Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

Qi Jingan raised his eyebrows: "Don't you need a scrub service?"

"No, really no need."

Ling Yue'er pushed him out, and was almost suffocated by the fog in the shower room. She really didn't want to try again.

Wherever Qi Jing'an is present, there will always be an inexplicable development in an ambiguous direction.

After taking a shower, I feel refreshed.

She was much more energetic, but she still looked haggard.

Ling Yue'er lowered her head and wiped her hair, Qi Jingan took the towel and pressed it little by little to absorb the water droplets on her hair.

"Lie on the bed, I'll dry your hair for you." He said casually.

"You are the patient, how can I occupy your bed?"

Ling Yue'er wanted to dry her hair by herself.

Just blow your hair.

She can do it herself.

Let Qi Jingan do everything, what does it look like.

But Qi Jingan said stubbornly: "You said earlier that I could draw big cakes, but from now on you just wait for me to help you with everything."

"The big cake I said has two different meanings from what you understand."

She wanted to explain, but he didn't want to listen.

Qi Jingan pressed her shoulders to let her lie on his lap, the warm wind blew through the hair, his cool fingertips stroked the scalp, and parted the wet long hair along the roots.

Well, since he insists.

Ling Yue'er thought helplessly, why not if he was willing to serve her, and it was indeed quite comfortable to do so.

The tiredness and uneasiness seemed to be smoothed away, Ling Yue'er's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she fell asleep just like that while hugging his waist.

The sun sets early in autumn, and it will get dark if you don't pay attention.

Ling Yue'er woke up with sleepy eyes, and in her sleep, her dishonest hands stretched into the hospital gown, wrapping tightly around Qi Jingan's thin waist.

He sat on the bed with his big hands on her head.

The familiar smell brought her a sense of stability and solidity, and the arms across his waist felt the ups and downs of his breathing, as well as the tense muscles.

She felt her hands were hot and trembling.

"Are you awake?" Qi Jingan's voice was hoarse and deep.

"Ah."

Ling Yueer quickly withdrew her hand, glanced at the time, and said in surprise: "It's already six o'clock?"

"That's right, it's time to start eating right after waking up." Qi Jingan stretched, and suddenly lay down and looked at her eye level: "What do you want to eat?"

"Don't you want to get up and eat, why are you lying down now?"

His eyes seemed to be eating people, Ling Yue'er wanted to get up in a panic, but was restrained by his arms and lay back down.

"Don't worry, we'll get up again if we want to eat something."

Ling Yueer's eyes wandered: "What do you want to eat? I can do it."

Qi Jingan didn't speak, but stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and put a finger on her lips.

As soon as she finished speaking, she reached in.

Rubbed to the tip of the tongue.

Ling Yue'er blushed.

"You're like this again." She muttered, hiding back.

The man's leg stretched out, pressing against her leg, sticking tightly.

There is a sense of presence all the time.

"So what about me?" Qi Jingan's light-colored pupils burst into a smile.

He moved closer, with his hands on his cheeks, she thought he was going to kiss her, and she stopped breathing nervously.

Unexpectedly, when he raised his head, resting his chin on her head, he suddenly said, "How did Cheng Wen coax you into the car that day?"

Ling Yue'er was in a bad mood for an instant, and her voice was a little low and ashamed.

"He asked me to sign the divorce agreement, saying it was your order, and then said to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau in the afternoon, and you will wait for me at the Civil Affairs Bureau."

Qi Jingan snorted softly: "I said that the divorce matter will be postponed, and we will discuss it after I find out the truth. I also said that I will accompany you to the orphanage the next day when I come back at night. Are you ignoring all this?"

"We just finished arguing, and you slammed the door out angrily, who knows if you changed your mind?" Ling Yueer said angrily.

"Then tell me, how did you feel when Cheng Wen asked you to sign the divorce agreement and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau? Do you regret it?"

It would be a lie to say that I have no regrets.

Ling Yue'er's mind was spinning all over the place, like a scumbag, she firmly wanted a divorce and wanted to make Qi Jingan look good for a while, but she was reluctant for a while, thinking that he also admitted his mistake, and he was also good to her.

On the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau after signing the divorce agreement in a feverish manner, she couldn't help crying again.

She was afraid that if they really divorced, she would never see him again.

Now she began to regret again, feeling that she was just being stubborn, and in the end he really wanted to break up with her.

I still blame him in my heart.

Later, she found out that Cheng Wen had lied to her, and she was shamefully relieved.

There were too many thoughts in her mind, and she didn't want to say it all at once, so that he could get carried away.

Before Ling Yue'er could come up with an excuse, he turned over and kissed her.

"Since you regret it, why don't you want to tell me any emotion?"

He said it emphatically.

His lips were pressed against her lips, not in a hurry, he nibbled the soft flesh on her lips between his teeth, and licked them wet.

Ling Yue'er was held in her arms, and her mind was a little dizzy.

All attention is on his lips.

Qi Jingan laughed lowly, his tongue protruding in, making her dizzy.

The breathing of the two of them is all around the ear, and even the ups and downs of the heart can be felt.

The kiss gradually became intense from tenderness, and the breathing also began to become short of breath.

His hands moved down restlessly.

Ling Yue'er woke up instantly, and pushed him away: "Did you lock the door?"

Qi Jingan was a little surprised, patted her thigh and said with a half-smile: "Get up and eat, what do you think?"

Ling Yue'er was suddenly embarrassed.

She turned over, covered her face in annoyance, and faltered in defense: "I didn't mean that."

"Then what do you mean by that?"

He has already got up, changed the hospital gown he used to camouflage, shirtless, and his strong muscle lines are very pleasing to the eye.

Ling Yue'er looked at it twice, then looked away embarrassedly.

If she couldn't explain clearly, she simply stopped explaining and changed the subject.

"My feeling now is that fortunately I believed in Cheng Wen that day and followed him out."

"But why do I feel that the killer followed Cheng Wen?"

Qi Jingan also thought about this question.

"There is an inner ghost of the Shen family in the security team. I have already caught him. He secretly let people in and hid in the underground garage. When Cheng Wen came, he answered the phone on purpose and revealed that he was going to take you to live in the old house for a long time. The man tricked into the trunk."

"Ok."

After going around in a circle, before going out, I realized that I still haven't figured out what to eat.

"Or go home and eat out, I always feel unsafe."

Besides, I can’t cook any dishes at home, and my aunt’s cooking skills are good, so I can order whatever I want in advance.

Qi Jingan naturally followed Ling Yueer's opinion, and the two walked out hand in hand, waiting for the elevator gap, when Ling Yueer thought of Gu Junrou, and was suddenly startled.

"Oops, it's been so long since I've been back, why didn't you remind me to see my mother first?"

"She won't blame me, will she?"