The boss is chasing after the chaebol’s ex-wife, but you can’t afford it

The night is like ink, and the moon is on the tip of the head.

Back at the villa, Shen Jingjue went to the study to handle the group's official business. Tang Qiaoer took a bath alone. After a simple skin care, she didn't even dry her hair, so she stood on the window sill, lost in thought in the wind.

She thought about what Shen Jingzhe had said over and over again, chewing every word carefully.

This man is so intriguing.

She prides herself on being good at reading people's hearts. When Xie Jinhuan was so attentive to her and had such a perfect personality, she had torn his hypocritical face to pieces.

But she could not feel a trace of hostility in Shen Jingzhe, who was as gentle and elegant as a refreshing breeze.

What she didn't expect even more was that he actually tried the medicine himself for the first appearance.

Even if his thoughts are not that pure, the bet is too high...

Tang Qiaoer's eyebrows were furrowed and she was thinking a lot.

Shen Jingzhe, what kind of person are you...

Suddenly, a hug full of hot tenderness hugged her from behind, and his arms wrapped tightly around her waist.

"Little lazy cat, you don't even have to dry your hair when I'm not here, huh?"

Shen Jingjue came behind her at some point, and put his chin on her shoulder blade. The heat from his breath sprayed on her neck, burning the bright white skin, "Why do you have a cold? You feel uncomfortable, My heart aches too.”

"When did you come here? You scared me." Tang Qiaoer gently curled her lips, which made her a little itchy. She shrank her shoulders like a kitten in his arms.

"What are you thinking about? You're so lost in thought." The man kissed her earlobe.

"Miss you big brother."

Tang Qiaoer's eyes were still a little blank, and she blurted out without thinking.

Shen Jing felt that his heart suddenly fell from the gentle land to the thorn bush. His eyes darkened, and the original kiss turned into a bite, as if he was punishing her.

"Well, it hurts a little... ah!"

Tang Qiaoer was suddenly pulled over by the man domineeringly, and her chin was immediately grabbed, meeting his peach blossom eyes as deep as the dark night.

Moist, red, and thrilling.

Just looking into his eyes, Tang Qiaoer felt that her bones were weak and her waist was weak, and her shoulders were trembling slightly.

"Qiao'er, who did you say you were thinking about just now?" Shen Jing felt his chest rise and fall violently, and his voice became hoarse and hoarse.

"You, you know I didn't mean it... ugh!"

The scorching kiss fiercely blocked her lips, and drove straight in, conquering the city.

The tip of Tang Qiaoer's tongue was sore and numb due to Shen Jingjue, and rational tears were flowing from the end of her eyes. Her lower back was pressed against the balcony railing, unable to move at all.

She found that Shen Jingjue was a little crazy tonight, and she couldn't help feeling worried.

But before she had time to think about it, she was kissed until she was dazed and dizzy. The only rose silk nightgown she had left on her body slid down tremblingly down her smooth and beautiful back, and got stuck between their tight waists.

Under the silver moonlight, her flawless white body was like a cluster of delicate and soft stamens when a flower bloomed, slowly stretching between the man's fiery chest.

Shen Jing felt that the last string in his mind was broken.

His big, calloused hands were mercilessly squeezing the left side, while the right side was held in his mouth.

"Don't...I...I just washed..." Tang Qiaoer's snow neck couldn't help but tilted back, pleasure and pain intertwined.

"Wash it again and I'll wash it for you."

Shen Jingjue clasped her wet waist. The white shirt on her upper body was so crisp that there were no wrinkles, but her trousers had been taken off.

I couldn't help but couldn't wait to join her and gallop furiously...

Tang Qiaoer's beautiful eyes were filled with water, her arms were trembling on the back of his neck, and her body as white and tender as porcelain fell one after another.

The cool night breeze hit her back, creating a love world of ice and fire, stimulating and torturing.

"Shocked...shocked...I'm cold..."

Tang Qiaoer was covered in sweat, but her lips were trembling. She looked at his uncontrollable eyes begging for mercy, "Let's go to bed... let's go to bed, okay?"

"Do you still miss him? Do you still miss him? Huh?" Shen Jingjue's eyes turned red and he moved her, answering the question inappropriately.

He thought he was crazy.

After enduring it all night, from the moment he saw Tang Qiaoer and Shen Jingzhe together, his soul struggled repeatedly in the cold body and suffered a lot.

He remembered that in front of his elder brother, he smiled against his will and said things he didn't mean.

God knows how much he wanted to snatch Qiao'er away at that moment and hide her as deeply as possible so that Shen Jingzhe wouldn't be allowed to look at her again!

Qiao'er is his and his alone.

"I don't want to... I don't want to anymore..." Tang Qiao'er's voice was soft and broken, and she was already crying.

They had been together for a long time, and they had done it countless times, and never once had Shen Jingjue been so unkind, never once had she been so wronged.

"Qiao'er, you are mine... don't look at him anymore, you can only look at me!"

It wasn't until they reached their peak that Shen Jingjue picked up the little woman who had softened into water and returned to the room.

On the bed, he wanted to have it again, but Tang Qiaoer trembled and slapped him gently on the cheek:

"I hate it... no more... you bully others. I hate you so much tonight!"

This time, it didn't hurt at all, just like a caress.

But it completely woke up the man who was immersed in jealousy and lust.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Qiao'er...it's all my husband's fault. I won't do this again next time, I swear."

Shen Jing felt that his heartbeat was very heavy, and he held her tightly in his arms with regret, apologizing over and over again.

"I know...what are you afraid of..."

Tang Qiaoer closed her eyes lightly and scratched his strong back with her fingertips, as if to comfort her, "Jingxue, don't be afraid... I am you.

I will always...be yours. "

……

That night, Tang Qiaoer slept deeply.

But Shen Jingjue was half asleep and half awake, feeling very uneasy.

After finally waiting until dawn, seeing that the little woman showed no signs of waking up, Shen Jingjue did not dare to disturb her. He quietly got up to wash up, change clothes, and go to the study to sort out materials and prepare for the morning remote video conference.

At nine o'clock, the meeting started and lasted three hours. Shen Jingjue tried his best to listen carefully, but he was still distracted.

After finally finishing the meeting and returning to the room, Tang Qiaoer still hadn't woken up.

His wife is usually very self-disciplined. Even if the two of them had too much fun the night before, she would get up early the next day, exercise, wash up, and put on makeup.

Shen Jingjue was confused and sat on the edge of the bed. As soon as his hand touched her round shoulder, he shrank back in fear.

So hot!

"Qiao'er? Qiao'er?"

He turned over her body and saw that her face was flushed, so he hurriedly touched her forehead.

Shockingly hot!

The lover lying next to him had a high fever all night, but he didn't realize it until now!

"Hmm...cold...so cold..." Tang Qiaoer moaned weakly, her mouth slurred from the fever.

Shen Jing felt that his heart was burning, and he hurriedly found another velvet blanket, wrapped the little woman into a rice dumpling, and covered himself in it, but Tang Qiaoer still complained that she was cold.