The voice was close, Qiao Xiang subconsciously took his clothes in front of him, and sure enough, in the next second, the man came into the locker room.

Seeing Qiao Xiang's disgraced appearance, Yan Ruisen couldn't help laughing, holding the door frame of the locker room with his hand and not approaching Qiao Xiang, and said with a smile, "What are you afraid of, I won't sneak attack you." ”

Qiao Xiang's face turned the color of pork liver, thinking that this was difficult to say.

"Besides, it's not like I haven't seen it."

The man's words fell, and he had already turned around and gone out, leaving the space for her, which was also considered respect.

He was never a low-level and vulgar person.

It's just that the sentence he threw to her still made Qiao Xiang bite his lower lip and tangle his eyebrows.

He had seen it, not only had he seen it, but he had used it with great satisfaction. At that time, he always praised Qiao Xiang, from beginning to end, from appearance to figure to skin, he was excellent, and he belonged to the rarest category left behind by the ancient emperor's draft women...... Then he always left traces on her, saying that he had stamped on her, and she was his wife, and she couldn't escape for the rest of her life.

Qiao Xiang stared at his distracted self in the mirror, and had mixed feelings for a while.

She will still be afraid, afraid that she will fall into it again, afraid that she will love him again, but he only loves her body.

There are too many uncertainties in life, and one of them is that after all kinds of hurts, people will become unconfident and can't believe that that person will eventually love her like life.

……

Qiao Xiang changed his clothes and came out, holding his wet clothes in his hands.

Yan Ruisen waited outside, holding a cigarette in his hand and leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, the smell of smoke filling the room.

This person is so addicted to cigarettes, he has never left his cigarettes, Qiao Xiang remembered that he was not like this before.

Seeing Qiao Xiang wearing his shirt, Yan Ruisen's eyes showed a slight joy, in such a night, women wear men's clothes, and the atmosphere is somewhat ambiguous.

"Then I'll go first, and I'll wash the clothes and return them to you."

Qiao Xiang stood in front of Yan Ruisen, much shorter than him, and had to tilt his head slightly before looking at him.

Yan Ruisen took the last puff of his cigarette and extinguished the cigarette butt, "I'll give it to you." ”

"No, you can get a taxi when you go out."

After Qiao Xiang finished speaking, he looked at his unhappy expression, and said, "Canaan is home alone." ”

"Canaan is often home alone." 
"......" Without waiting for Qiao Xiang to say more, Yan Ruisen took the wet clothes from her hand, pulled her with the other hand and walked out.

Sensing Qiao Xiang's hesitation, Yan Ruisen deliberately said as he walked, "Don't you want to go, just right, I don't want you to go." So Qiao Xiang quickened his pace to keep up with him.

The corners of the man's lips curled slightly.

……

Qiao Xiang stood at the door of the villa and waited, and Yan Ruisen went to drive.

It was cold at night, and even though I was wearing an overcoat outside, the cold wind poured into my clothes from my naked lower body.

Looking at the weather forecast that it is heating up today, Qiao Xiang only wore a skirt when he went out in the morning, who knew that he would go home so late, the temperature difference between morning and evening is large, and it is strange that it is not cold.

Soon, Brown Cayenne drove out of the garage and stopped in front of Qiao Xiang.

Qiao Xiang stepped forward, and in two or three seconds, she had already decided whether to sit in the front row or the back row.

Qiao Xiang opened the co-pilot's door. Anyway, if you sit in the back, you will be called to the front by him, so it is better to be conscious.

In his heart, he was willing to be closer to him, but Qiao Xiang was cowardly and afraid of getting too close to him.

The car was driving on the streets of Huicheng in the twilight, and it was only nine o'clock in the evening, it was still very bustling and lively outside, and the car was silent, Qiao Xiang kept tilting his head to look at the street scene outside.

"Wear less skirts when it's cold."

Yan Ruisen suddenly said such a sentence, which made Qiao Xiang stunned, and then turned his head to look at him.

Then I heard him say, "Didn't you say that you want to accompany Canaan more?" It will be cold when you go home at night. ”

He took this to heart, but when Qiao Xiang thought about it, it was just to coax Canaan before......

"Hmm."

If she said it, it seemed that she couldn't take it back, because she kept saying that she wouldn't lie to children.

Stopped at a red light at the intersection and the car stopped, Yan Ruisen pressed down the window and took out a cigarette case to smoke.

Qiao Xiang saw that he had been smoking today, and couldn't help but say to him, "You smoke less." ”

The cigarette was taken out, and he was just about to light it in his mouth, Qiao Xiang said this, Yan Ruisen paused his hand, then took the cigarette down, and looked at her with deep eyes, "Okay." ”

He was so obedient, which made Qiao Xiang a little embarrassed.

Not knowing how to face those silent and focused eyes for a while, Qiao Xiang turned his face away again.

"Xiangxiang." He called her.

Qiao Xiang didn't promise him, he simply reached over and held Qiao Xiang's hand.

Qiao Xiang subconsciously wanted to break away, but he held it so tightly that she couldn't break free at all.

He pulled Qiao Xiang's hand to his mouth and kissed it, with a thin smile on his lips, "I don't want you to leave tonight." ”

"......, what are you talking about?"

"I want to keep you."

"You ......"

Qiao Xiang's big red face was a little unbearable, he said it so bluntly, didn't he feel like a ruffian?

