Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

That's too embarrassing!

What would he think of her?

The more Ye Mian thought about it, the more she wanted to get under the bed.

What's worse, his sexy eight-pack abs and seductive mermaid lines still appeared in her mind, and she couldn't get rid of them no matter what.

She also didn't expect that a man who looked thinner and had a cold and ascetic temperament, took off his clothes, but he was full of muscles and full of hormones.

After a long delay, her restless heart slowly returned to its normal beating frequency.

She just remembered, picked up a quilt, took the pillow, and sent it to the man outside.

The man was wearing a hotel white bathrobe, tall and tall, with his back to her, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

She didn't call him, and helped him spread the sofa.

The floor-to-ceiling windows reflected her virtuous figure, Qiao Zhanbei's heart twitched, and he couldn't help but think of the scene of her virtuously tidying up the bedroom in the past.

He swallowed his choked throat, turned and walked towards her, "I'll do it myself."

Ye Mian straightened her waist, "Good night."

She turned to leave, Qiao Zhanbei clasped her forearm, only to hear the man say in a deep voice: "Your cervical plaster should be changed."

Her heart trembled, he actually remembered the 24-hour plaster change, she had forgotten it herself.

Ye Mian turned her face, raised her chin slightly, met the man's gentle gaze, her heart throbbed.

The man said softly: "I'll tear it off for you first, and then I'll stick it on after you take a shower?"

The tone of the inquiry was gentle.

She nodded involuntarily, "Yes."

She went to take off the turtleneck sweater, leaving only the light pink round neck thermal underwear.

Qiao Zhanbei asked her to sit on the sofa, went to get the shower gel and wet towel, and he sat down beside her.

Ye Mian asked curiously, "What are you doing with these?"

"It doesn't hurt when tearing off the plaster." The man said softly.

He applied a warm wet towel to the plaster on the back of her neck, felt the warmth on her stiff neck, and Ye Mian closed her eyes comfortably.

Immediately afterwards, a scent of essence permeated the air.

It smells like hotel shower gel.

Qiao Zhanbei rubbed the plaster with the slippery shower gel in his hands, and asked with concern: "Your neck is still stiff, sore and painful, isn't it?"

She is close at hand.

Smelling the warm and sweet fragrance from her body, the man's eyes were burning.

"Well, it should be fine to take more rest during the Chinese New Year." She replied softly.

"Look, it fell off, doesn't it hurt?" He asked with a faint smile, with plaster spread out in his palm.

Ye Mian happily said, "I don't feel anything at all, you just took it off!"

She turned to face him with a gentle smile, like a spring breeze, refreshing.

"Go wash up." He urged her.

After Ye Mian washed, he put on a new plaster for her, and after putting on the plaster, she was "tucked up" by him again until she blushed and her heart beat.

Back in the bedroom, Ye Mian was lying on the bed, listening to her own heartbeat, secretly despising herself.

What kind of teasing, he is a gentleman who is calm and upright, and he didn't tease her at all.

But why did he care and take care of her meticulously?

Just because of Jojo?

What else could it be?

Ye Mian closed her eyes and advised herself to go to bed quickly and stop thinking about it.

This night, she didn't fall asleep until very late.

The next day, after she finished her work, they returned to Sioux City in the afternoon.

After getting off the expressway, the car entered the urban area, and Xiao Qiaoqiao also woke up.

After sticking to her for two or three days, Qiao Qiao should get tired of it, right?It's time for her and her father to return to the capital for the New Year.

Ye Mian held the sippy cup and fed Qiao Qiao water, full of reluctance and loss.

"Qiaoqiao, Mianmian will arrive at the hotel soon. I had a great time with you these few days. When I return to the capital, I will play with you again, okay?"

Qiaoqiao shook her head, opened her small arms, and hugged her neck, "Mianmian, I want to follow you."

Ye Mian: "..."

She looked at Qiao Zhanbei helplessly.

"I can only continue to trouble you." The man smiled.

"No trouble, I'm also reluctant to part with Qiao Qiao." Ye Mian backhanded Qiao Qiao.

Qiao Zhanbei looked at her and said in his heart: Are you willing to bear me?

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Because of the application for "non-inherited person", Ye Mian will stay in Sioux City for a few days and submit various materials to the relevant departments.

For the past two days, Qiao Qiao followed her every step of the way.

Qiao Zhanbei seemed very busy and didn't come to see them all day yesterday.

On the balcony of the room, the sun was just right, Ye Mian was sitting on the sofa, holding a third-order Rubik's cube in his hand, listening to Qiao Qiao's formula, turning the Rubik's cube absent-mindedly.

"Mianmian, you made the wrong turn again." Little Qiaoqiao frowned with a serious face.

Ye Mian smiled embarrassedly, hugged her, and said coquettishly, "Mr. Qiaoqiao, can Mianmian rest for a while?"

Qiao Qiao said with an expression of "hate that iron cannot be made into steel", "you should rest."

Ye Mian immediately took her mobile phone and handed it to her, "Qiao Qiao, do you miss Dad? Send him a video and ask him where he is now and when he will come to see us."

She added Qiao Zhanbei's wechat the day before yesterday.

Qiao Qiao raised her eyebrows and shook her head, "I don't want Dad."

Ye Mian: "..."

This little girl, who hasn't seen her father for two days, actually doesn't want to, and doesn't know how to care about him.

What an airy little padded jacket.

Feeling empty, she nestled back on the sofa, looked at the wechat chat interface with Qiao Zhanbei, clicked on the video call a few times, but immediately hung up before it rang.

After dialing this time, there was a ring, and she hung up in a panic.

After a while, there was news on WeChat.

Qiao Zhanbei:?

Looking at the screen, Ye Mian was slightly stunned, is he busy?I only sent a punctuation mark, and didn't call back immediately.

Ye Mian: Qiao Qiao called just now. She hung up again because she was afraid you were busy. She said she missed you very much and asked when you would come to see her.

After editing the lie, she clicked send.

She looked at the little man who was twisting the Rubik's cube with a guilty conscience.

Soon, he returned.

Qiao Zhanbei: I still have something to do, so I'll be there later.Please tell her I miss her too.

Ye Mian repeatedly looked at the messages on the screen, trying to figure out the other party's emotions.

Looking very cold, he even used the word "please", which was polite and alienated.

Her heart couldn't help but sink.

In an instant, a strong sense of loss overwhelmed her.

Ye Mian put down the phone, picked up the pillow, hugged it in her arms, and looked out the window listlessly.

They've only known each other for a few days, why does she always think about him?

Maybe it's because he's the person she's been with the most and the longest since she lost her memory?

Apart from him, she didn't have any acquaintances in her mind, and she didn't have much contact with Gu Sasa and her aunt.

It must be like this.

In the evening, when she heard the doorbell, Ye Mian walked to open the door resentfully. Seeing the man outside through the cat's eyes, she instantly lifted her spirits.

It's Qiao Zhanbei.

She returned to the entrance mirror, tidied up her appearance, and then opened the door.

The man who hadn't seen him in the past two days was still exquisite from head to toe, with a coat over his broad shoulders and a paper bag in his hand.