Morning sickness during divorce, was bumped into by ex-husband kneeling and begging for remarriage

In Su Nanxing's view, Lu Beiyuan was born to be the proud son of heaven.

He came from a wealthy family and has a good skin.

What's even more rare is that he doesn't have the dandyism of those second-generation people in the upper class.

On the contrary, it is cool and restrained, calm and atmospheric.

After three years of marriage, Su Nanxing's love for him has not diminished, but has become stronger - Lu Beiyuan has an extremely charming personal charm.

This is something she cannot deny.

He is cold to people and not close to women, but he has always cared for Su Nanxing.

Once, Su Nanxing thought that this was a sign that he was tempted.

But look now...

Not at all.

How did he manage to say that he couldn't wrong Meng Qingxue and still miss him so much?

Maybe not obsessively.

Just... a habit?

Su Nanxing directly raised his arms and hugged Lu Beiyuan's waist.

She could feel Lu Beiyuan's body froze.

He reacts.

Su Nanxing moved his hands up his waist, went around to the front, and hooked his neck again.

The two stuck together, and Su Nanxing saw his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

She stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of Lu Beiyuan's lips.

Lu Beiyuan's big hands were already around her waist, and as soon as he exerted force, the two of them stuck closer together.

Su Nanxing kissed and backed away, his heavy breathing could be heard in her ear, and then the man clasped one hand behind her head, and bowed his head forcefully to kiss her down.

Su Nanxing could not resist his kiss.

His breath, his smell, even his rapid breathing ringing in her ears, for Su Nanxing, are enough to make her intoxicated.

Most of his kisses were aggressive, and Su Nanxing's hands and feet soon became weak, allowing him to bully him.

But this time, she restrained herself and responded proactively and enthusiastically.

The flexible little tongue hooked him, like a fish frolicking in the water.

Lu Beiyuan's breathing became more and more heavy, and the big hand around Su Nanxing moved from her waist, and skillfully slipped in through the skirt.

Su Nanxing suddenly left his lips, and at the same time held his hand that was about to move.

She looked up, and the emotion in Lu Beiyuan's eyes was obvious and strong, which was familiar to her, the harbinger before the storm.

If it was before, Lu Beiyuan might not be able to bear it, no matter where it is, whether it is the living room or the dining room, he would be eager to possess her.

Even now, he didn't hide his possessiveness, his arms like iron hoops firmly fixed Su Nanxing, and there was some doubt in his fiery eyes.

It seemed to be asking Su Nanxing why he stopped.

Su Nanxing still hooked his neck, his black and white eyes were clear.

She said slowly: "Lu Beiyuan, aren't we divorced? What are you like...?"

Lu Beiyuan's arm still didn't move, and his eyes were burning hot.

Su Nanxing said again: "You hug me, kiss me, and even want to sleep with me. Lu Beiyuan, even if you don't mention the divorce, but you are so close to me, have you ever thought about Meng Qingxue?"

As expected, Lu Beiyuan's strength in holding her loosened a little.

Su Nanxing smiled bitterly: "Lu Beiyuan, do you really think that Meng Qingxue is so understanding?"

Lu Beiyuan's arm loosened a little.

Su Nanxing took the opportunity to push him away: "Lu Beiyuan, is it appropriate for you to do this?"

Most of the heat in Lu Beiyuan's eyes faded away, but there was still the familiar emotion of Su Nanxing in the bottom of his eyes.

After a long time, he said, "Sorry."

No explanation, no reason.

Just two words can get rid of Su Nanxing.

Su Nanxing's heart was sour and astringent, and her sad mood instantly enveloped her.

She should know that from beginning to end, Lu Beiyuan can calmly separate sex and love.

What does he think of her?

A tool for expressing desire?

Body plaything?

It's not important anymore.

Su Nanxing suppressed tears and said, "Let's go."

Seeing that the corners of her eyes turned red, Lu Beiyuan's reluctance spread, he couldn't help but raised his hand to touch her face; "Don't cry, I won't..."

Su Nanxing shook his head, unable to say a word.

"Your dad, I'll tell him." Lu Beiyuan sighed silently: "In the future, protect yourself, you know?"

Seeing that she didn't speak, he said again: "Call me if you have anything to do, and remember to disinfect your forehead on time."

Su Nanxing finally nodded.

"I am leaving."

Lu Beiyuan kept looking at her, and Su Nanxing was in a daze for a moment, feeling as if he was waiting for him to ask her to stay.

Soon, she looked up again, and Lu Beiyuan's eyes were already clear.

The emotion just now has long since dissipated.

She sent the person to the door, Lu Beiyuan looked at her deeply, after all, without saying anything, he raised his hand to pull the door.

Outside the door, Tang Shen was holding a three-layer insulated food box and just raised his arm.

It is a gesture to knock on the door.

"What are you doing here?" Lu Beiyuan subconsciously stopped Su Nanxing behind him.

Tang Shen also frowned when he saw him: "Lu Beiyuan? I should ask you, you and Xing Xing have divorced, why are you here?"

Just as Lu Beiyuan was about to speak, Su Nanxing poked his head out: "You're here? What did you have?"

Tang Shen smiled: "Your favorite braised short ribs, I personally cook for you."

"Thank you!" Su Nanxing also smiled: "I'm just hungry."

Lu Beiyuan's face was livid, his jaw tensed, his Adam's apple moved, and he left without saying anything.

When Tang Shen came in and closed the door, the corners of Su Nanxing's raised lips curled down.

Tang Shen rubbed her hair; "Wash your hands and eat first."

Lu Beiyuan stepped out of the elevator, the phone rang, he picked it up, what was said over there, he said directly: "I'll be there in 15 minutes."

Ten minutes later, Lu Beiyuan and Meng Qingxue sat opposite each other.

"Brother Beiyuan, do you still remember that I like to eat the herbal cuisine of this store." Meng Qingxue smiled softly; "It's been several years, but I didn't expect this herbal cuisine is still open."

Lu Beiyuan hummed lightly, and habitually prepared bowls and chopsticks for her.

"Thank you." Meng Qingxue was happy in her heart: "Brother Beiyuan, you are so kind to me."

Lu Beiyuan forced a smile, his mind was full of images of Tang Shen looking for Su Nanxing with his lunch box.

At the end of the meal, Meng Qingxue went to the bathroom and sat next to Lu Beiyuan when she came back.

The faint smell of perfume wafted over from her body, and Lu Beiyuan frowned almost imperceptibly.

Su Nanxing doesn't like to use perfume, but she always has a nice fragrance on her body.

It tasted completely different from Meng Qingxue's.

Meng Qingxue tugged on Lu Beiyuan's sleeve: "Brother Beiyuan, my eyes are a little uncomfortable, please help me to see if there is something?"

After she finished speaking, a beautiful face leaned over, raised her chin, and closed her eyes.

Inexplicably, Lu Beiyuan thought of Su Nanxing looking up and asking for a kiss.

But the person in front of him is not Su Nanxing.

Lu Beiyuan glanced at her, and his heart was still: "Open your eyes, how do I see this?"

Meng Qingxue blinked her eyelashes, and slowly opened her eyes.