Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

In the woods, there are shadows.

Ling Yue'er's wrist was pinched by Qi Jingan's backhand, that big hand was like handcuffs, tightly bound Ling Yue'er's wrist and could not move.

Ling Yue'er glared at Qi Jingan angrily, but no longer dared to speak.

Not far behind, in the open space, Byron stared blankly at the empty hanging chair, which was still slightly swinging, and smiled wryly.

Seeing that Ling Yue'er hadn't come out of the garden, he thought of taking a blanket to cover her to avoid catching cold.

Unexpectedly, Ling Yue'er hid in the woods because she didn't want to see him.

"Miaomiao, is that why you don't want to see me?" He clenched the thin blanket tightly in pain.

Ling Yue'er was in distress.

She didn't dare to make a sound, which aggravated Qi Jingan's aura. He held her face with the other hand, forcing her to raise her head and accept his lingering kiss to vent her emotions.

As if biting, tearing, and devouring, Ling Yue'er's lips were burning hot, and the root of her tongue was sour, and Qi Jingan sucked her hard.

it hurts!

Ling Yue'er couldn't help raising her foot, but Qi Jingan was prepared to resist her and pressed her tightly, as if she wanted to push her whole body into her body.

"Let go... let go!" Ling Yue'er struggled vaguely.

She didn't know what to do anymore, she should call someone, let the bodyguards come over, and drive Qi Jingan out of the house under Byron's watchful eyes.

It's better to keep it a secret and let Qi Jingan act recklessly against her this time.

"Your brother Bailun is asking you something, how do you answer him?" Unexpectedly, when Byron asked, Qi Jingan actually let her go and whispered in her ear. while whispering.

The voice was inexplicably cold, piercing the eardrums.

He was really angry.

Ling Yue'er swallowed her saliva, controlled her voice and said steadily, "Brother Bailun, you should go back first."

When Byron heard the answer, he subconsciously took two steps in the direction of the voice and lifted the blanket in his hand.

He didn't know what to say, so he said dryly, "I brought the blanket over here."

"Just put it on the chair, and I'll be back in a while."

Qi Jingan's hands kept kneading the soft flesh on her body, his fingertips ran across the sensitive parts of her waist, and whispered viciously in her ear: "Why do you let him go? Don't you like stimulation and pursue a sense of immorality? Boyfriend is on the side, listening to me treat you like this, will it scare you more or stimulate you more?"

He held her up, leaning her back against a tree, with her legs around his waist.

Ling Yue'er's heartbeat gradually became chaotic, and the good guy almost couldn't hold back the raving in his throat.

The cool wind blew through the bushes, but Ling Yue'er felt that the air was stagnant and stuffy, making people's clothes stick to their bodies, and it was difficult to breathe.

"Miaomiao, I... really like you, I'm serious about you!"

In the night sky, Byron's confession came to Ling Yueer's ears indistinctly.

"My parents also hope to see us dating. As long as you want, I am willing to marry you immediately and hold the best wedding."

"Have you thought about where to spend your honeymoon? I have thought about it many times. I want to take you to Switzerland to see the beautiful scenery in fairy tales, to stay up late in the cold polar region to watch the aurora, to see the rivers and rivers, to see the golden mountains in the sunshine, and to see the world. Fireworks, followed by hugs and kisses in the crowd."

Ling Yue'er was breathing tremblingly.

She simply pressed her forehead against Qi Jingan's chest, closed her eyes, not wanting to look around, and was even more afraid that Byron would walk in and see their intimately intertwined bodies.

"I also... like you." After she said this against her will, Qi Jingan grabbed her lips and kissed her, and she was speechless.

Byron, who was standing outside the open space, was a little disappointed, but smiled again.

"The blanket is on the hanging chair, I'm leaving, don't disturb you, come back as soon as possible."

"it is good."

"I have something to leave tomorrow, so I can't accompany you."

"Um……"

Her voice was muffled.

Byron didn't think much of it.

As soon as he walked away, Qi Jingan let go of Ling Yue'er's hand.

The lips that had been tightly sealed to Ling Yue'er were also released, and Ling Yue'er's blank eyes were half opened, gradually regaining clarity.

She immediately pushed her hands against her chest, opening the distance between them.

"You lunatic!" She gasped, her body already covered with a thin layer of sweat.

I couldn't tell whether it was the heat or the fright.

The jaw is sour, and the base of the tongue is also sour.

Qi Jingan's tongue disturbed her mouth from ear to ear, Ling Yue'er rubbed her chin, almost thought her chin was going to dislocate.

And the back, being pressed against the rough tree trunk, was soaked in sweat and now felt a burning pain.

Qi Jingan started to laugh, a trace of madness still remained in his eyes.

When he spoke, the coldness in his voice gradually turned soft.

"If I was really crazy, you wouldn't just be pressed and kissed by me like this."

"you!"

