Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

His breathing became short, and a rush of blood rushed up, straight to his forehead.

In front of him was her slender and graceful nape. Under the soft light, it was dazzlingly white. The protruding spinous process of the seventh cervical vertebra was sexy and alluring, making him want to bite hard.

He couldn't help but gently caressed her fair skin with the pulp of his thumb, feeling the delicate and warm touch of her skin, he couldn't help swallowing.

There was a crisp itching sensation from the back of her neck, and goosebumps appeared all over Ye Mian's body, as if ants were crawling on the tip of her heart, the itching became unbearable, and it became difficult to breathe.

At this moment, she felt the man behind her pull down the back collar of her nightgown, her brain thumped and her heart tightened.

Thinking that he was trying to belittle herself, she instinctively wanted to resist, but she saw his calm and self-sufficient appearance in the mirror.

The man is as perfect as the creator, with a cool, white and handsome face, without any expression, with downcast eyes. His slender fingers are pinching a white plaster, and carefully tidying up the edges that were just crumpled by her.

The movements are slow and orderly, and the eyes are focused and serious.

Didn't have the slightest thought for her.

Soon, a cool feeling came from the back of her neck, and she flinched and lowered her head.

"It's cold, right? You'll be fine after a while when you get used to it." The man's magnetic voice broke the silence.

"Yeah!" Ye Mian came back to his senses and nodded vigorously.

She turned around and faced the cold and noble man with a stiff smile.

In his heart, he ruthlessly despised his villainous heart just now.

To think that he would do nasty things to himself.

She was just kind enough to put a plaster on her!

"Mr. Qiao, thank you!" Ye Mian said sincerely from the bottom of her heart.

Qiao Zhanbei met her sincere eyes, twitched the corners of his mouth, and sneered in his heart.

soy Mujer!

Be polite to him again, does she know——

The man suppressed his helplessness and longing for her, and told her like a friend, "When you go to sleep at night, you'd better wrap a towel or scarf around your neck and shoulders. Don't catch cold and take care of yourself."

Embroidery hurts the cervical and lumbar spine. When she is focused and immersed, she can go on for half a day or even a day without moving.

Thinking of this, Qiao Zhanbei's heart ached. He didn't want her to suffer a little.

Feeling his sincerity and concern, Ye Mian's heart warmed up. She looked at him with smiling eyes, pursed her lips and smiled, "Yeah!"

In front of her, she was wrapped in a nightgown, her face was upturned, her eyes were squinted and she smiled, and there were sweet silkworms floating under her eyes.

It looks like a girl.

The girl who secretly fell in love with him now doesn't remember anything.

Qiao Zhanbei tried his best to suppress the sadness that was about to be exposed in front of her. He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said, "Don't bother me, good night."

Ye Mian escorted him to the door and said with a smile, "Good night."

After she locked the door, she touched the back of her neck with her backhand, remembering the ambiguous reaction of her body when he put on the plaster, her cheeks were hot, she was ashamed and embarrassed.

Fortunately, Mr. Qiao didn't notice, otherwise, she would have to get under the bed.

Is it because I have never met a man before?

According to Gu Sasha, she was single before and had never dated a boyfriend.

She slowed down for a while before her heart calmed down.

Before going to bed, she imported the photos she took today into her mobile phone. Some of them were taken by Mr. Qiao, and they were pictures of her and Qiao Qiao.

The composition of the picture is very artistic, and the picture is warm and rich in details. Looking at the picture, she finds it incredible that she looks at Qiao Qiao's loving eyes like a mother's love.

She couldn't wait to get into bed, not forgetting Qiao Zhanbei's instructions, and stuffed a knitted scarf around her neck and shoulders. After lying down, she hugged Qiao Qiao's warm small body like a small stove, and closed her eyes.

The sweet milky scent of the little girl lingered in her nostrils, and she couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

The plate of shrimps and plaster came to mind again, that Qiao Zhanbei, why did he care so much about her?

These are not things that can be done in general.

Ye Mian thought secretly.

Because she helped him take care of his daughter.

She thought so, and gradually fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Qiao Zhanbei took a cold shower. After lying down, he couldn't sleep alone, tossing and turning.

As soon as I close my eyes, every frown and smile of her is in my mind.

In the past three months, he didn't dare to appear in front of her, worrying that she would see him and recognize him, and after being stimulated, she would regain those memories of hating him.

On the plane that day, he pretended to meet her by chance. After she didn't recognize him, he was relieved and told her that his surname was Joe, but she didn't respond.

Today, she didn't recognize Qiao Qiao either.

Qiao Zhanbei closed his eyes, and the sweet breath of her body seemed to linger in his nose. In his mind, was her white and graceful nape. Every cell in his body was clamoring for her frantically.

The man clenched his hands tightly, suppressing the strong emotion of missing her to the bone.

He must be with her, a family of three, happy together.

He has to work hard to make her fall in love with him again.

……

Hotel bathroom, sink.

Little Qiaoqiao was wearing a hotel bathrobe, and she was standing on a footstool with Ye Mian by the sink. The mother and daughter looked in the mirror together, listened to toothbrushing songs, and brushed their teeth with the same frequency and movements.

Looking at her mother in the mirror, Qiao Qiao kept squinting her eyes happily.

It's good that she's with her mother again.

The more Ye Mian looked at Qiao Qiao, the more she liked her. She inherited her father's genes, she has very beautiful facial features, big eyes and deep eyelids.

When the little princess was not talking, the expressionless Gao Leng Fan was carved out of the same mold as her father.

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, the doorbell rang, Ye Mian rinsed his mouth, wiped the corners of his mouth, and went to open the door, it was indeed Qiao Zhanbei.

He was carrying a cream and white HELLOKITTY, a co-branded children's suitcase, standing at the door, "I brought Jojo's changing clothes."

"Come in, Qiao Qiao just took a shower and washed her hair." Ye Mian smiled slightly.

"Is your cervical spine better?" Qiao Zhanbei asked with concern just after entering the door.

His eyes fell on the back of her neck.

Thinking of what happened when the plaster was put on last night, Ye Mian's ears felt hot, and she quickly reached out and stroked the back of her neck to hide her guilty conscience and embarrassment.

"It seems to be much better, not so sore." She smiled.

Hearing what she said, he felt more at ease, and said again: "As long as it works, it will be replaced with a new one after 24 hours."

"father!"

Jojo ran over and shouted loudly.

Qiao Zhanbei picked her up and turned her around twice, "Have you listened to Aunt Mianmian?"

"Qiao Qiao can do everything, she understands everything, she doesn't need to listen to me at all, and reminds me everywhere." Ye Mian looked at the father and daughter with a smile in her eyes, and she was telling the truth.

Jojo is a very reassuring child.

"Dad, have you brought all my books? I will always follow Mianmian from now on." She will never be separated from her mother again.

After Qiaoqiao finished speaking, he wrestled from his father's arms and walked to the suitcase.