Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

In the blink of an eye, she dodged to block Byron's shifting sight.

"Shouldn't it be time to go out?" She shook the watch on her wrist, "It's past eleven o'clock."

Byron did not doubt that he was there: "It's time to go, go there early to avoid traffic jams. Originally, I wanted to take you home for dinner, but my mother said it was the first time we met. To show their importance, they booked another Michelin three-star restaurant ,hope you will like it."

Ling Yue'er was slightly surprised: "Will this be too grand?"

Byron shook his head, took Ling Yueer's hand, leaned over and kissed her fingertips lightly.

They both still wear the engagement rings given by the program group.

"In fact, this also represents my heart for you. Although we haven't known each other for a long time, I feel like I have finally found my life partner when I met you. You propose."

Ling Yue'er blushed slightly, lowered her eyes, and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Under her deliberate guidance, Byron managed to ignore the men's underwear in the laundry basket. When Ling Yue'er finally got into the car, he finally relaxed a little.

This task is really full of pitfalls.

Next, I have to face Byron’s parents. The first goal of the reservation is to gain their favor, and the second is to induce them to bring up topics related to laboratory recruitment, so as to prepare for their own entry.

Pull yourself together.

When they arrived at the restaurant at exactly twelve o'clock, Byron's parents had already arrived early.

The first time I met Seinfeld in person, his impression was not as cold and scheming as in the materials.

He is fat in middle age, with slightly bald hair, just like ordinary middle-aged men that can be seen everywhere, with a kind and calm temperament.

The worshiping mother on the side has a gentle appearance. Seeing Ling Yue's lips curled into a smile when she was a child, she seemed very satisfied with her son's new girlfriend.

She was very clear about Byron's romantic past when he was young, and she had always worried that Byron would not be able to calm down and start a family. This time, Gu Bailun finally had a girl he liked. She was so happy that she didn't care too much about Ling Yue'er's status.

Of course, if she knew about it, she would only be more satisfied with her son's good vision.

"You guys are finally here, Miao Miao, you look much more beautiful than on TV!" Bai Mu held Ling Yue'er's hand and kept praising her.

"You look so young. When I first walked in, I almost thought that Brother Bailun had a sister. And uncle, too. His face is radiant, and he looks better than us young people." Ling Yueer blushed. Compliment without jumping, and send a small gift carefully prepared by yourself.

These gifts are expensive, but they are not too exaggerated. In the eyes of Ling Yueer, they belong to a slightly higher level of gifts that can be given casually.

After all, it was the first time we met, and if the gift was too expensive, it might be suspected of ill intentions.

However, when Bai Mu received the gift, she was still surprised for a few seconds: "This is the latest limited edition brooch of Lafayette's family this year? Didn't it just go on sale and it was sold out, how did you snatch it?"

Gifts should be given according to one's preferences. Ling Yue'er has carefully studied the preferences of Byron's parents, so she naturally knows that her mother likes these luxury jewelry.

She deliberately asked someone to buy such an accessory that my mother wanted to buy, but failed to buy, and the price was not so outrageous, just to please her.

The daughter-in-law is happy, blowing the pillow wind, Sefeld's side is naturally not a problem.

"I heard Brother Bailun mention that you like to collect jewelry. I just met some acquaintances who helped me get it with a little extra fee." Ling Yueer blinked.

"It's really thoughtful." Baimu was moved.

With her approval, the whole meal was full of laughter and laughter.

After toasting Seyfield for a few glasses of wine, at the end of the meal, Ling Yue'er brought the topic back to her school days, just about to talk about her coincidence with Byron, and recently thinking about whether to find a job.

Unexpectedly, when the couple recalled the past, they suddenly expressed emotion, and began to kiss with tongue as if no one was there.

Ling Yue'er was a little embarrassed.

After all, she has been in a reserved environment in China for 23 years, and she has never been able to get used to their openness.

At this moment, Byron's arm was over, and a pair of sky blue eyes were shining with emotion.

He smiled: "They have always been so affectionate, making me always suspect that I am redundant, but luckily I met you."

"I'm also glad to have met you."

Ling Yueer watched his face getting closer.

Only a few centimeters away, the door was suddenly opened.

When the waiter saw the situation in the room clearly, he was taken aback, apologized repeatedly and closed the door.

Ling Yue'er's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and she saw a familiar figure.

Is it wrong?
She changed her mind, took the opportunity to move away, covered her belly in embarrassment and said, "Brother Bailun, I drank too much just now..."

The disappointment in Byron's eyes was fleeting, "Ah, do you know where the bathroom is?"

"I'll just ask the waiter at the door." Ling Yueer apologized and went to the bathroom.

After going out the door, she took a deep breath, and just asked the waiter at the door, when she was about to go to the bathroom, a hand suddenly stretched out out of thin air, and pulled her into the empty box beside her.

