Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

Ling Yue'er said annoyedly: "I'm Su Miaomiao! How many times do you want me to remind you!"

"Sorry, I can't change it for a while." Qi Jingan apologized, accommodating Ling Yueer's acting.

The reward offered on the dark web three years ago has been cancelled. In fact, Ling Yueer no longer needs to hide her life like this.

She didn't want to reveal her true identity in front of the public, Qi Jingan was not incomprehensible.

Even he was willing to follow her thoughts and act with her, but sometimes he didn't realize that he was reading Yue'er due to inertia.

He paused, and sincerely apologized again: "I'm sorry, Miao Miao, don't be angry, I will definitely not call you wrong again in the future."

【Qi Jing'an is really a person who people love and hate, among other things, Miao Miao is overreacting. 】

[Wan Wanleiqing's drama no woman would want to happen to her, right? It's understandable that Miao Miao hates it so much, okay? 】

[Sorry, I might be a little tacky.I think that if you don't want to show affection, the uncle is actually a suitable candidate for marriage.He is rich and handsome, and has a really good personality, very attractive to Miaomiao. 】

[I'm sorry this is a love drama, there is no need to substitute reality in the love drama, I just want to see sweet love! 】

Ling Yue'er fixed his eyes on him, and looked away coldly: "I just hope that you don't pester me anymore. Although your deep affection is indeed touching, to people who have nothing to do with it, it will only It bothers me."

Qi Jingan lowered his eyes, "But I still love you."

"The person you love is not me……"

Ling Yue'er raised her eyebrows, before she finished speaking, Qi Jingan suddenly leaned into her ear and whispered softly: "Yue'er, I thought I made it very clear yesterday."

"I didn't take your sample for DNA testing, but I don't think it's necessary. Whether you are Ling Yue'er or Su Miaomiao, you and I know very well, don't we?"

Ling Yueer was speechless.

Back then at Chen Xuan's engagement banquet, it was reasonable for Qi Jingan to recognize her.

But why has it been three years, not only her makeup, clothing style, but also her figure have changed greatly due to her weight gain, and Qi Jingan can recognize her with such certainty.

Since the trick of not admitting it was useless, Ling Yue'er could only admit her identity.

She stood up abruptly, left the monitoring area of ​​the fixed-point live broadcast equipment, and walked outside the gate.

The sun was shining outside the corridor, Ling Yue'er raised her hand to cover her eyes, and squinted at Qi Jing'an.

The restlessness was barely suppressed, and she tried to reason with him calmly.

"Qi Jing'an, what difference does it make to you if I am Ling Yue'er? Even if I am Ling Yue'er, I don't have any feelings for you anymore. I think I didn't owe you anything before, you hurt me I don’t care about those anymore.”

"Isn't it good to just write off the past?"

Qi Jingan stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, pulling her back into his arms.

"Not good." He hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body, without leaving any gaps.

"Of course not. I don't want to write it off, and I don't believe it. You really don't have any feelings for me."

His heart was bleeding: "Do you really have the heart to just leave me like this?"

Ling Yueer laughed out of her anger.

Didn't he leave her so cruelly back then and want to divorce her?

After only two months of divorce, she married Xu Hui in a glorious manner. Up to now, the whole process of the wedding ceremony can be found on the Internet.

During the holidays and festivals, the two will show off their affection in front of the stage, just like when she was there, it's just a different person.

They are so loving, they must have hugged each other a lot at night.

Ling Yue'er looked at him indifferently, only feeling that the familiar smell that came to her nostrils made her a little nauseous at this moment.

She pushed him away with all her strength.

"There is nothing to lose. You are a person, not a pet." Ling Yue'er said in a cold tone, "Without me, I believe you will be better off."

Qi Jing'an felt Ling Yue'er's physical reaction of disgust and resistance.

He was no stranger to this reaction. From yesterday afternoon to this noon when taking photos, she paid extra attention to his physical contact.

He just took it as she was still mad at him.

"But the reality is, without you, my life would be worse than death." He said with a wry smile.

Ling Yue'er raised the corners of her lips, but there was no emotion in her heart.

She herself was a little surprised that she could be so heartless.

It turned out that her love was nothing more than that.

However, they have only been separated for three years, and the love that makes people want to live is so fragile that it cannot withstand the erosion of time.

She raised her hand to tuck the hair scattered in front of her eyebrows behind her ears, and raised her jaw arrogantly, revealing a subtle emotion of gloating.

"Oh? You live a life that is worse than death, what does it have to do with me?"

