Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

Qiao Zhanbei went straight to the master bedroom with Ye Mian in his arms, and he put her on the big bed.

Just as Ye Mian lay down, the moment she saw the medieval chandelier above, memories were about to come flooding back, she blinked hard.

At this time, a bewitching masculine breath rushed over.

"Hey, I'll kiss you lightly this time." Qiao Zhanbei said softly with the tip of his nose against hers and his thin lips against hers.

His tone was extremely gentle and seductive, Ye Mian closed her eyes unconsciously, the man's hot breath sprayed on her face, she swallowed, but he didn't move for a long time.

She was like a hungry cat, wanting to eat, but her appetite was hung, she frowned angrily, and opened her eyes.

The man had a cold and ascetic face, but his dark eyes were full of lust. She swallowed hard and looked at him with blurred eyes.

"Well..." His kiss finally fell.

Delicate and lingering, warm and wet, like a hot spring, slowly pouring into her heart.

Ye Mian lay in his arms and embrace, eyes closed, feeling his delicate kiss, her whole body was soft and full of sense of security.

Gradually, she twisted her body, wanting more.

Qiao Zhanbei endured the desire that was about to explode deep in his body, and pleased her very patiently, giving her the ultimate tender caress.

Watching her become flushed under his lips and big hands, biting her fingers with her red lips, looking at him with misty eyes, twisting her sexy water snake waist, asking him for more "sugars".

Seeing her emotional appearance, the sweat on the man's forehead rolled down on her cheeks, he stretched out his muscular and sexy long arms, and touched the bedside table.

Take out a square package from inside.

Ye Mian recognized it as a condom.

"Do you want to wear it?" His voice was rough and full of desire.

Ye Mian suddenly remembered the matter of giving birth, and as soon as the thought came to her, she immediately straightened her upper body, buried her nose into his side neck, sucked the breath from his body, felt the reality of the moment, and suppressed the memory.

"I want to wear it." She said roughly.

Qiao Zhanbei couldn't wait to bite open the package. Ye Mian looked at this scene with her head sideways, and was shaken deep in her body by him. She couldn't help saying: "Hurry up..."

Her lustful voice was like melted chocolate, pulling out long strands.

Just when he felt himself on the verge of exploding, he satisfied her.

Afterwards, he took her to take a bath, and she was taken care of by him like a child. She trusted him completely and enjoyed his care very much, feeling vaguely that they had done these things before.

Especially, when he blow-dried her hair, it felt so familiar.

"In the past, I often dried your hair for you. I love to see you in my white shirt..." Qiao Zhanbei said hoarsely as he pressed against her ear.

In the mirror, the woman had long curly hair, and the man stood behind her, hugging her gently.

Ye Mian watched this scene steadfastly, full of sweetness.

"Sleepy, go to sleep." She said lazily.

Qiao Zhanbei carried her back to the bedroom. As soon as he lay down, Ye Mian lay in his arms like a cat, closed her eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

After she fell asleep, he stared at her face for a long time before turning off the bedside lamp.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't remember any good memories about him, he can use the rest of his life to create good memories little by little, and one day, all those painful memories in her mind will be dispelled.

At dawn, it seems that the whole world is still sleeping and quiet.

The east gradually revealed a fish belly, and in the room, the appearance of furniture and decorations could be vaguely seen.

Just as Ye Mian opened her eyes, she unconsciously looked at the chandelier hanging from the ceiling, a lamp she was very familiar with.

She turned her head slowly, and faced a face she hated to the bone!

This face is also her nightmare!

This scumbag ruined her life for more than 20 years!

She is going to kill him!

A strong hatred rushed to her mind, Ye Mian sat up, took off the man's iron arm from her waist, lifted the quilt, and rolled out of bed.

She climbed up with her hands on the ground, and walked away quickly with her bare feet, holding her breath while walking, turning her head to look at the man on the bed, for fear that he would wake up.

Her heart was flustered and afraid, but also full of resentment.

After wandering around, she rushed to the chest of drawers, grabbed the thin neck of the medieval ceramic vase, and ran towards the bed.

Joe, go to hell!

She gritted her teeth, exhausted all her strength, and violently smashed the vase in her hand towards the man's head.

"boom--"

"Ow!"

The ceramic hit the hard skull, making a dull sound, and then shattered into many pieces.

Qiao Zhanbei let out a low cry from the pain. He opened his eyes suddenly, his lips parted slightly because of the pain, and a distorted face came into his sight.

The woman's long hair flew in the air, her eyes were fierce, her teeth were clenched, and she looked resentful.

He is awake!

Ye Mian was a little flustered, quickly picked up a vase fragment, lifted the quilt, and stabbed at his body one after another, her right hand didn't stop for a moment, her movements were crazy and fierce.

With a fierce force to stab him to death!

Scarlet bloodstains soon flowed out from the man's cold and white body, and wounds were torn open one after another. The pearly white bed sheets were soon stained with scarlet bloodstains.

Qiao Zhanbei curled up because of the pain, his deep black eyes looked in shock at the woman who kept violently venting his hatred, his brain was buzzing, and he felt dizzy and uncomfortable.

He shouted in a deep voice, "Ye Mian!"