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

Meng Yan is painting in the gallery.

Outside the door, there was a knock from the secretary: "Mr. Meng, Mrs. Shen who came back last time wants to see you."

Meng Yan was startled for a moment and looked outside.

The person standing at the door was indeed Zhao Jingwan, but she was much less clear than last time, and there was a trace of sadness in her brows that could not be eliminated, which made it very unsatisfactory.

Meng Yan didn't want to see her,

But she also knew that Zhao Jingwan would not give up if she didn't meet him. In the end, she chose to meet Zhao Jingwan in a coffee shop.

Two cups of hand-ground coffee, full of aroma.

Two equally elegant women sat across from each other. If it weren't for Shen Cishu, they would never have crossed paths in their lives.

In the end, it was Zhao Jingwan who spoke first: "You look good, you must be doing well."

Meng Yan said calmly: "It's not bad!"

She was cold and the atmosphere was tense for a while.

Zhao Jingwan lowered her head and stirred the coffee gently. Her tone was full of helplessness and compromise: "I understand! Only when you return to Shen's house will Dishu really make up his mind to return to the family, and he will not run out again. Only when Chenchen and Xixi were young did they have a father..."

She held Meng Yan's hand: "Chenchen and Xixi are very cute. You will like them when you meet them! They are also related to you by blood."

Zhao Jingwan showed weakness and played the family card.

She had weighed it, and there would be no substantial changes if Meng Yan returned home, but Shen Cishu would come back, and he could only take a look and not really do anything, and Meng Yan would not agree to it.

As long as he comes home, she doesn't care about it.

But Meng Yan disagreed.

Just when she was about to refuse, her arm was pulled up by a strong male hand and dragged behind him.

It's Qiao Shiyan.

Qiao Shiyan condescended and sneered at Zhao Jingwan: "You have a serious brain disease! You can't take care of your husband by yourself, so you want Meng Yan to take care of it for you? Did Meng Yan eat the Shen family's rice or drink the Shen family's broth? You have always been the losers in the Shen family, shouldn't you be punished?"

Zhao Jingwan was shaking with anger.

Qiao Shiyan flashed his fist at her: "Didn't you get enough punches last time?"

There was a loud sound of gasping all around.

Sitting in the car, Meng Yan felt sweet in her heart, but she pretended to blame: "You were too rude just now, why are everyone around looking at us?"

Qiao Shiyan flashed his white teeth: "They envy you for finding a good man! He is handsome and has good physical strength. He can serve you until you scream at night..."

Meng Yan blushed like blood and felt that he was shameless.

He leaned over to fasten her seat belt and asked in a low voice: "What did I say wrong? You screamed so loudly that night...you screamed so thinly and charmingly that I lost my soul."

Meng Yan:......

With a click, Qiao Shiyan fastened the seat belt for her. He looked up at her and asked worriedly: "You won't be soft-hearted, will you?"

Meng Yan shook her head slightly: "No!"

Qiao Shiyan was relieved. If he was in a good mood, he asked again: "Between me and the Shen family, why did you choose me?"

"Do I have to answer?"

"Xiao Yan, I want to hear it. Tell me."

……

Meng Yan looked straight ahead and said without fear of death: "Compared to the Shenmen Courtyard of the Shen family, I think you, although your limbs are well-developed and your mind is a little simpler, you are much more open-minded in your actions."

Qiao Shiyan stared at her with deep black eyes.

Simple-minded brawn.

His cigarette can really talk!

But Qiao Shiyan held back. He didn't refute a word. He drove smoothly and held her hand from time to time, looking gentle and considerate like a good husband.

But after the black Cullinan drove into the villa, it did not park on the open-air parking lot. Instead, it went directly to the basement. The car suddenly went downhill. Before Meng Yan could recover, the basement door was locked. No, the servants at home can't come in.

Meng Yan did not doubt it.

She unbuckled her seat belt and was about to get out of the car, but the man grabbed her waist and hugged him directly... and then the seat was folded flat.

He was lying down and she was sitting on his waist, always a bit wandering.

It's dark inside the car,

Qiao Shiyan touched her delicate face gently, and his voice was hoarse: "Just now, you said that my limbs are well-developed? Are my limbs well-developed like this?"

Meng Yan's face immediately turned red.

He is really, obviously over 40, but he really wants it anytime, anywhere.

The dark suit pants with the proud curved bulge are the most fragrant temptation for women... What's more, he holds her little hand and lets her experience the goodness of his man.

He held her red lips in his mouth and kissed her with an even deeper voice: "Xiao Yan, I just want to develop my limbs now, can you do it for me?"

Qiao Shiyan has a hobby.

When he does this kind of thing, he also likes to say some shameful words while doing it, but as a woman, Meng Yan is not disgusted with it. Not only is she not disgusted, but the feeling will come faster.

At this time, they were alone.

The space is absolutely private, not to mention it is such an exciting place. A shy person like Meng Yan finally lets go...

Her long black hair spreads over her thin white back.

Ripple gently...

In the midst of those intoxicating ups and downs, she raised her head and bit her red lips, but still couldn't restrain herself from uttering a lover's murmur... Fine sweat filled her hairline, exuding a faint brilliance in the darkness.

Qiao Shiyan's Adam's apple couldn't stop rolling.

He stared at her expression in fascination, staring at her fragrant female body, and couldn't help but admire: "Xiao Yan, you are so beautiful!"

……

Meng Yan had dinner in the bedroom.

In the basement, the fire of love burned for a whole hour.

When Qiao Shiyan carried her upstairs, her whole body was sore. The satisfied man kissed the corner of her mouth and said softly: "Have a rest for a while! I'll bring dinner."

Meng Yan was thin-skinned. She was afraid that the servant would look at her, so she insisted on going downstairs.

Qiao Shiyan stopped her and said nonchalantly: "We have a legitimate relationship. It's normal to have sex occasionally on special occasions. The servants in the house are all elderly... and don't talk too much."

Besides, he was strict in running the family, so they didn't dare to talk too much.

Only then did Meng Yan lie down.

This night, Qiao Shiyan took care of the children.

In the early morning, he personally drove the two children to school. Meng Yan admired his "well-developed limbs", but she thought that she would not tease him casually in the future. She was the one who suffered.

After Qiao Shiyan sent Jinfan off, he was ready to go to the company.

Last night, he was completely satisfied and in a very good mood. He was talking to Meng Yan while driving, but at the intersection ahead, he wanted to step on the brakes, but found that the brakes failed...

Cold sweat instantly covered my back.

There were cars coming and going at the intersection, including some large vehicles. If he wasn't careful, he would be shattered to pieces.

A big car came in front.

It's going to hit in two seconds.

Qiao Shiyan tightened his grip on the steering wheel. He made a decision in a split second. The steering wheel turned sharply and he pressed hard against the wall on the right...

The car body rubs against the wall and sparks fly!