Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

Qi Jingan thought that he might be really drunk.

Otherwise, why would Ling Yue'er in front of her suddenly act uncharacteristically and take the initiative to let him in?

He rubbed his temples, put his hands down, Ling Yue'er was still in front of him.

Not a hallucination.

"Is it going to come in?" Ling Yue'er lost her patience and frowned.

The moment she blurted out the words, she actually felt a little regretful.

Thinking about it carefully, I always seem to be regretting it recently.

In fact, it's not that Ling Yue'er has never thought about it. It is very likely that Hua Yuanqing deliberately arranged so many things that happened at the wedding banquet, just to anger her and create opportunities for Qi Jingan.

She obviously didn't drink, she knew clearly, but she just couldn't control her emotions.

Hearing those people belittling her in the toilet, Ling Yue'er got angry and could bear it.

But when she heard what they said about Qi Jingan, the anger in her heart suddenly went to her head.

But why be angry?
Qi Jingan being ridiculed and looked down upon, isn't that what she wants to see?

Seeing that Qi Jingan didn't respond, she exerted some force with her palm, trying to use the steps to close the door.

But he didn't expect Qi Jingan to suddenly come back to his senses, step forward with his long legs, and put them against the crack of the door.

"I'm in."

He got very close, almost hugging her.

Ling Yue'er took two steps back to open the distance, took her pajamas and went into the bathroom.

Just as the door was closed, she scratched her head with ferocious hands, scratching her finished hairstyle into a chicken coop.

What the hell am I doing...

How did things turn out like this?
Qi Jingan is drunk, and I'm not drunk, why did I let him in so obsessively?
Let him out now?

There was a sudden knock on the bathroom door, which made Ling Yue'er jump in fright.

"Do you want to wash together?" Qi Jingan asked at the door.

"No, I'll finish washing right away, and you can wash it later." Ling Yue'er said subconsciously, and realized something was wrong when she blurted out.

Aren't you going to let him out?

It was just a good opportunity.

But...it was Qi Jingan who was begging her, he could do whatever she wanted him to do, why was she afraid?
Thinking of the disdainful eyes of Lu Teng and those old classmates, Ling Yueer felt more and more depressed.

She gritted her teeth, no longer hesitated, rushed out of the shower, and signaled Qi Jingan to go in with her eyes.

The door creaked shut.

Ling Yue'er went out and poured a glass of red wine. When she came back, she turned off the lights and drew the curtains. There was only one night light in the room, which was hazy.

She could hear her own steady heartbeat, and she could also hear her swallowing saliva.

She didn't know when her clenched palms were slightly sweating, she opened her fingers and swallowed a mouthful of sour red wine.

Gudong.

Cold fluid slides down the esophagus.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

There was another squeak, Qi Jingan came out with steam, and a scent of shower gel wafted over.

It's her shower gel.

Ling Yue'er sat on the bed and looked at him. The last time he tied her up, he didn't make it this far.

As they got closer, Ling Yue'er smelled the smell of mint toothpaste in the shower gel, which barely covered the smell of tobacco and alcohol.

The faint light of the night light hit his undulating chest, and the muscle texture became more and more clear and sexy, very seductive.

He sat on the edge of the bed, propped his hands on the head of the bed, just when Ling Yue'er thought he was going to kiss her, he suddenly asked in a low hoarse voice: "Can I kiss you?"

I have grown up and know that I have to ask first.

Ling Yue'er hooked the corners of her lips: "Impossible."

Qi Jingan stopped approaching, and asked again after a while: "Then can I hug you?"

"No." Ling Yueer replied bluntly.

He withdrew his hand.

She looked at Ling Yueer silently.

Until she stretched out her hand, caressed his brows and eyes with her fingertips playfully, pulled his face, and finally stayed on her lips.

Stretch it in along the gap little by little, as if imitating some kind of movement, and touch the tip of Qi Jingan's tongue.

The warm and moist touch wrapped around the fingertips, making Ling Yue'er's heart beat gradually faster.

She jerked her hand back.

Qi Jingan suddenly chuckled: "What, regret it?"

Ling Yue'er wants to say that since I met you, I have regretted many things.

Not bad for such a thing.

But in the end, he just waved his hand and said with a look of disgust: "Bring a tissue and dry it."

Qi Jingan leaned over and took out two pieces of paper, and repeatedly wiped Ling Yueer's fingertips until she was satisfied before letting go.

When he came back, he stepped directly onto the bed, knelt between Ling Yue'er's legs, and stretched his hands into the hem of his clothes.

Ling Yueer didn't stop it.

Her mind was very messed up, and her thoughts split into two villains, one was full of pornographic movies playing on a loop, and the other symbolized rationality, constantly condemning the other party, that Qi Jingan shouldn't be provoked.

