Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

Unconsciously, the taxi has arrived at the old villa in the west of the city.

After paying, Mu Shiyue took the bag and got off the car.

The picture in the memory returned to the eyes, a familiar feeling spread all over the body.

She couldn't help smiling, as if she was back in high school. After a week until the weekend, she would find excuses to dismiss Zhang Bo, the housekeeper of the Mu family, and then make up a reason to prevaricate Mu Hewan, and then sat down tirelessly. It takes more than two hours to get here by bus.

At that time, no matter how late she came or what time it was, Han Feiyu would run to the nearby bus stop to wait for her, and then the two would hold hands and come back together.

This old house is like a 'home' for two people, they spent each other's youthful years, unrestrained youth, and even the most rebellious years in it...

The thoughts of memory faded quickly, she pushed open the courtyard door and walked in, the entrance inside was a coded lock, and the code has not changed for so many years.

It's her birthday.

Han Feiyu remembered better than her.

With a beep, the door opened.

She looked in from the porch, and it was spotless inside. The huge living room still kept the same style as it was a few years ago, and even the old furniture hadn’t been changed. She couldn’t help smiling, changed her shoes at the porch, and looked at the living room. No one went upstairs.

There are two rooms upstairs, a large study and a large bedroom.

It's easy to tell the difference.

The bedroom door was ajar, Mu Shiyue walked to the door, pushed lightly with her fingers, and the door creaked, and it opened.

Standing at the door and looking inside, I saw the messy big bed at a glance, the quilt was thrown aside like a flower roll, a lot of clothes were thrown on the bed and on the ground, one piece here, one piece here, I don’t know , thinking that something just happened here.

Mu Shiyue smiled helplessly, she didn't have time to make up those boring pictures.

She walked in and looked around, but she didn't see anyone, so she put down her bag, leaned over and picked up the clothes on the ground one by one.

She bent over, picked up one by one, picked up one and put it in her bosom, picked up one and put it in her bosom, picked up and picked up, suddenly, a pair of big white feet jumped into her line of sight—

Mu Shiyue straightened up subconsciously and looked up, and saw the man coming out of the bathroom, naked and without any clothes on, his sensitive parts were so abruptly exposed to the air, unreservedly displayed in Mu Shiyue's eyes. In front of October.

At this time, Han Feiyu had already taken a bath, his handsome fair face was free of stubble, his star-like eyes locked on her evilly, and the water droplets on his flat head followed his perfect face that looked like a knife carving. Jun's face slid down and landed on his collarbone.

With well-defined abdominal muscles and almost perfect mermaid lines, water drops slide all the way down.

I haven't seen him for four years. It's obvious that this boy has grown up and is completely a man. His brows are full of maturity, and the corners of his confident eyes and brows are full of evil spirits like evil spirits.

There was an aura of maddening and fascination all over his body, a kind of natural wanton publicity, and his handsome face looked at Mu Shiyue without blinking.

The moment Mu Shiyue saw it, she couldn't help being stunned.

It may be because they haven't seen each other for four years, or it may be because they were attracted again by his handsomeness, many reasons are intertwined, at that moment, she actually forgot each other's identities, and stayed there in such an awkward manner.

"Yueyue, long time no see."

He spoke suddenly, his voice was faint and full of magnetism.

The phrase 'Long time no see' instantly sobered up Mu Shiyue's mind.

She reacted subconsciously, turned her back hastily, and said blushingly, "Yeah, long time no see, but I'm sorry, I didn't know you were taking a bath."

While talking, she casually took two pieces of clothes from her arms and handed them to him, "Put on your clothes first..."

Han Feiyu looked at the clothes she handed out, smiled, and didn't pick them up. Instead, he walked around in front of her and looked at her with a smile, "Does it matter whether you wear it or not? It's not like I haven't seen it before."

His words made Mu Shiyue's face burn like fire, and turned even redder, so she could only lower her head and say vaguely, "That's different!"

"What's the difference?" Han Feixuan frowned slightly, watching her lower her head nervously, not even daring to look at herself. The timidity, caution, and shyness seemed to have returned to a few years ago.

He took a step forward, and his exposed body got closer to Mu Shiyue, and Mu Shiyue backed away nervously.

She retreated, he walked, step by step, forcing Mu Shiyue to the wall.

Han Feixuan propped his arms on the wall naturally, looked at her with burning eyes, smiled slightly, and raised the corners of his charming lips, revealing his white and neat teeth. He watched her carefully, looking up and down. Then, suddenly said, "You're pretty, and you've lost weight!"

When talking about 'thin', Mu Shiyue noticed the wrinkled word Chuan between his brows.

"Huh?" She was completely at a loss.

He smiled, did not speak, and answered her that he was slowly unbuttoning her coat.

Mu Shiyue took a tight breath, and quickly knocked off his hand, "Don't make trouble!"

"I'm just checking, what's the matter?" His voice was crisp and his appearance was extremely aggrieved.

She was puzzled and dazed, "Check what?"

"Didn't it mean that once a woman loses weight, the breasts are the first thing to lose weight? Let me verify..." He continued to unbutton her coat.

It was obviously a provocative gesture, but he spoke it very innocently, and his tone was very serious.

But Mu Shiyue was so embarrassed that she pushed him away in a hurry, clutching her coat tightly with both hands, and said with a sullen face, "Why are you still so indecisive? You made trouble when we first met, and you make me angry again." !"

Han Feiyu was still standing beside her, propping his arms against the wall, imprisoning her between his chest and the wall, and the magnetic voice sounded again, "I'm not making trouble, I just miss you so much, I can't even think about it..."

Because she had just taken a bath, there were still drops of wet water on her body, and the fragrance of shower gel wafted on the tip of Mu Shiyue's nose. She lowered her eyes helplessly, and saw his strong and strong body, eating fruit. Mu Shiyue was quite embarrassed when the fruit was exposed in front of her eyes. She raised her head and met his seductive eyes again.

Taking a deep breath, she said, "It's better to take off your clothes! Don't catch a cold."

"What? You started to feel sorry for me so soon?" He smirked, showing his neat and white teeth, "How about... let me kiss..."

As he spoke, his charming red lips fell towards Mu Shiyue's face.

She dodged in panic, but fortunately she passed directly under his long arms.

"It's too old to make trouble!" she said.

Han Feiyu turned around and looked at her with a sinister face, "I didn't fight with you, I really wanted to kiss you..."

Then he stretched out his long arms again, grabbed Mu Shiyue into his arms again, held her tightly, and rubbed his chin on top of her head, "You know what? It's been four years, four years, I'm counting the days every day , looking forward to seeing you sooner, finally seeing you, I really want to... swallow you in one bite!"

As soon as the words fell, Mu Shiyue was unprepared, Han Feiyu smiled wildly, suddenly grabbed Mu Shiyue's arm, and easily carried her on his shoulders, walking towards the big bed.

Mu Shiyue was frightened by his movements and screamed, "Ah..."

It's surprisingly loud.

He threw her onto the bed, and saw her thrown into a mess, her neat long hair fell messily on her cheeks at this moment, she looked extraordinarily charming.

Han Feiyu curled his lips into a smile, and put his index finger on the coquettish lips, "Shh! Keep your voice down, save your voice, I'll start later, you're the one to call me!"