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

Meng Yan did not move.

They looked at each other under the neon lights——

Meng Yan felt like she was staring into a dream, a beautiful dream she had when she was young. Her eyes were filled with tears and she almost lost her composure when she walked over.

The tips of their toes are only ten centimeters apart.

They are close at hand.

Qiao Shiyan looked at her with all the gentleness in his eyes. He spoke as if coaxing a little girl: "I'm the same crybaby as when I was in my early 20s."

Meng Yan raised her head, with a mixture of love and hate in her eyes.

Qiao Shiyan said again: "Xiao Yan, go home!"

Not his villa.

But the place where she lives, and where she will be from now on, will be his home.

Maybe she's not his.

But he belongs to her——

His body and soul belong to her from now on, and he will be loyal to her...as long as she wants it, as long as she wants it.

Qiao Shiyan's heart was agitated, but his face was gentle, like a noble man in a happy marriage.

His suit jacket draped over her shoulders

He put his arms around little Qiao Huan, let the little girl lie on his shoulder, and gently held Jin Fan's shoulder with one hand... After all these years, he finally looked like a qualified father, taking care of a pair of children.

At this moment, at this moment——

There is no painful past between them, there is no Shen family, no Shen dictionary, and no Xia Bingqing... there is only them, only them and a pair of lovely children.

It takes about an hour to walk from here to her apartment.

Half an hour later, little Qiao Huan fell asleep on her father's shoulders. Meng Yan took off her coat and put it on the child. She couldn't help but touch the white and tender face...

The lights are bright,

Qiao Shiyan looked down at her, with a man's tenderness in his eyes and a touch of unnoticeable desire.

For four years, there has never been a woman by his side, how could he not want to?

……

Starlight explores the road and neon lights pave the ground.

At 10 o'clock in the night, she finally arrived at Meng Yan's apartment. Without disturbing her aunt, she asked Qiao Shiyan to carry Xiao Qiaohuan into her bedroom.

The place where she lives has always been elegant and lightly decorated.

Qiao Shiyan put Xiao Qiaohuan on the bed.

He was used to taking care of children. He took off his coat for the little one and took off his little skirt and folded it on the pillow. The big head and small body looked cute. Jinfan ran back to his room and took a navy blue t-shirt. Come over: "This is for my sister to wear to bed."

Qiao Shiyan couldn't help but praise him.

Qiao Shiyan put pajamas on Xiao Qiaohuan, while Qiao Jinfan watched with envy. He thought Qiao Huan was as cute as a little rag doll, with black hair and some curly hair, and she looked delicate and noble.

He asked his father softly: "Can my sister live here forever?"

Under the crystal lamp, Qiao Jinyan raised his eyes and looked at Meng Yan. There was a hint of romance in his eyes that was hard to detect, but when he spoke to Jin Fan, he looked serious: "It depends on your mother! Mom is willing to remarry dad. , I will move in with my sister tomorrow."

Jinfan pursed his lips and smiled.

He lay beside the bed and couldn't help but touch the curly black hair. He sighed in his heart that it looked like a little baby.

……

Meng Yan went to the kitchen and made Qiao Shiyan a cup of tea.

When making tea,

She couldn't help but think that she should leave after he finished a cup of tea. They were now ex-husbands, and it was really inappropriate for him to stay here in the middle of the night.

Just as she was thinking, her body was hugged by a man.

There was a slight sound, and the sliding door of the kitchen was gently closed.

His palms were scorching hot and he touched her slender waist, as if he wanted to touch her body thoroughly. While touching, he whispered in her ear: "Are you comfortable?"

"Qiao Shiyan, what are you doing?"

Meng Yan's body was limp and she was forced to lie down on the sink. The tea on the side was still simmering, making a puffing sound, covering up her uncontrollable humming.

She has a thin back and slim waist,

Qiao Shiyan couldn't help but touch into Chonggong's embroidered skirt. Everywhere he touched it was like tender tofu, making him unable to put it down.

In the narrow little world, his rapid breathing revealed his excitement and forbearance.

Just touching it like this,

He is neither satisfied nor satisfied.

He turned the person around and pressed his body against it, which was hot from the fire.

Each other's bodies have been idle for four years. If they are touching each other through thin clothing, there is no way they can feel it...

Qiao Shiyan's dark eyes were deep.

He took her red lips in his mouth, changed the angle, and kissed her.

After the kiss, I couldn't help but kiss again.

Meng Yan was trembling in his arms, and she was also a little unbearable.

She didn't forget that he had a girlfriend now.

Qiao Shiyan leaned against her ear and teased her impatiently: "Xiao Yan, I don't believe you will forget the feeling of us being together before... Just touch and see, you will know how much I miss you. ”

Meng Yan refused, but he grabbed her hand and forced her to feel it.

His eyes looked like he wanted to swallow her whole.

It was probably too exciting. He grabbed her hand and said those dirty words on the bed: "Have you ever done it with anyone else? How about me? Xiaoyan, tell me...huh?"

Meng Yan naturally refused to say anything.

Qiao Shiyan's Adam's apple twitched and his eyes were unfathomable.

At this moment, his cell phone in his trouser pocket rang. It was Xia Bingqing calling.

Xia Bingqing's voice was filled with tears: "Brother, save me! Someone wants to kill me!"

In the narrow kitchen,

The lights are dim and the atmosphere is really charming...

Qiao Shiyan wanted to kill Xia Bingqing, but who called her his sister? He stared at Meng Yan with his dark eyes and asked the person on the phone: "Who is so bold?"

After a long while, Xia Bingqing carefully spoke out the name.

Qiao Shiyan almost crushed his phone.

His voice was also cold: "You don't mess with anyone. If you mess with someone named Zhou, is that someone you can afford to mess with? Don't move there...I'll come right away."

After hanging up the phone, he looked down at Meng Yan.

Almost instantly, their bodies went cold. The eagerness of thunder from the sky and fire from the earth just now was like a ridiculous dream...

Meng Yan didn't pretend to be stupid, she asked directly: "Is it her number?"

Qiao Shiyan hummed softly.

In fact, he could explain it to her now, but after thinking about it, he didn't make it clear to her.

Meng Yan held his arm to stand upright.

She turned her back and poured away the brewed tea. She slowly washed the cup, her voice even colder: "Then you go! Come pick up Xiao Qiao Huan tomorrow morning... Of course, she can stay here for a few more days. OK."

Qiao Shiyan was reluctant to leave.

He straightened his shirt belt, leaned into her ear and asked softly: "Are you angry?"

Meng Yan was really embarrassed.

She looked down at the cup in her hand and said mockingly: "No! Just pretend that what just happened never happened. Come over quickly. The little girl is so anxious that she is about to cry."

She looks strong, but is actually angry and jealous.

How could Qiao Shiyan not see it?

He couldn't help but hugged her, rubbed her soft feminine body, and stated in a low voice: "Xiaoyan, actually you still like me... don't you?"