Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

"No, he fell down when I saw him..."

"Heh, you didn't push it, why did you save it?" The aunt put her hips on her hips, pointed at Ling Yue'er's nose and scolded, "You want to go to the hospital with me, and I'll tell you, if something happens to my young master, I will never end with you." !"

Fang Yunchen was a big kid, even though he was wet and embarrassed, he put on a very high airs.

He tilted his head arrogantly, and pointed impatiently at Shao Wenkang who was still watching the fun on the bridge: "Aunt Lin, he was the one who threw me down, go and catch him!"

The aunt immediately fell silent, and rushed towards Shao Wenkang in the next second, shouting: "Arrest, that dead alcoholic with a wine bottle in his hand, dare to throw my young master into the river, I want You look good!"

Shao Wenkang was dizzy, and within two steps of running out, he was grabbed by her and kicked and punched.

The aunt knew that Fang Yunchen was thrown off the bridge because she didn't take good care of her. If she didn't do more at this moment, she would be blamed when she returned home.

Anxious in her heart, she became even stronger. She beat Shao Wenkang so loudly that he almost begged her to send him back to the police station.

under the bridge.

"I apologize to you for Aunt Lin's misunderstanding just now. She has such a startled character, and she is not really trying to find fault with you."

Fang Yunchen said, seeing that Ling Yueer still didn't let go, he tugged at his wrist: "Don't think that you are an adult, you can take advantage of children at will."

He was serious, and said in a childish voice: "A man and a woman can't kiss each other, understand?"

Ling Yueer blinked, not paying attention to Aunt Lin's misunderstanding at all.

Although she only realized now that this was a boy, Ling Yue'er couldn't help but want to get close to that pretty little face.

I thought he was so cute.

Especially that chubby little face.

When you pinch it, it must feel very Q-bomb.

Thinking in my heart, my hands moved accordingly.

She hugged Fang Yunchen, pinching his little face foolishly: "If my baby is as old as you, he must be as cute as you."

Fang Yunchen frowned so much that he wanted to build a tall building on the ground.

At this moment, he could also see that Ling Yue'er had mental problems, so he sighed helplessly and stared at Qi Jingan.

"Uncle, this sister is your wife? Can you take care of her?"

Unexplainably, Qi Jingan became an uncle: "..."

There is nothing wrong with this seniority in detail.

But why do you call him the uncle and Yue'er the elder sister?
He wrung out the rag doll and deliberately held it in his arms: "Since Yue'er likes children, the baby will be mine. The baby is so miserable. It was thrown into the river by the mother. If the father didn't remember you, you would be washed away by the water." La."

Ling Yue'er looked at the doll, then at Fang Yunchen.

She wanted both of them, holding Fang Yunchen with one hand, and stretching one hand into Qi Jingan's arms.

Fang Yunchen tilted his body and almost fell off.

Qi Jingan raised the baby up: "If you want to hold him, you can't hold the baby anymore."

Ling Yue'er immediately put Yun Chen down, clasped her fingers and said expectantly: "Then I still want a baby."

Only then did Qi Jingan return the doll to Ling Yue'er.

Standing aside, Gu Junrou's face became more and more serious, and he sighed again and again.

Ling Yue'er is no different from a fool now, and she goes crazy from time to time.

Qi Jingan didn't avoid suspicion at all, and even took her to the group to shame her.

In a few hours, word spread throughout the upper classes.

Those wives who love to gossip will not make irresponsible remarks in person, but in private, the Qi family has been treated as a joke after dinner.

This also made her less and less patient with Ling Yue'er.

For the current plan, we can only pin our hopes on the old Chinese medicine practitioners.

She raised her hand to look at her watch, and it was almost the appointed time, but these two worry-free children even jumped into the river to save people, getting completely drenched.

If you go to someone's house like this, your face will be lost.

"I've asked my assistant to bring over clean clothes, you guys hurry up and change them." She urged.

At this time, Aunt Lin turned Shao Wenkang back to the police station, feeling like she had forgotten something.

She slapped her forehead suddenly, and found that she had pulled Fang Yunchen down again.

Hurrying to the bottom of the bridge, he apologized with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, thank you for helping to look after my young master, I misunderstood you just now."

"I'm going to take the young master home to change my clothes now. Please leave me a phone number. I'll talk to the old man to express my thanks when I go back."

"No need."

Qi Jingan took Ling Yue'er to change clothes.

The assistant opened an hourly room on the shore, and the clothes were already on the bed.

Just as Qi Jingan closed the door, he turned his head and found that Ling Yueer was fiddling with clean clothes in his hands.

"Take a bath first." He pushed her into the bathroom.

