The cold-blooded president chased his wife to the crematorium after the divorce

In the dim light, the man's face appeared particularly clear.

His handsome face exudes an irresistible charm, and his coolness exudes a charming aura that makes people want to get closer.

The man slowly took off his coat, got into bed, and carefully held the person in his arms. His movements were gentle and warm, as if the woman in his arms was the most precious treasure in the world.

Li Jingxing hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to integrate her into his life.

He gently stroked her hair with his fingers, feeling her softness and warmth, and he pressed his face against her shoulder, smelling her scent and feeling her breath.

The man closed his eyes tiredly, enjoying the tranquility and peace of mind at this moment.

Li Jingxing had a lot of things piled up on him during this period of time. After he finished dealing with them, he couldn't wait to find Qiao Yan. He hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.

At this moment, the man seemed to have forgotten everything. Everything in the world was no longer important, only she was everything to him.

He loved her and he was willing to do anything for her, even sacrifice his own life.

He didn't want to lose her, didn't want anyone to take her away from him.

Qiao Yan slept restlessly, with her brows furrowed as if she had had a terrible nightmare.

Li Jingxing tightened his arms as if he wanted to keep her in his arms forever, and raised his hand to smooth the sadness between her brows.

"Qiao Qiao." The man called her in a low voice, gently stroking the woman's back.

The woman in his arms moaned like a cat, and when she smelled the familiar scent of the man, she subconsciously wanted to arch her body away.

Li Jingxing pulled her back and held her tightly in his arms. The man's voice was low and magnetic: "Don't move, go to sleep obediently."

The man's voice was as gentle as water, and it was another side of him that outsiders could not see.

Li Jingxing felt much more at ease when he held the man in his arms. The man soon closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day.

Li Jingxing slept until eleven o'clock in the morning before waking up. He hadn't slept so soundly for a long time. Men's biological clock usually wakes up at six o'clock in the morning.

The man woke up and found the woman in his arms was still sleeping. He lowered his head with the corners of his lips slightly upturned and a faint smile in his eyes.

Li Jingxing's fingers wandered over Qiao Yan's face, as if playing a beautiful piano piece, and his eyes were full of tenderness and love.

Qiao Yan was awakened by being harassed. When she opened her eyes, she met the man's affectionate eyes smiling at her.

Qiao Yan was stunned for a moment.

This seemed to tell her that she was the most important person in his life and that he loved her.

"Qiao Qiao, let's have a baby?"

Under the man's high nose bridge, his lips were slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible smile, which made people wonder what he felt at the moment.

When Qiao Yan heard this, she felt a chill growing on the soles of her feet, and her whole body stiffened in Li Jingxing's arms.

He actually wanted to use a child to tie her down?

For the first time, Qiao Yan felt the horror of the man in front of her.

The man saw her pale face and the smile on her face suddenly disappeared. He said in a low voice: "You don't want to?"

Of course she doesn't want to!

Qiao Yan turned her head away: "I don't want to have a baby."

Her face showed naked disgust: "I don't like children."

Li Jingxing held her arm tightly, his heart sinking suddenly.

The man's eyes were as dark as ink, filled with an incomparable paranoia and horror. He stared into her eyes and asked word by word, "Do you hate children?"

He grabbed her arm tightly and asked coldly, "You still don't want to give birth to a child for me?"