"Who is it? Qi Jingan?"

Ling Yue'er subconsciously touched the gun pouch hidden in her thigh, that hand pressed her hand, the rough fingertips brushed the skin of her leg intentionally or unintentionally, and pinched Ling Yue'er's buttocks vigorously.

Followed by a low and magnetic voice, it came close to the ears.

"Yue'er, it's me."

Ling Yue'er's tense muscles relaxed, and she raised her head suddenly: "The second agreement: You can't go out without my permission. It seems that you don't want to stay in my house anymore?"

"I sent you a message beforehand, but you didn't reply me. I want to call you, but I'm afraid it will delay your schedule." Qi Jingan explained in a deep voice, "I came to you because I have something urgent of."

Ling Yue'er snorted coldly: "Don't make excuses. It's a fact that you didn't abide by the agreement. You can move out after you go back. I won't be soft-hearted to you anymore."

Qi Jingan held her waist tightly.

Just now, the scene of Byron trying to kiss her was still vivid in his eyes, which made Qi Jingan really want to rush up and beat him up, or teach him and his family a lesson.

But Qi Jingan still tried his best to endure.

The most important thing now is to find out what Ling Yueer is going to do, and what is the purpose of approaching Byron.

After thinking about it, Qi Jingan still couldn't hold back and kissed her on the lips.

Maybe it was because Ling Yue'er was already slightly drunk, but she didn't run away.

The lips that still had wine and lip gloss on them were so shiny that it made people want to keep kissing them.

But Qi Jingan still accepted it as soon as he saw it, "Listen to me, there is really something urgent, if you don't deal with it quickly, the matter will be out of order."

"What's the matter?" Ling Yue'er's eyes flashed with impatience.

Qi Jingan took out his mobile phone and handed it to Ling Yueer: "Take a look."

Entering the head is the latest hot search news, among the rows of red hot search entries, Ling Yue'er saw her alias at a glance.

#Su Miaomiao Peripheral Identity Exposure#
#Su Miaomiao Transgender Hair Transplant Plastic Surgery Record#
#恋式人Setting money-making means big exposure#
In the first ten miles, three of them were related to her, and they were all unfounded and unreliable news.

But each article is accompanied by a photo, and it looks like that.

The audience who didn't know why believed it, frantically reposted the comments, and instantly put these news on the top of the trending searches.

Who is secretly punishing her?

Mother Xu?Or the Chen brothers and sisters?
A few faces flashed in Ling Yue'er's mind, she raised her eyelids, and slowed down her tone: "Let's not count you going out without authorization this time, just ask auntie to call me next time."

"Okay, I was too anxious after seeing it..." Qi Jingan let Ling Yue'er lean on him, because she was attracted by the phone, she didn't realize that their posture was already too intimate.

Or, found out, but did not hide.

Qi Jingan's mind moved slightly, and he still wanted to kiss again.

Ling Yue'er handed the phone back, "I already know about this matter, I will handle it myself, you can go back."

Qi Jingan still wanted to speak.

Ling Yue'er gave her a sharp look and closed her mouth.

"Put your hat on and don't let Byron see it, or..."

"I know." Qi Jingan pulled up his hood, covering most of his face.

He was dressed in casual sportswear, which was very different from his previous image. As long as Byron hadn't bumped him head-on, he wouldn't have recognized Qi Jingan.

When he went out, Ling Yueer immediately dialed Zhang Ji's number.

"Boss, help me remove the trending search, I'm having dinner with Byron's parents now, and I don't have time to spare."

Zhang Jin said: "Let me see who you provoke again?"

There was a crackling sound of keyboards on the opposite side, and Zhang Ji laughed loudly: "Who thought of this news, sex change, hair transplant and plastic surgery? Hahahahaha."

Ling Yue'er was indifferent and speechless: "Can you please stop laughing, quickly remove it for me, I will send a message to respond later, maybe I have to call the police and find a lawyer for help."

"Okay." Zhang Ji paused, then suddenly mentioned, "How are you and Qi Jingan doing now? It's been a long time since you complained to me, and I'm still not used to it."

Ling Yueer choked again.

She remembered that she took Qi Jingan at home without authorization and hadn't greeted Zhang Ji yet, so she didn't know whether she should confess or not.

After pacing around, she cleared her throat: "He has been pestering me, I have no choice but to let him stay in my house, but there are rules."

Zhang Ji seemed to have guessed it a long time ago, so let's smack his lips, "You say it cruelly, but you still don't want to part with it? Want to reunite?"

"No." Ling Yue'er leaned against the table, curling her hair with her fingertips, and thought about her words.

Qi Jingan was indeed attractive to her.

Whether it's her looks, her figure, or even her humble and entangled attitude after being frustrated, Ling Yue'er will have an attraction that wants to tease him, tease him, and even get close to him.