But it's okay, right?

She took Qi Jingan in, she should have thought that such a day would come.

Just treat him as an adult toy, just want to sleep with him.

In front of him, she doesn't have to worry about revealing any weakness.

He gave her all the power to dominate.

So what else is there to worry about?She can pull away and leave at any time, at best, she will feel a little guilty about being irresponsible after sleeping.

When his broad shoulders pressed down, Ling Yueer subconsciously refused, "You did it voluntarily, we are all adults, and I don't need to be responsible for the decisions you make, you understand?"

The hand between the waist and abdomen gradually moved down, and Qi Jingan kissed her neck.

"I understand, this is what I want to do willingly. Without your permission, I will not touch you." He said with a low smile, like a curse in the dark night, tempting people with unsteady minds to be deceived.

With her eyes closed, Ling Yue'er could feel him kissing every inch of her skin, kneeling between her legs and kissing all the way down.

White light exploded in Ling Yue'er's mind, and she lost all reason in an instant.

With one arm over her eyes, she panted softly, unable to recover for a long time.

When the desire comes up, she will occasionally solve it by herself, but it feels very exciting to change someone else.

Because it's Qi Jingan?Or just any man...

At this moment, a stabbing pain came from the collarbone——

"Who told you to leave a hickey!"

Ling Yueer suddenly woke up.

Thinking of her appointment to meet Byron's parents tomorrow, she hurriedly sat up, and saw a not-so-deep mark on her chest from below the collarbone, which was faint but had a strong sense of presence.

In this position, the neckline can be seen a little lower.

Can the liquid foundation cover it?
What if it is discovered?
Before she had time to think about it, she raised her hand in anger and slapped Qi Jingan hard.

"Get out!"

With numbness in her palms, Ling Yueer realized how much force she was using.

Is this going too far?
As soon as such a thought flashed through my mind, it was immediately suppressed.

Isn't that just right?

Wasn't she keeping him by her side just to force Qi Jingan away?

Just because of leaving a hickey, and being slapped for no reason, no man should be able to bear it.

Qi Jingan couldn't recover from that slap for a long time.

His cheeks were tingling one after another, he straightened his waist, took a deep look at Ling Yue'er, stood up silently, and wiped away a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Why, you're angry, can't take it anymore?" Ling Yue'er narrowed her eyes, confident, "If you can't take it, just pack up and leave, I won't force you to stay."

This was the first time Ling Yue'er hit him.

And hit so hard.

The reaction was so strong because he left a hickey on her body. Could it be possible that Byron would find out and be angry?

Or just to annoy him.

Is this considered to turn your face and deny anyone after you have a good time?

Qi Jingan suddenly laughed: "Just now I was in a daze and couldn't control it. I won't do it next time."

"Good night, go to bed early."

He closed the door as if nothing had happened, as if he didn't care about the sudden slap just now, leaving Ling Yue'er alone to doubt life.

I can't wait to catch up and grab him by the collar and ask him, "Can you just leave and stop torturing me and seducing me!"

It's a pity that Qi Jingan couldn't hear Ling Yueer's voice.

Of course, even if she heard it, she wouldn't do what she wanted.

……

Ling Yueer woke up at ten o'clock and received a call.

Byron said that he came too hastily last time and set off early this time, but he did not expect to arrive much earlier than expected.

Although this is a bit abrupt, Byron has been thinking of the figure that looks like Qi Jingan from time to time recently, and he can't feel at ease.

In the end, he decided to visit Ling Yueer's residence on the grounds of arriving early.

Ling Yue'er's mind instantly cleared up: "Where have you been?"

"There is another intersection, about 5 minutes away." Byron said.

"Ah, but I haven't woken up yet, and I haven't put on makeup..." Ling Yueer jumped out of bed and ran to Qi Jingan's second bedroom.

"It's okay, you slow down, I'll wait for you."

"Okay, but I originally wanted to maintain a beautiful and perfect image in front of you."

Byron chuckled, "In my heart, you're perfect without makeup. Don't be burdened by it, I don't mind it."

After the call was over, Ling Yue'er knocked on the door of Qi Jing'an's room twice.

They were quite late last night, so I don't know if Qi Jingan has woken up now.

After two seconds, the door was opened.

"What's wrong?" Qi Jingan casually put on a shirt and came out.

Ling Yue'er spoke quickly: "From now on, you stay quietly in the room, lock the door, and don't open the door even if someone knocks."

Qi Jingan rubbed his eyes, "Is someone coming to the house? Byron?"

"It's him, but it has nothing to do with you. Don't think about being found out by him on purpose. If you cause me to be dumped by Brother Bailun, you can wait to pick the coffin!" She repeatedly urged.