Although the river water is clear, there is also a lot of silt in it.

Ling Yue'er's skin is sensitive, if she doesn't wash it well, she is prone to allergies, redness and swelling.

"Oh."

The warm water was pouring on her cold skin, and she remained motionless, not knowing what to do.

Just sticking to his arms, feeling the rise and fall of his chest.

There was an indescribable warmth and happiness welling up, which made Ling Yue'er unconsciously open her mouth and giggle.

She frowned and looked up at Qi Jing'an steadily.

"Does it look good?"

Qi Jingan was already used to her smirking from time to time, the water wet her long hair, the shampoo slowly worked out foam, and then massaged the roots of her hair again.

Ling Yue'er's voice was crisp and clear: "It's pretty."

Qi Jingan's heart moved: "Then, do you like me?"

"Of course I like you." Ling Yue'er said without hesitation, she opened her hands and hugged Qi Jingan's lean and strong waist tightly.

"Like me more, or the person you had a crush on before?"

Ling Yue'er tilted her head, and answered irrelevantly, "I really like you so much, I like you a lot, every day I wake up, I like a little more than the day before."

"But I'm a little scared. If I like it so much, my heart always seems to be full. Will it suddenly explode one day?"

Qi Jingan's eyes turned red instantly.

When Ling Yueer was sober, she rarely expressed her feelings in such an exaggerated and straightforward manner.

He knew that she liked him too, but when he really heard it, he still couldn't help being happy.

Sadly, such a confession cannot come from the sober Yue'er.

"I like you too, I really like you, I love you so much." Qi Jingan groped Ling Yue'er's lips with his fingertips, and murmured, "I miss you too."

"You are so cruel, you don't consider my feelings at all, and you close yourself up by yourself."

"How long will you have to wait before you want to come back?"

Ling Yueer tilted her head with pure eyes: "Are you talking to me? Why can't I understand what you're saying?"

He shook his head, leaned over with a smile, and pressed his lips.

First a comforting kiss, and then a very strong hug.

Tenderness and pain are intertwined, making the pleasure more vivid.

The skin-to-skin contact, the hot breath, and the friction of the soft lips sparked sparks, making the emotions indulgent and intense.

Ling Yueer was suddenly a little scared.

In order to avoid scaring her, Qi Jingan's movements were always gentle.

But for some reason in the past few days, that fierce force came out of her chest, oppressing her, making her feel flustered involuntarily.

She backed up, her feet slipped, Qi Jingan took advantage of the opportunity to wrap her arms around her waist, and pressed her against the wall.

The cold wall touched his back, and a thin layer of goosebumps appeared on his spine instantly.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Jingan squeezed her hot hands on her waist, and stared at her with aggressive eyes for a moment.

Ling Yue'er said tremblingly, "Jing An, I feel a little uncomfortable..."

There was a bit of crying in her voice, and some tears welled up in her eyes at some point, she looked pitiful and cute.

Like a tamed little rabbit, completely without the vigor of baring its teeth and claws.

Qi Jingan's breathing became heavy in an instant, he let go of his palm, and stroked the back of her neck a few times.

The voice dominated by lust was low and viciously clung to Ling Yue'er's ear.

"Tell me, where is it uncomfortable?"

His fingertips ran down the back of his neck.

"Speak out, and my husband can help you feel comfortable."

Ling Yue'er only felt a numbness in her spine, and a softness in her legs, and she almost couldn't stand up, all relying on Qi Jingan's support.

"I... don't know..." She was at a loss, panting in a low voice.

Because of mental confusion, her memory was good and bad, her mind was a mess, and she couldn't think seriously at all.

But for Qi Jingan, it seems that there is an instinctive desire to get close.

Even if the two of them just hug each other without doing anything, just touching each other skin to skin, it will bring her an unspeakable sense of peace and pleasure.

This feeling can free her from boundless despair, like a thin rope hanging from the bottom of a cliff, she has no choice but to hold on to it firmly.

Qi Jingan was not in a hurry.

"I don't know, it's just not uncomfortable enough."

Before Ling Yue'er could react, Qi Jingan's lips came up again and kissed deeply.

Tossing and absorbing between the lips and teeth, let the restraint and grief have a noisy outlet.

He hugged her hard, Ling Yue'er couldn't breathe, her hands were weakly clasped on his shoulders.

Hugging each other like this, she quickly felt the changes in his body, and there was a bit of doubt in her eyes.

Fear, and a little indescribable expectation.

"What about now?" He asked in a low voice, "Do you know what else is uncomfortable?"

Ling Yue'er couldn't think of anything in her chaotic mind.