"Don't say that you are living well now, even if you are really dead, it has nothing to do with me."

"I regret it when I lose it, and you think you can get me back now? Who do you think you are? When you want me to leave, I have to leave obediently. If you want me to come back to you, I have to be happy into your arms."

"Qi Jing'an, feelings are not about playing games. In reality, everyone has their own lives to live, and no one will always wait for you, waiting for you to regret. Can you understand? I don't love you anymore, you do it again No matter how hard I try, it will only bore me."

Qi Jingan seemed to be strangled by someone, unable to breathe.

He didn't want to hear it, but Ling Yue'er didn't seem to notice his pain, and words that became more and more cruel entered his mind.

Qi Jingan clutched his chest tightly, it was so painful, so painful, even the joy of finally finding his beloved turned into a sharp knife and pierced into his heart.

"You are just angry and want to punish me, right?"

He said at a loss, looking at Ling Yueer longingly and beggingly.

At this moment, he was like a poor child, all his self-confidence and strategizing were defeated, and his eyes were full of bewilderment.

However, Ling Yue'er would not pity him because of this.

She is unfeeling and cold, and her speech is extremely clear.

"Why should I punish you?"

"I neither love you nor hate you. To me, you are just a stranger who once had a past. Seeing you will only remind me of the past that I don't want to recall."

"Why must I speak so clearly?"

She sighed, she didn't want to see Qi Jingan's painful face anymore, she turned around and continued walking.

A gust of wind blew from behind, stirring Ling Yue'er's hair.

She turned around in astonishment, Qi Jingan clasped her waist with one hand, pressed her hard against the wall, stared at Ling Yueer's lips with scarlet eyes, and kissed her fiercely like this.

He sealed her lips domineeringly. It was different from yesterday's touch and leave. The wet and hot kiss was fierce and passionate. The other palm tightly held the back of her head, and even her legs were clamped by him, so she couldn't move at all.

"Qi Jingan... let me go!" Ling Yue'er could barely breathe.

His hot palm clasped her waist, stretched in from the corner of the clothes, and touched her sensitive waist skin.

The trembling feeling went straight to Tianling Gai, Ling Yue'er gritted her teeth fiercely, and bit the tip of Qi Jingan's tongue.

The smell of rust spread in his mouth, Qi Jingan did not retreat but advanced, and the offensive became more ferocious.

It seems that the fusion of blood and pain can offset those longings and loves that are sleepless day and night.

However, only Qi Jingan was immersed in this kind of kiss full of love.

"Let go of me, do you want me to hate you!" Ling Yue'er asked sharply in disbelief, pulled out her hand and slapped Qi Jing'an hard on the face.

In the empty room, the applause was clear and loud.

She didn't understand why Qi Jingan still insisted on such a thing.

It was him who was obviously going to leave, but now that she let go, it was him who was angry again.

Could it be that he thought she would only have him as a man in her life after she got divorced?
Men's territorial possessiveness is really ridiculous.

"If hate can keep you by my side, I'd rather let you hate me!" Qi Jingan's voice was hoarse.

There was a stabbing pain on his face, the slap caught him off guard, but it also woke him up.

Gently wiping the blood on the corners of Ling Yue'er's lips with her fingertips, Qi Jingan's slightly sweaty palms pressed onto Ling Yue'er's cheeks, fondling them reluctantly.

Ling Yue'er looked at strangers like eyes, which completely scared him!

It shouldn't be like this.

Punishing him for three years wasn't enough. He kept saying he loved him, but he just patted his ass and left his world so easily, and he refused to say goodbye until he was so chic.

How can there be such a cruel woman!
Ling Yue'er lowered her eyes, thinking carefully about the true meaning of his words.

She still has a task ahead of her, and she doesn't want to spend too much energy on Qi Jingan, and she doesn't want to really anger him, which will cause a series of subsequent troubles.

But if she wants to make compromises to Qi Jingan for this, that is not the result she wants.

"Qi Jingan, you're stunned." She raised her eyelids, turned her head slightly, and avoided Qi Jingan's hand, "You should know that forcing me to hate you will only make things worse."

"Then what do you think I should do?" He was still lucky, hoping that Ling Yue'er would change his mind.

Ling Yue'er clicked her tongue, "Whatever you do, I don't care about you. But I warn you, don't interfere with my freedom, and don't try to attack Byron."

"It drove me into a hurry, and it would not be difficult for me to die again."

Her expression was serious, and there was no trace of love for him in her eyes.

