Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

Qi Jingan replied quickly: "What are you worried about? Of course I don't take this kind of speculative news to heart."

Ling Yue'er snorted coldly: "I don't know who it is, because En Hao said he likes it, but he didn't even listen to it, so he became jealous."

"Yes, who is it? It's not me anyway."

Ling Yueer: "..."

Seeing that the hot search was withdrawn at the speed of light, she no longer worried about it, and was busy with the original painting design all afternoon.

In the evening Qi Jingan came back very early, the two had dinner together, nestled on the sofa and were busy with their own affairs.

The atmosphere is uncommonly warm and comfortable.

But there are always people who are not good enough to disturb.

Ling Yue'er looked at Qi Jingan's cell phone that rang from time to time, and felt that it was an eyesore.

Qi Jingan seemed to have sensed her dissatisfaction, so he switched to mute.

She also felt that he was chatting with Chen Xuan without telling her.

Ling Yue'er leaned over and glanced at his phone screen out of the corner of her eye.

There were a few messages in the work group, Cheng Wen also sent some, and finally Chen Xuan sent a voice message.

Qi Jingan opened without avoiding suspicion, and the sound was loud.

"Brother, save me!"

When Qi Jingan heard this, he was obviously taken aback.

The voice was very noisy, with obvious panting sounds, as if he was avoiding someone's pursuit.

You can hear the panic in the tone, mixed with crying and helplessness, it doesn't seem like a joke.

There was only one sentence in the voice, and it was not sent again after that.

Qi Jingan called her back, but she didn't get through.

After hesitating for a while, the two looked at each other.

Ling Yueer asked, "Aren't you going to save her?"

"No."

Qi Jingan sent the screenshot to Chen Jiaming, and then threw the phone aside.

He took off one of Ling Yue'er's earplugs, and after hearing the familiar music, his expression gradually softened.

The playlist just happened to be a melodious, passionate and romantic piano piece.

It was Ling Yue'er's favorite piece, and it was also the piece Qi Jingan had listened to the most.

When she first got married, she always liked to play this song in the bathroom, take a bath, and rest with her eyes closed.

They also used to have fun together in this song.

Maybe it's because of the songs that I can't get tired of listening to, but I don't know when, she seldom plays songs in the shower, and he always falls asleep after taking a hasty shower.

"It's been a long time since I heard it, and I suddenly miss it." He sighed.

Ling Yue'er blinked: "I've been listening to it a lot. I'll get tired of listening to it too much, but after a while, I still think it sounds good."

Qi Jingan asked belatedly: "You always liked to play songs in the bath before, why didn't you play them later?"

Ling Yueer was stunned.

"I used to be too tired, and taking a bath took more time. If you take a bath now, you can watch more videos. The volume is not so loud for fear of disturbing you."

Speaking of this, Ling Yue'er said embarrassedly: "I used to be a little ignorant, playing songs in the middle of the night, and playing so loudly, did it disturb you?"

This matter was reminded by the aunt at home.

She often returns home after work, and it is already late at night.

In a quiet environment, the sound transmission is particularly clear.

Even if the sound insulation in the bathroom is good, it can't stop Ling Yueer from turning up the volume.

The piano melody was strong and sometimes weak, illusory and ethereal, which scared my aunt into thinking it was haunted.

It was a joke, and Ling Yueer didn't realize it until later.

"Why bother me?"

Qi Jingan patted her on the head with some amusement, "I think your taste is very good, and I think all the songs you like are good."

"Sometimes after work, I'm too lazy to sing. Listening to the songs in your bathroom can be regarded as a relaxing pastime."

"Really?"

Ling Yueer was a little surprised.

There is also some indescribable happiness.

She raised her eyes to look at Qi Jingan, his finely carved silhouette, under the dim light, was as perfect as a god alive.

The song just turned to a light and pleasant love song.

The air was filled with pink bubbles.

The mood seems to follow the melody and become sweeter.

I can never get tired of listening to my favorite songs, how can the people I like never get tired of listening to them?
She couldn't help but wonder.

Maybe it's because Qi Jingan's looks are too eye-catching, and he happened to hit every one of her preferences, which made her unable to control her heart, and was captured irresistibly again and again.

Probably hopeless.

Ling Yue'er lamented helplessly in her heart.

She couldn't help getting closer, and even kissed Qi Jingan proactively.

"I really like you."

"How can you know that you may not love me, but still want to love this person so much?"

I thought about it over and over again.

Qi Jingan hugged her tightly, and stroked her waist with his fingers.

His kiss was tender and lingering, making her completely addicted to it.

After the song ended, Qi Jingan let her go.

He stroked Ling Yue'er's red and swollen lips with his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Did you know? The song that is playing now actually has a sad story."

"What?" Ling Yueer was at a loss.

Looking at her with glaze-colored shallow eyes, there is a magical power to bewitch people's hearts.

Anyone hooked by these eyes would be addicted to it.

"This song is a love song written by an old man to his dead wife. His wife died in an earthquake. After 40 years of death, the old man has not remarried. He has been thinking about his dead wife all his life, and finally wrote this song."

"When Dad left, my mind was full of you in the hospital. I almost didn't dare to think about how I would survive the rest of my life if you left."

"Yue'er, I don't want to regret after losing it. No matter what happens in the future, don't hide it from me, okay? I believe we can face all setbacks and tribulations together."

He spoke sincerely, with a gentle tone that was outrageous.

"Baby, I really love you, I can't lose you."

Ling Yue'er almost blurted out, confessing everything she had concealed.

She opened her mouth and hesitated.

What I said was only a pale "I love you too".

Only then did she realize it.

Their relationship can never go back to the past.

She still loves him, but suspicions abound in her heart, and she begins to keep her own little thoughts.

"You just speak nicely."

Ling Yue'er's mood became depressed, and she murmured in her heart: "The me you love is just the innocent little girl who once said a few nice words, and she was so happy. If I said everything in my head now, you It probably only annoys me for being too scheming."

"But I wasn't like this in the beginning, why did I become like this?"

She buried her head in Qi Jingan's chest, and complained, "Why do I like you so much?"

Qi Jingan smiled lowly: "Because I treat you the best in the world?"

"Hmph, you are not good to me. There are too many bad things, and there are too many things to work hard on!"

Laughing and laughing, a vibration interrupted them.

Qi Jingan took back his phone and connected to Chen Jiaming's call.

"Brother, the person you introduced to Xiaoxuan before did a lot of harm to Xiaoxuan. She was beaten up, and now she is crying in the hospital and refuses to go home, so you need to come pick her up."

Qi Jingan frowned: "Hua Yuanqing? What's going on?"