After hesitating for a long time, I struggled and said: "It seems to be itchy in the back, and it hurts when your hands are pinching my waist. And the heart is also itchy."

She scratched her chest, wondering for help: "Why can't I scratch the itchy place, can you scratch it for me?"

Qi Jingan: "..."

Facing Ling Yueer's ignorant and clean eyes, the charming atmosphere suddenly dissipated.

He suddenly realized that what he was facing was no longer a shy adult woman, but a big child whose mind might not be three years old.

Those feelings just now were uncontrollable, but he was playing hooligans on the children.

The heat on Qi Jingan's body faded away.

He patted Ling Yue'er on the head helplessly: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Don't scratch there anymore, you have caught several marks, which won't disappear in a few days later."

"Put on clean clothes and come out, and I'll blow your hair for you."

He was ready to leave after speaking.

Ling Yue'er didn't understand why his face suddenly changed, the warm embrace loosened, and the cold air wrapped her body, making her at a loss.

"Why are you leaving? Did I do something wrong?"

She couldn't help but rushed forward and hugged Qi Jingan's waist.

Qi Jingan said calmly: "It's nothing, we have to see a doctor later, we can't delay here for too long."

He took out the towel and put it on Ling Yue'er's shoulder.

Ling Yue'er curled her lips.

Without even thinking about it, she lost her temper.

"I don't care, you're just angry."

"I'm angry too!"

"I want to hug and kiss, I don't want to go to the doctor, let's continue playing!"

She grabbed Qi Jingan's shoulders, and kicked her legs hard on Qi Jingan's waist.

When did Qi Jing'an see Ling Yue'er's anxious look, and he was a little dazed for a while, unable to recover.

Just like that, Ling Yue'er successfully hung herself around his waist, panting with a smile, "This posture is better."

Did she treat the flirting just now as a game?
The corners of Qi Jingan's mouth twitched, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and in this position, he wiped the water off Ling Yueer's body.

Ling Yueer frowned at him.

"Why don't you kiss me?" she asked uneasily.

Qi Jingan gently kissed the center of her eyebrows and the corners of her lips twice.

But this is obviously not what Ling Yueer wants.

The feeling of being flustered and colliding with the little deer just now seems to still remain in his mind, which makes people addicted.

She vaguely remembered that there was something more intoxicating than kissing and hugging.

what is it?

She broke Qi Jingan's face, making him look at her squarely.

"We really don't want to go on?"

Qi Jingan raised his eyebrows and laughed: "Do you know what you are asking?"

Like a woodpecker, Ling Yueer kissed Qi Jingan's face first, drooling.

Then he smiled silly and narrowed his eyes: "I know."

Qi Jingan jumped up heartily, stretched out his hand, and stroked her red and swollen lips, his eyes were dim.

Food color, sex too.

Even if Ling Yueer is crazy, she can still feel the desire and pleasure that her body instinctively desires.

What's more, now that she is free from the constraints of reason, she has become more reckless and bold.

Her long hair was disheveled over her shoulders, concealed and faintly visible.

There was a hint of charm in the pure and innocent eyes, which unconsciously seduced Qi Jingan, making his eyes darken.

She bit her lip, clumsily imitating the tricks Qi Jingan used against her, her soft little hands set fires everywhere, her mouth hushed around his earlobe, and she grinded it with her sharp little canine teeth.

Qi Jingan's breathing became disordered in an instant.

He couldn't control it anymore, he strode out of the bathroom with Ling Yue'er in his arms.

It's interesting to talk about Gao Mian.

He opened an hourly room just for changing clothes, but he chose a set of interesting hourly rooms.

Indoors, there is a large round water bed covered with bright red flower petals.

Ling Yue'er fell into the sea of ​​flowers, her skin was white and translucent, and she was extremely sexy.

Qi Jingan took a few deep breaths, grabbed Ling Yueer's restless hand, pinched her wrists with one hand and raised them above his head.

Ling Yue'er held her breath, and closed her eyes nervously and with a hint of expectation.

……

in the hall.

Gu Junrou watched the minute hand move little by little.

She got up anxiously and walked to the door of the room.

The hourly room gave two cards, one was in Gao Mian's hand, and he was hanging his head outside the door.

Gu Junrou hesitated to speak, wanted to ask Gao Mian to swipe the card to open the door, but was worried that if he went in without authorization, he would encounter some exciting scenes.

The phone call to Qi Jingan was not answered for a long time.

The appointed time is almost here, so hurry up and come out.

It's just a shower and a change of clothes, and I don't know how long the two of them will have to toss.

Can't wait so much, do you have to mess around now?
Impatient, she knocked on the door twice, but seeing no one answered, she swiped her card to enter.

With two beeps, the door opened.