After the red light passed, Yan Ruisen let go of her hand and drove the car out.

Qiao Xiang's palms and backs were all the residual warmth left by him, which was warm and lingering, and the other hand covered it, but there was no sense of peace that his big hand could give her.

……

The car drove to the people and the neighborhood and parked under the apartment building.

Qiao Xiang got out of the car, and Yan Ruisen also got out of the car.

He walked up, Qiao Xiang stood in place and waited for him, he took her hand and said that he would send her upstairs.

"Not good."

Qiao Xiang didn't forget what he said in the car, nor did he forget his behavior in his bedroom, it's easy for a lonely man and a widow to have an accident at night.

Qiao Xiang is not a pretentious woman, at the age of twenty-five, it is not a big deal for men and women to fall into place, but this is too fast, there is no buffer process, she has to adjust the psychological gap.

Yan Ruisen held her hand and looked down at her for a long time, and then said, "You think I'm going up with you to do something?" ”

"That's it." Qiao Xiang withdrew his hand.

gave him a faint smile, "It's not early, you can go back and rest quickly." ”

From his silent gaze, it can be seen that his mood is somewhat frustrated, the pampered Yan family is the second younger, in front of a woman, I am afraid that he has never had such treatment in his life, and only Qiao Xiang dares to rely on him so far away.

He decided that she was pampered and arrogant, and that he was too used to her.

Qiao Xiang watched him turn around and get into the car.

But he had obviously opened the car door, but suddenly he came back and pulled her over and pushed her on the body.

"If you have to,"

He sighed, stroked her fair and smooth cheeks with his beautiful big hand, and kissed Qiao Xiang the moment his eyes widened.

“……”

Qiao Xiang's hands were clenched tightly by him, the iron wall of the male body covered her body, the softness of her chest was pressed by his solid chest, she muttered a few times, and was finally let go by him when she was about to lose her breath.

Yan Ruisen's thumb covered her delicate red lips that he sucked on, rubbed them twice, hooked her lips and smiled, "What are you resisting, in the end, you are not obedient?" ”

There was anger in Qiao Xiang's eyes, but he didn't have a seizure.

It felt good to kiss him, because he smelled good, maybe because he had been clean all year round, and there was no other unknown smell except for the faint smell of tobacco.

Qiao Xiang attributed his calmness, self-esteem and self-love to the fact that his feelings for Canaan's mother were too deep, and he couldn't forget it, so he could be so desireless.

So the more there is no woman around him, the more Qiao Xiang cares about his dead ex-wife, and the more jealous he is of her status in his heart.

The living cannot be compared with the dead, because any woman around him may be a passer-by, and only his ex-wife will always live in his heart.

As soon as she thought of this, Qiao Xiang's heart was sour, she just hated herself too much, knowing that he couldn't give him everything, and she still wanted to let herself fall into his gentle trap step by step.

"I'm up."

Qiao Xiang didn't say anything more to him, turned around and trotted into the building, Yan Ruisen watched the door open and close, and the woman's petite figure disappeared in front of him.

He leaned against the car door with his hands in his pockets, looked up at the old building in front of him, and stood for a while before the car door slipped into the car.

The lights came on, and the brown Porsche took off and disappeared into the night.

After Qiao Xiang arrived home, he sat in the living room in a daze, his mind was in chaos.

A lot of things went through his mind, and Yan Ruisen's face was clearly visible in his thoughts, as if he could reach it. She felt that she was crazy, how could she still love, how could she let herself stay by his side.

This feeling is too tormenting, she can't control the desire in her heart, there is no choice but to let things go on like this.

Qiao Xiang didn't know what she was in his heart, he still wanted her, how much did it show that after so many years, she was still attractive to him, and such a few times of teasing was equivalent to temptation, and she couldn't resist this temptation at all.

Qiao Xiang suddenly jumped off the sofa, stood in place for a while, and then took the key and grabbed the door.

By the time she ran out of the building in her slippers, there was no sign of the car outside.

Yan Ruisen is gone.

She didn't expect him to stay here, but if he did, she would keep him.

Standing alone under the dim yellow street lamp, how childish and ridiculous her behavior looked, her eyes were full of water, remembering that he had hugged her behind himself many years ago, and called her in a gentle and magnetic voice, baby......

"Risson."

Qiao Xiang blinked, tears sliding down his eyes.

……

The next morning, Yan Jianan returned to school.

During extracurricular activities, while no one was paying attention, he sneaked up to Qiao Xiang and handed him a piece of chocolate.

"I don't have a sweet tooth." Qiao Xiang said.

"Really?"

Yan Jianan opened her eyes, and then said with some disappointment, "Hey, I thought that girls in love liked their boyfriends to give her chocolates." ”

“……”

"My dad is so uninteresting, when he is a son, he naturally has to help him."

Yan Jianan shrugged after speaking, "Forget it, I'll order flowers for you in the future." ”

Qiao Xiang couldn't cry or laugh after hearing this, "Canaan, I don't want chocolate or flowers, as long as you are obedient, I will be very happy." ”

"How can I be disobedient?"

Yan Jianan snorted angrily, "I found that you and my father are both uninteresting people." ”

“……”

Watching the broken child walk away with his hands in his trouser pockets, Qiao Xiang's expression was a little depressed.

Isn't it fun? Is she and Yan Ruisen? It used to be very interesting, right?