: "Can you stop acting like a baby?"

Ji Yunxiao couldn't help laughing, and said with a smile: "I can't."

After receiving a fierce slap from his wife, she explained meekly: "Because I know you're going to do this."

Ji Yunxiao stretched her voice a bit to be intimate with her, and asked her, "Honey, you just like to watch me act like a baby to you, don't you?"

Ji Yunxiao's words were ordinary, and there was no room for divergence, but Lin Qianwei was still inexplicably shy and her ears felt slightly hot.

"That's not it." Lin Qianwei refused to admit it and gave her an annoyed look, "Shut up."

Ji Yunxiao suddenly had the desire to tease his wife.

She pressed Lin Qianwei's two wrists to the top of her head and held them with one hand, then pinched the beautiful and shy white cheeks, leaned closer and said, "Just now you only said you were willing, but you forgot the most important question."

A little daze appeared in Lin Qianwei's eyes, and she subconsciously followed Ji Yunxiao's rhythm: "What's the problem?"

They were too close, their breathing was intertwined with each other, their bodies were pressed together, and the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to rise sharply, so that beads of sweat broke out from the tip of Lin Qianwei's straight nose.

Ji Yunxiao scraped off the drop of sweat with curled fingers, and her brows and eyes became more gentle: "You haven't said whether you like me or not."

Lin Qianwei raised her eyes abruptly.

Is this still a question?

Ji Yunxiao should be able to feel it.

Seeing that Lin Qianwei blushed and didn't answer, Ji Yunxiao wanted to tease her even more, so she pressed her closer and closer, "Do you like it?"

Ji Yunxiao said: "Honey, do you like me? Do you like me? Huh? Do you like me?"

Ji Yunxiao even said caringly: "If you find it hard to tell, then you can answer yesorno. Now I'll ask you a question, and you answer, Lin Qianwei, do you like me?"

Lin Qianwei bit her lip, her face was full of crimson clouds.

She asked in a low voice, "Do I have to answer?"

"Of course." Ji Yunxiao continued to tease her: "Could it be that you can't say the word like these two words so hot?"

Just hot mouth.

Lin Qianwei glared at Ji Yunxiao, adjusted her emotions, and said coldly: "I don't want to answer now, but I can also prove it to you with practical actions."

She pulled out her wrist, and turned Ji Yunxiao over and overwhelmed her.

Ji Yunxiao didn't resist, but raised her eyebrows.

Lin Qianwei let out a breath and told her, "I'm going to start to prove it."

Her method of proof is a bit unique, and Ji Yunxiao was a little caught off guard.

But even so, Ji Yunxiao did not show any reluctance, and was very cooperative, and guided Lin Qianwei when she encountered difficulties.

In this way, Lin Qianwei learned to do 1 through hands-on practice. I can't describe the feeling in detail, but after all, Lin Qianwei became shy and buried her whole face in the pillow.

After Ji Yunxiao cleaned up the mess, she came over to see her head buried in her head, and tried to shake her shoulder.

She called her: "Hello."

Lin Qianwei didn't respond, but just stretched out an arm, pulled the quilt before Ji Yunxiao could react, and buried herself in it.

"Excuse me?" Ji Yunxiao laughed.

Lin Qianwei tightened the quilt, trying to shrink herself into a ball.

"What's so embarrassing about it, I didn't feel embarrassed when I did 1 every time before."

Ji Yunxiao's voice was not low, but Lin Qianwei could hear it clearly, her cheeks became hotter and hotter, as if she was about to burn.

She originally wanted to be an ostrich for a while, but when she pulled the quilt over, she also pulled in another piece of fabric. Lin Qianwei touched it twice, and felt something was wrong, so she poked her head out and threw the dress out, and said quickly: " Here are your clothes, put them on quickly."

"It's all torn by you, how can you wear it?"

Ji Yunxiao threw away the broken dress, took the opportunity to press the edge of the quilt, and dug his wife out.

Lin Qianwei's tone changed: "What are you doing?"

Ji Yunxiao rubbed her messy and smooth long hair, put her on her shoulders and went straight to the bathroom, solemnly: "Of course I'm going to take a shower, you have to pay attention to hygiene, you don't plan to sleep right away, do you?"

Lin Qianwei simply thumped twice, and then died down after hearing this.

Lin Qianwei was still a little dizzy when she was placed in the bathtub, seeing Ji Yunxiao's current state, she looked away in a panic, and started talking nonsense: "Otherwise, otherwise, you should put on some clothes... "

Ji Yunxiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and even came over and touched her forehead with the back of her hand.

"You don't even have a fever? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Ji Yunxiao turned on the shower to turn on the water, sat with her again, and hugged her into her arms.