Those extreme joys in the past would also pop up from time to time, causing her to desire.

No matter what the relationship is, at least physically, they have always been compatible.

The most authentic reaction in the heart cannot be deceived.

But if it is inferred from this that she likes Qi Jingan, Ling Yue'er feels that she has not reached that level yet.

She no longer wants to give affection to anyone, and she doesn't want to be bound by others.

Even Qi Jingan will not make an exception.

and so……

"How should I put it, it's that kind of thing. I want to sleep with him, but I'm afraid he'll think too much, and I'm entangled with the feeling of being responsible for me. It's very tangled." Ling Yueer said distressedly, "How do you think I should deal with it? This impulse?"

"Ok?"

Isn't this a proper scumbag's speech?

Zhang Ji was so stunned that he didn't answer for a long time.

"It's nothing." After a long time, he smiled in a low voice, "People have physical impulses, and over-repression will be counterproductive."

"Okay, think about it slowly, and be careful of the fire in the backyard. Although the task is important, don't put too much pressure on your heart. There are many arrangements in the organization."

Ling Yue'er sighed, but she still felt a little sorry: "I'm sorry for dragging you down."

She quickly logged into the software to respond properly, and it took a long time to return to the private room.

Judging from their demeanor, they seemed to be unclear about the public opinion on the Internet, and Ling Yueer didn't take the initiative to bring it up after thinking about it.

After eating, a few people went to the nearby shopping mall park for a walk.

During the chat, Byron finally inadvertently brought up the topic that Ling Yueer cared about.

They were all seniors and junior girls. He roughly asked Ling Yueer's research direction and graduation grades from the school, and he had a bottom line in his mind.

Knowing that Ling Yue'er had been idle at home during this time, he came up with the idea of ​​bringing her into the laboratory, where the two of them fell in love and worked while going to work.

Unfortunately, the graduation season has passed for some time, and the laboratory where I work has long been fully staffed, and there is no plan to recruit interns for the time being.

But the laboratory founded by Byron's father, Seinfeld, just happened to have the intention of recruiting people.

He took the initiative to mention it, but Seinfeld did not refuse it outright.

He thought for a while, and asked politely: "After all, you have no experience, and the things that the interns did in the early stage were very messy. I wonder if you can bear this hardship."

Ling Yue'er looked at Byron: "I think I should be able to do it, but Brother Bailun didn't tell me about this in advance, it was still a bit sudden, I want to think about it for a few more days, can I?"

"Of course." Seinfeld said indifferently.

Interns can only do odd jobs in the periphery, cannot get in touch with high-level secrets, and may not even be able to enter the laboratory a few times, so he is not worried that Ling Yue'er has ulterior motives.

"I was thinking, let you have an internship experience first, so that if there is a chance in the future, I will push you into my laboratory, so that we can spend more time together every day." Byron is very considerate Heartily paved the way for Ling Yueer.

This made Ling Yue'er a little flattered, and secretly sighed in her heart: Byron people are pretty good.

It was just bad luck that he became Seinfeld's son and met her.

"Thank you, Brother Bailun, you are so kind to me!" Ling Yue'er held his hand, with a happy and touched expression on her face.

They prepared the dinner at home, Byron showed his skills, Ling Yueer chatted with Baimu and helped.

After eating, the two took a walk for a while, until Ling Yueer felt that it was getting late, Byron reluctantly sent her home.

Before getting out of the car, he held Ling Yue'er's hand and didn't want to let go.

He really wanted Ling Yue'er to take the initiative to invite him into the house, even if they didn't do anything, just lie down hugging each other.

But Ling Yue'er's mind is full of public opinion, and she can't wait to go home to solve it.

"I'm leaving, Brother Bailun, see you next time~" She opened the car door.

"Miao Miao." Byron called her name, seeing her turn around suspiciously, he couldn't speak clearly.

Afraid of being too active and scaring her.

In the end, he still didn't say anything, and leaned forward to kiss Ling Yueer's lips.

"Good night." He pursed his lips and smiled.

Ling Yue'er smiled and narrowed her eyes, revealing two dimples, shyly avoiding his gaze.

"Well...Brother Bailun, you too..."

She ran home quickly, pretending to be a deer jumping around, and looked back at Byron from time to time.

Ling Yueer didn't close the door until he drove away.

A hand suddenly wrapped around her waist, and Qi Jingan's familiar smell quickly enveloped Ling Yue'er.

He hugged her from behind, his face pressed against her cheek.

"Did you kiss him?" Qi Jingan asked angrily and aggrievedly.

Ling Yue'er inexplicably felt that he had just waited for the master for a whole day, only to watch the master kiss another dog at the door, and was extremely wronged and sad, but he couldn't get angry at the master's big dog.

This image really doesn't match Qi Jingan.

Ling Yue'er gave a snort, but couldn't hold back a soft laugh.