Ling Yue'er's ears were blushed, and her neck was almost red.

What was the difference between his posture just now, when he pressed her against a tree and kissed her, and pinched her fiercely, from a real field battle!
She was so angry that she raised her hand and wanted to hit him.

The palm was raised high, and it was lightly pinched by Qi Jingan.

He grabbed her hand and kissed her red wrist, "Sorry, I pinched you too hard just now."

"Does it still hurt?"

Ling Yue'er stomped her feet angrily: "I didn't know it hurt when I pinched it just now, why are you being so hypocritical now, let me go!"

Qi Jingan narrowed his eyes, pressed his lips to her delicate palm, and licked it with the tip of his tongue.

Wet and itchy.

Ling Yue'er's brows twitched, she couldn't control the decibels with disgust, and almost screamed: "Qi Jing'an, you're never finished, are you a dog? Can you wait for a while to come into heat!"

Qi Jingan let go of her innocently: "I thought you would like this exciting little game very much."

"Besides, you looked intoxicated just now."

Ling Yue'er was furious, she walked two steps, then turned around and kicked him hard.

"Since you don't abide by the agreement, when Byron leaves tomorrow, you can get out quickly."

Qi Jingan raised his eyebrows: "What if I don't leave?"

"If you don't go, everything will be thrown out for you, and people will be dragged out, if you don't go, you have to go!"

"Then I'll stay at your doorstep and sleep in the open. When Byron finds me next time, how will you explain it?"

Ling Yue'er was going to be driven crazy.

She picked up the blanket on the hanging chair and slammed it on Qi Jingan's body.

If it weren't for the fact that there was nothing convenient in the garden, she would have picked up the bench and smashed Qi Jingan.

"You scoundrel, bitch, if you want to make a scene, make a scene, it's a big deal for me..."

"What's the big deal, you stop pretending and give up getting close to Byron?" The cold voice suddenly sounded.

Ling Yue'er's anger stopped abruptly, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her head, she didn't understand why Qi Jingan would mention this.

"Why are you not pretending?" She frowned.

Qi Jingan took the blanket and shook it out, neatly stacking it into squares.

The tone was casual: "You already knew that Byron was messing around before, and you still pretended to be ignorant in front of him, thinking about it? Didn't you just want to hang him and make him worry for a while?"

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but you are very good at manipulating people's hearts."

Ling Yueer breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought that Qi Jingan found out about her mission, but it turned out that he just saw that there was something wrong with her attitude.

There's no way around this, she keeps saying she likes Byron, but at the same time, she can't help being tempted to have sex with Qi Jingan. If Qi Jingan can't see the problem, then she should be surprised.

"So what, I've had enough fun, I want to find a man to take over, can you control me?"

"Then can't I?" Qi Jingan looked at her coldly.

Ling Yue'er smiled, "Of course not. I'm all away, why should I go back and eat the grass?"

"Without Brother Byron, there would still be an 18-year-old male college student, a handsome guy with blond hair, blue eyes and a high nose bridge. No matter what, you won't be able to be a substitute."

"Heh... an 18-year-old male college student? Is there another Min Eun-ho who can be counted?"

Ling Yueer disliked Qi Jingan very much.

"How many times have I said that Enhao and I are siblings, can you stop talking nonsense!"

Qi Jingan's jaw line was tense.

He looked at Ling Yue'er fixedly, and finally looked away, nodded and said: "I understand, it's okay, I can accept it, as long as you don't let me leave you, you can punish me for what happened just now OK."

punish?

Ling Yue'er really doesn't know what counts as punishment for Qi Jingan now.

This person is clearly a scoundrel, he just wants to stalk him, his reputation is bad, his career is gone, and he is also heavily in debt.

He has only one life left, he is really in a hurry, what can't he do?

If it weren't for the fact that he saved her and gave her his sincerity...

Ling Yue'er took a deep breath, and punched Qi Jingan hard on the cheek.

"Speak nicely, you can accept it, you can bear it. Brother Bailun and I haven't done anything yet, and you're crazy like this."

"Since you can't bear it, next time Brother Bailun comes to your house, you should go out and live in advance. Out of sight, out of sight, maybe it's better for you to accept."

Qi Jingan covered his face, and didn't cry out for pain or pretend to be pitiful, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Ling Yueer opened her mouth, wanting to say more.

But after much deliberation, it seems that there is no need to say more.

She turned away.

Looking from a distance, Byron and Min Eun-ho were still in the hall. She looked at the marks on her hands, and her lips were still numb. Most likely they were swollen from being kissed. Now like this, a face-to-face will reveal her secrets.

Ling Yue'er turned around and walked towards the escape stairs.

Seeing Ling Yueer coming back, Byron was about to get up.

The next second, seeing Ling Yue'er turned around and left, he froze in mid-air and fell heavily back onto the sofa.

