No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

Meng Yan gently closed her eyes,

She whispered: "It's inappropriate. Qiao Shiyan, let me go!"

He refused to let go.

The lean lines of her arms stretched out, clinging to her white body, lingering on the dark gray sheets... The woman's occasional struggles also disappeared between the bed sheets.

Her black hair was piled all over her body, rippling with slight ups and downs, which was extremely tempting.

Qiao Shiyan stared at her with sexy black eyes.

He came closer, slowly searched for her lips, and kissed her deeply——

He didn't close his eyes, he kept staring at her and watching every change in her expression. When she softened slightly, he half-propelled his body, all the muscles in his body were tangled, and he held her waist with one hand and pressed it against him, causing her to sigh.

She lowered her eyes, obviously condescending yet vulnerable.

Qiao Shiyan kissed her neck to neck.

Outside the window, the banana leaves looked fresh and delicate under the night light.

After the kiss, she leaned up and down on his shoulder, feeling guilty that she shouldn't...

"What are you thinking about?"

Qiao Shiyan leaned against the bed, still holding her slender waist, but did not go any further and just touched her like that. He looked down at her and saw only a mess of black hair and a slightly loose collar.

His breathing was a little ragged.

The small bedroom was filled with the scent of milk from Xiao Qiao Huan's body, diluting the love and desire between men and women.

Meng Yan shook her head slightly.

She didn't want to speak, let alone what to say. It seemed more pretentious to struggle out of bed at this time. She didn't want to move and just lay on his shoulder...

Qiao Shiyan understands women after all.

He said no more.

He turned sideways and covered Xiao Qiao Huan's quilt, then pulled up his coat and put it on Meng Yan's shoulders, letting her lean against him, and the two fell asleep together in a blur.

I don’t know how long the nap will be.

Maybe it was a moment, or maybe two or three hours, but they never thought that this brief embrace would be the only tender memory in the next few years...

When I woke up, the sky was already glowing with fish belly white.

People are softer.

Meng Yan's voice was hoarse: "I'll cook some millet porridge for Xiao Qiao Huan and make an egg yolk."

Qiao Shiyan held her down.

His Adam's apple couldn't stop rolling: "Do you feel sorry for me?"

Meng Yan did not reply, no matter how he answered, he looked embarrassed——

The sky is slightly bright.

She was busy in the kitchen of his small apartment.

They got married that year, and his finances have always been good after their marriage. Even if she wanted to cook for him, she would still work in a large kitchen of at least 100 square meters. There would always be a few servants to help. It was not like now that she was the only one, only A small place where you can bump into each other as soon as you turn around.

Meng Yan's thin waist was hugged from behind.

Qiao Shiyan leaned close to her and rubbed her ears. His voice was even more sexy and husky, unique to mature men: "Let's take the kids out to have a meal on Friday! Don't Jinfan really want to see his sister? ?”

Meng Yan didn't stop.

"Then you should let me raise Qiao Huan."

Qiao Shiyan did not answer directly. He had just taken a shower and changed into a clean shirt and trousers. His body was fresh and smelled good. He stretched out his arms to hold her slender body in his arms. What he said It was even more vague: "I have something to tell you that day."

Meng Yan did not agree.

She softly asked him to go out first, saying that he was disturbing her work——

Qiao Shiyan was not a man who did not know how to be romantic. A woman doing housework in his house, even if it was for the sake of the children, was still close enough, not to mention that they were hugging and kissing on the bed just now.

He didn't bother her anymore and just told her about the place, which was a very high-end lakeside restaurant.

Meng Yan said quietly that she would consider it.

He let her go, walked to the window in the hall, picked up a cigarette and played with it between his fingertips. He looked at the sky outside and a fresh green banana leaf outside the window...

In the early morning, dew rolls gently on the banana leaves.

Clear and translucent.

He took out another check from his trouser pocket, the amount was 5000 million, which was all his accumulation in the past six months.

He invited Meng Yan to dinner,

He wanted to give this to her to support her and raise their two children.

Yes, he wanted to give Xiao Qiao Huan to her to raise.

He thought that if what Xiaoyan wanted was a relationship of complete equality and respect, then he would be willing to give it to her. Not only would he give her the child, he would also actively treat and recuperate, and wait until he recovers his health before working hard to start a career... ...If she still wanted him at that time, he would promise her a lifetime of happiness.

Qiao Shiyan's heart had never been so full.