It was such indifference and alienation that Qi Jingan really felt that the girl who was full of him in the past was indeed gone.

She is right.

The person in front of him, no matter whether he admits Ling Yueer's identity or not, is no longer the Ling Yueer in his memory.

Still killed by his own hands.

What stays here is only Su Miaomiao with her empty body and memories.

In the early years, Qi Jingan discovered that people's ability to bear is so strong when his heart was so painful that he became numb.Even if it is painful, you can still continue to live well.

But now, he has found his beloved, but it seems that he might as well not have found it.

He blinked his wet eyes and smiled dejectedly.

"If I say now, I got divorced because..."

Ling Yue'er interrupted him without hesitation: "You don't need to say any more, I don't want to hear about your lateness."

No matter what the reason was for Qi Jingan to choose to leave her, to Ling Yueer now, it is already an irrelevant past.

I can't go back to the past, and listening to it will only add to the sadness.

Hearing Ling Yueer's decisive words, Qi Jingan's face turned pale instantly, and his parted lips trembled inaudibly.

He kept the secret from her for so long, made painful decisions alone in the ward, and escaped from death several times in the hospital, only because he still had a hope in his heart, he was able to see her until now.

But she didn't want to hear it.

She literally put him down.

"Are you really not curious at all?" He clenched his fists in pain and asked unwillingly, "I was in the hospital at the time, and I actually..."

Ling Yue'er growled at him irritably: "If you really want to say it, I can't stop you. But can you change the time?"

There was a hint of boredom in her eyes, and she looked at the time impatiently.

It's time for the program group to announce the location of the photos, and if it's later, it will be a small game in the afternoon.

She was stopped in the side hall, but no staff came to bother her. Ling Yueer, even a fool, found that there was something wrong with the program crew, so she always favored Qi Jingan, so she was not sure what disgusting tricks would be used next.

"Now let's go to the assembly first, you should have found my mobile phone number, you can send me a text message at night, I will take a closer look." She said, trying hard to break Qi Jingan's wrist and arm to no avail, instead attacking the soft one abdomen.

Originally, she also learned a lot of self-defense skills, but now she no longer hides her clumsiness and fights against Qi Jingan.

Qi Jing'an never imagined that Ling Yue'er's thin and small body could burst out with such tyrannical strength in an instant, and when she was hit on the side by a palm, her stomach would convulse and convulse.

"Oh!" He snorted, but remained motionless, using his body as a cage to imprison Ling Yue'er in the gap between the person and the wall.

Ling Yue'er raised her eyebrows, a little surprised that Qi Jingan was so tolerant.

She strikes with measure, and when she hits the pain point, ordinary people should subconsciously let her go.

There is only one chance, Qi Jingan quickly grabbed her wrist and raised it high, completely imprisoning her.

Seeing his red eyes, Ling Yueer frowned: "What do you want?"

"Guess?" Qi Jing'an's voice became deeper and deeper, and the resonance of her chest reached Ling Yue'er's chest. She leaned back as hard as she could, trying to distance herself, her spine pressed against the wall.

His legs suddenly squeezed between Ling Yue'er's legs, full of hints.

Ling Yue'er panicked: "What do you want to do? You can't do this!"

"Why not? There are only the two of us here, and no one will break in." He lowered his eyes, and lightly sniffed the scent on Ling Yue'er's neck.

His waist was hot, and his hand stretched in again. The summer clothes were light and thin, and his big palm slid into the depth without any hindrance.

"Don't!" Ling Yue'er was so frightened that her heart beat fast.

The hand rested viciously on her lower abdomen, and Ling Yue'er desperately shook her head: "Qi Jing'an, you can't do this to me!"

She hadn't expected him to oppress her like this.

Maybe it was the kindness he pretended when we first met, which made her take it lightly, thinking that the matter could be resolved by clarifying it.

She was very thoughtful at work, but whenever she met Qi Jingan, she always underestimated his danger like this.

"We have nothing to do with each other anymore. You can't be so selfish, just thinking about your own comfort and harassing me." She was terrified, her hands that were callused from exercise moved slowly, lingering in her lower abdomen with faint pain.

Whether it's going up or down, it's her private parts that she doesn't want to be touched.

"Didn't you like me treating you like this before? Before the divorce, you still pestered me."

His voice seemed to be tinged with lust, hoarse and sexy, and his desire to take her as his own increased, and the unfounded imaginary enemy made him jealous to the point where he almost lost his mind.

"Have you been with other men in recent years?" Qi Jingan suddenly smiled and asked in a low voice.