Min Enhao frowned: "What did you tell Sister Miaomiao just now? Why is she avoiding you?"

Byron smiled wryly: "I confessed to her what you threatened me just now."

Min Enhao was stunned.

"I can't see that you are quite honest." He changed his view of Byron a little, but he still couldn't hide the hostility in his heart.

As soon as Ling Yue'er entered the door, she saw herself in the mirror of the dressing table.

The blush on the face has not faded, the lipstick is smudged, and the lips are more swollen than imagined.

She grinned at the corner of her lips, feeling a numb pain.

With a headache, I opened the cold drink refrigerator, wrapped a few pieces of ice cubes in a washcloth, and lay down in the bathtub while soaking in a cold compress.

After a while, when the edema on her lips subsided, she returned to the room and was about to lie down to rest when there was a light knock on the bedroom door.

"Who?" Because she didn't know whether it was Qi Jingan or Byron outside the door, Ling Yue'er restrained the boredom in her tone somewhat.

"Sister Miaomiao, it's me." Min Enhao's clear and clear boyish voice came.

Ling Yue'er paused, wrapped the bathrobe tightly, and then opened the door.

"what happened?"

After seeing each other for a few years, Ling Yue'er was still a little awkward with guilt when facing this big boy who was five years younger than her.

In fact, Min Eun-ho seems to have changed a lot, the gloom that occasionally exuded before has disappeared, and he has taken the initiative a lot.

"I miss you. There have been outsiders all this afternoon, and we haven't talked for a while." Holding a bottle of red wine in his hand, he said expectantly, "I brought wine here specially, how about a drink?"

Ling Yue'er opened the door, "Okay, I just happen to be curious about your experience in the past few years, it's hard to mention it in front of Byron just now."

"Also, why are you so sensible and know not to mention my previous identity in front of Byron. Shao Boyi taught you again? How can he let you come alone without worry?"

Min Enhao took out two goblets and a decanter from the cup storage cabinet next to Ling Yueer's freezer, and poured half a bottle of wine into the decanter first.

"Sister Yue'er, what you said, I'm not a child anymore, I can make my own decisions, and let Boyi follow me when I don't need anything."

Ling Yue'er smiled, took the decanter, and poured a thin layer of wine into the two goblets.

"I haven't seen you for a few years. I really miss Lao Shao."

Min Enhao said tastefully: "Why do I feel that you care about Boyi more than I do."

Ling Yueer hurriedly waved her hands and stopped mentioning Shao Boyi.

The two leaned against the counter and talked, the topic gradually changed from Min Enhao to Ling Yueer, he listened carefully, but his thoughts couldn't help but began to wander.

When he received a call from Qi Jingan, he severely reprimanded Shao Boyi.

It was because he listened to Shao's father's opinion that he was deceived, and he had to wait for Qi Jingan to notify him of Ling Yue'er's latest news.

Along the way, his heartbeat kept speeding up, anxiously looking forward to the moment of meeting, and also afraid that after meeting, Ling Yueer would be indifferent to him.

But fortunately, nothing to worry about happened.

They are still the same as before, like friends, like siblings.

This made Min Eun-ho happy and sad.

"Are you serious with that foreigner?" He couldn't help but confirm again.

Ling Yueer nodded, "Yes."

"What about me?" Min Enhao kept asking in his heart, he really wanted to ask her, but he couldn't say anything.

He met her three years ago, and Qi Jingan was by her side.

Three years later, when he found her back, there was still another person beside her.

And he was just an ordinary friend in her mind.

Min Enhao's heart was bitter, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sad, at least he could always stay by her side like a friend.

Unlike Qi Jing'an, who now has to beg for nothing to pretend to be pitiful, so that Ling Yue'er can pay a little attention.

At this moment, he saw Ling Yue'er's wrist inadvertently exposed under her long-sleeved pajamas, and a dazzling red circle on her snow-white skin.

"What's wrong with your hand?" He was anxious, and took her hand with a little force, causing the clothes to be crooked.

The red and green hickey marks under the neckline are dotted with shocking ones.

"You..." It was as if his heart had been stabbed countless times, and blood gushed out, taking away the residual heat from his body.

so cold.

Ling Yue'er blushed, and hurriedly pulled up her collar.

She didn't want to tell Min Enhao too much about the entanglement between her and Qi Jingan, for fear that he would be worried, and she didn't want him to intervene.

"Sometimes I'm too excited and can't control my strength, and my skin tends to leave marks. It just looks a little serious, but I didn't use much strength."

She turned around and took out a few bottles of foreign wine from the cold drink box, and covered the topic: "Do you want to drink bartenders? I recently learned some bartender recipes, and I drink them myself, and haven't given them to others. "

When he looked up, he saw that Min Enhao's eyes were already red.

"Is it Byron, or Qi Jingan?" He clenched his fists tightly, as if he would rush out and beat the culprit hard when he got the answer the next second.