He was confused a lot.

He also thought about bad things——

In case his body couldn't bear it anymore, he would say sorry to her before he died, saying I'm sorry Xiao Yan, your peaceful life was disrupted by me.

Behind him, there was a sound of footsteps, and it was Meng Yan coming out of the kitchen.

She looked at his back and said softly: "The millet porridge is hot in the pot. Try to eat the egg yolks while they are tender. I fried two more eggs and a bowl of noodles... Zhang Ma is not here, please find someone to take care of her as soon as possible. ”

Qiao Shiyan turned around.

He looked at her face: "I'll ask Secretary Jin to find someone! Let's have breakfast together before leaving."

Meng Yan refused, so she said softly: "I'm not worried that Jinfan is still at home."

She looked towards the bedroom, feeling reluctant to leave, but she still put on her coat and prepared to leave.

Qiao Shiyan grabbed her hand and said, "Let's have dinner together that day!"

Meng Yan lowered her head and changed her shoes. She changed her shoes very slowly. After a while, she hummed softly and agreed...

Qiao Shiyan felt relieved, and the look in his eyes when he looked at her was obviously different.

He wanted to be intimate with her,

But Meng Yan refused.

She looked down at the toes of her shoes and spoke in a low voice: "Qiao Shiyan, I know what you mean! I'll get back to you in a week...a week."

Meng Yan left in a hurry.

It wasn't until she sat in the car that she realized she had lost all strength.

She is not just an ignorant little girl. She also understands her own heart. She no longer rejects Qiao Shiyan no matter physically or psychologically. Maybe it's because he takes good care of Xiao Qiaohuan, or maybe it's because of his several times. A gentleman, she knew her heart was quietly relieved.

Meng Yan leaned back on the chair and smiled lightly and bitterly.

After a while, she stepped on the accelerator and drove towards Shen's house.

……

Early in the morning, Shen's house was shrouded in dew.

In the courtyard, servants were sweeping in twos and threes, and the sound of sweeping was soft and rustling, adding a hint of fireworks to the newly awakened house.

Meng Yan was about to go back to his room.

A cleaning servant stopped her and pointed to a pink glazed palace lantern hanging on the laurel tree: "Miss, this is broken... Do you still want it?"

Meng Yan stepped forward and took off the lamp, which was the one that Qiao Shiyan broke that night.

The servant quietly withdrew.

Meng Yan looked down at the broken and pieced-together lamp. She remembered Qiao Shiyan's words just now. He said he had something to tell her -

She knew he wanted to get back together.

However, can a broken lamp be put back together, and can a broken relationship be put back together?

Meng Yan stood silently under the laurel tree for a long time,

She was about to leave when a gentle and cold voice came from behind: "Are you soft-hearted? You want to make things right with him again... right?"

Meng Yan turned around and was surprised: "Dictionary?"

Shen Cishu walked up to her and took the broken lamp from her hand. He looked at the faint kiss mark left by the man on her delicate neck. When she left last night, he knew that she was looking for Qiao Shiyan. .

She stayed away all night, spending time with the man who had betrayed her.

They went to bed...

Shen Cishu's tone had a hint of coolness that he had never seen before. He had always been gentle and gentle, and he didn't seem to be so sharp now. He stared into her eyes and asked: "When we were in Xiangshi, it was the physiological needs of men and women. Last night... …Is it a true show of affection?”

Meng Yan almost forgot to breathe: "Dictionary! Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Know!"

The breeze ruffled his hair and blurred each other's eyes, making his next words smoother, "Of course I know what I'm talking about! Meng Yan, since he can do it, then why can't I..."

Meng Yan's pupils dilated.

She interrupted him and stopped him from talking: "Shen Cishu, you are crazy!"

Shen Cishu stared into her eyes and said word by word: "Meng Yan, listen up, I'm not crazy!"

He is not crazy, but Mr. Shen is going crazy.

A slap fell on Shen Cishu's face.

That was his most beloved grandson, the one he had never been willing to lift a finger on, the one he was most proud of... But now he said this as if he had lost his mind. Shocking to the world.

Mr. Shen pointed at his nose and looked at Meng Yan again.

"You two get to the study!"

After he finished speaking, he left first.

Perhaps he was too shocked and disappointed, but Mr. Shen's legs refused to obey him and he staggered two steps.

In the courtyard, the morning dew fell to the ground, breaking and making no sound.

Meng Yan's body felt cold...