"I've never heard that you need to put on clothes after taking a bath." Ji Yunxiao deliberately sprinkled water on her body.

Lin Qianwei's shoulders were drenched in water, but she didn't struggle. Her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the mist began to ripple from the middle, dazzled people.

Ji Yunxiao's breathing became urgent.

She smoothed Lin Qianwei's hair that fell to her forehead behind her ears, and said in a hoarse voice, "Honey, I asked you to do 1 just now, now it's my turn."

After this time, Lin Qianwei finally couldn't wrap herself up.

Because she fell asleep.

The beauty who fell asleep was much more honest than when she was awake, not only clinging to her hand tightly, but also muttering, "I like Xiaoxiao..."

"I like Miss Xiaoxiao the most..."

Seeing her lover's calm and beautiful sleeping face, Ji Yunxiao's heart softened, and she couldn't help but frown when she heard the title "Sister Xiaoxiao".

But then she heard Lin Qianwei muttering in her sleep: "Of course I love my mother too...all of them..."

The smile on Ji Yunxiao's face paused.

"flourishing."

Ji Yunxiao called her softly.

Ji Yunxiao helped Lin Qianwei cover the quilt, and gently touched her eyebrows with her fingertips.

Memories of the past are indispensable to her, that is the most important part, but what about Lin Qianwei?

Does Lin Qianwei really need to think about it?

Thinking of the past not only means remembering the past related to her, but also reminds Lin Qianwei that Ms. Song, who once loved her the most, has disappeared.

Isn't this a bit too cruel for Lin Qianwei?

In the past, Ji Yunxiao always wanted Lin Qianwei to remember the past, wanted her to remember that she was Song Qianqian, and wanted her to call herself "Sister Xiaoxiao" again, but was this kind of thinking too selfish?

Ji Yunxiao looked at Lin Qianwei under the warm wall lamp for a long time, and after a lot of thoughts, she decided to get up and go to the balcony to smoke a cigarette.

Everything from the past flashed before his eyes like a slideshow, and the fire on his fingertips flickered in the dark with Ji Yunxiao's sigh.

Ji Yunxiao took another shower, and after confirming that there was no smell of smoke on her body, she returned to Lin Qianwei's side, looking at her intently and nostalgicly.

Ji Yunxiao has already thought about it.

She thought, it doesn't matter if Lin Qianwei doesn't remember, as long as she remembers herself.

She will cherish the memories of the past alone, to love Lin Qianwei in front of her.

"Sorry, I haven't been able to find Aunt Song yet."

In fact, this is not surprising.

If Ms. Song also came to this world, if Ms. Song still remembered everything in the past, then she would definitely overcome all difficulties to find her daughter, and then come to her side.

But such a thing did not happen.

"Qianqian, I've made up my mind. Unless I can help you find your mother, I won't talk about the past anymore."

Ji Yunxiao struggled to let go, put Lin Qianwei's soft palms together, put her forehead on it, and said slowly: "This may also be the last time I will call you Qianqian."

"I'll just call you Qianwei from now on, do you think it's okay?"

It was not easy for Ji Yunxiao to make this decision, but she didn't want to see Lin Qianwei get hurt.

If recapturing memories means bereavement, forget it.

Ji Yunxiao thought, this is already very good.

……

Lin Qianwei didn't know that Ji Yunxiao had been thinking for a long time, and she didn't lie down beside her until dawn and fell asleep.

The next day she woke up first, looking at the beautiful sleeping face next to her, her eyebrows and eyes curved slightly.

"Sleep still?" Lin Qianwei asked wearily.

Ji Yunxiao didn't respond, her breathing was steady.

"Then you can continue to sleep."

Lin Qianwei didn't wake Ji Yunxiao up, but stood up lightly, and when she was about to leave, she couldn't help but glance back.

Ji Yunxiao is very beautiful when her eyes are open, but sleeping beside her so peacefully is also extraordinarily touching.

Lin Qianwei suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of security.

"Sleep with me tomorrow too."

Taking advantage of Ji Yunxiao's inability to hear, Lin Qianwei lost that embarrassment of embarrassment, and spoke out her heart without any scruple.

"Of course, we will sleep together the day after tomorrow."

"We'll be together the day after tomorrow."

"Together forever."

Lin Qianwei pressed Ji Yunxiao's chin, and planted a light kiss on her cheek. After a long delay, she got up to wash up.

When she came back, she found that Ji Yunxiao hadn't woken up yet, and the bouquet of roses was still lying on the table not far away, so she went over and picked out the most beautiful one, and put it beside Ji Yunxiao's pillow.

I hope Ji Yunxiao can see it when she wakes up.

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