The words are quite cruel...

Qi Jingan was dumbfounded, and responded one by one: "Okay, but I just remembered that I have clothes hanging on the balcony..."

"Shouldn't you say it sooner?" Ling Yue'er turned around and ran, shouting as she ran, "Hurry up and lock the door!"

She ran up to the balcony on the third floor, put away Qi Jingan's clothes and stuffed them into the grocery box beside her, regardless of whether it was clean or dusty.

At worst, throw it in the washing machine and wash it again later.

After finishing all this work, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead, and she heard the roar of the car engine in her ears.

It was Byron at the door.

Asking the security at the door to let Byron in, Ling Yueer went back to the first floor, and only had time to wash off her sweat with clean water on the way.

Byron saw Ling Yueer blushing, and thought she was shy: "Sorry, I came too early, did I disturb your rest?"

You know it too.

Ling Yue'er complained secretly in her heart, and said with a shy face: "I was too nervous yesterday. I thought about going to see your parents. I chose clothes and makeup for a long time, and I didn't fall asleep until three o'clock."

Byron laughed: "My parents are easy to get along with, just treat them as Grandma Bernard, you don't need to be too restrained, I believe they will also like the real you."

If the real me is exposed, your dad will just throw me out.

Ling Yueer showed a bright smile, and asked Byron to wait on the sofa in the living room, "I'm going to change clothes, put on light makeup, and be right back soon!"

The aunt brought tea and snacks and put them on the table. Byron thanked him and scanned the room for a week.

There was no sign of any suspicious man.

"Auntie, you should have been with Miaomiao for a long time, right?" He said casually.

The aunt smiled and said: "No, I just came here not long ago, and the previous aunt introduced me because she claimed to leave her job due to family affairs."

"I see." Byron picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Does Miaomiao usually invite friends to visit her home?"

The aunt said without hesitation: "You are still the first."

When Ling Yueer went downstairs, she heard the conversation between Byron and her aunt, and was worrying about how to dispel his suspicions, when she suddenly heard the creaking sound of the door opening and closing upstairs.

Byron raised his head upon hearing the sound, raising his eyebrows suspiciously.

Ling Yueer looked calm, and the sound of opening and closing the door didn't mean anything, maybe the open door was blown by the wind, it's normal.

As long as Qi Jingan doesn't show up.

"Miaomiao, it's still early, can you show me your room? I want to know where you study, exercise and rest." Byron stood up and said with a faint smile.

Ling Yue'er's smile froze on her face: "...of course."

As expected, Qi Jingan shouldn't be taken in.

If things go on like this, maybe she should consider how to explain to Bai Lun the reason why Qi Jingan appeared here.

If he is still willing to listen to her explanation.

Trembling with fear, she took Byron to look around the first floor. The well-equipped gym equipment, the home audio-visual room that matched the expensive price, and the swimming pool in the backyard all made Byron extremely envious.

Ever since Ling Yueer appeared on the stage, she has never concealed her worth.

But when he really saw it, when he entered the villa, Byron realized that she was really very rich, not an ordinary rich family.

Rich and good-looking, cheerful and considerate, and both parents died.

There is no doubt that this is a dream wife for any man.

The only thing to worry about is whether Ling Yue'er likes him.

But fortunately, Byron thinks that his family background is not bad, and when they are happy with each other, there will be almost no family obstacles between them.

After dawdling around the first floor, Ling Yueer bit her head and led Byron up to the second floor.

The bedroom and the study are side by side, and Byron glanced outside the bedroom door: "Sure enough, it's as I imagined, with very cute decorations."

"I like to collect dolls." Ling Yueer opened the study room with a smile, "Actually, I don't spend much time at home. You know, I often have to stay up late for graduate projects, and I only have a little free time after I graduated recently."

Byron nodded, recalling the past: "Indeed."

In order to prevent him from mentioning the room on the other side, Ling Yueer deliberately guided: "Would you like to go to the rooftop to have a look, the scenery there is very nice, but the sun is too hot now."

"Okay."

The two quickly walked up the marble steps to the rooftop, which was filled with colorful flowers and green plants, making the scenery in the distance more beautiful.

"These are Auntie's personal hobbies, and she will take care of these plants when she is free." Ling Yueer introduced.

Byron admired and took out his mobile phone: "Can I take some pictures for my mother to see? She also likes to grow these plants."

"Okay." Ling Yueer felt relieved, but as soon as she turned around, she saw that the clothes in the grocery box were taken out by someone at some time and put in the laundry basket.

On the top, there is a pair of black boxer men's underwear!
Ling Yue'er suffocated: "..." Now I have a habit of wearing men's underwear, is there still time?