She also understands that a lot of the harm he does to her is unintentional.

He didn't know that she had been quietly loving her for the past ten years.

As for his explanation, she believed it, and he didn't deceive her, but he just remembered the humiliation he suffered that day, and in the company, he believed that Tong Yaoyao didn't believe her, and asked her to apologize.

She still felt aggrieved.

Ye Mian's words and deeds touched Qiao Zhanbei's nerves, and seeing that she was still very angry and sad, he was a little at a loss for a while.

I have known her for ten years, except for the last time I was drunk, she was always very docile and obedient in front of him, and she never lost her temper with him.

Qiao Zhanbei's eyes were full of tenderness, looking at her side face, hugging her carefully, gently sucking the faint sweet fragrance on her body, and her thin lips grinding on her fair cheeks.

"Well, don't be angry." A deep, magnetic voice with a slightly matte texture.

He had never comforted her so patiently and gently, the tip of Ye Mian's nose was sore, and he almost broke the defense, his warm breathing, and his delicate lips gently tugged at her heartstrings, and the cells in his body were cheering for him.

Her curled eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Seeing that she was a little moved, Qiao Zhanbei breathed a sigh of relief slightly, "I will definitely pay attention in the future and not let you be wronged." ”

Ye Mian swallowed her throat, feeling a lot better, she lost her temper with him for the first time in a sober state, and now that her emotions are down, she herself is a little cramped.

Wouldn't it be too exciting just now? Will he think too much? Obviously she is going to get divorced, what is the point of her arguing with him for this?

"You've just said so much, pulling at the wound, right? Does it hurt? The man asked attentively.

"It hurts." She snorted back.

It really hurts, it seems to be cracked, and my heart doesn't hurt so much.

"Don't talk anymore, I'll call the nurse to change your dressing." His expression became serious, and he felt sorry for her pain.

The nurse soon came over and changed Ye Mian's dressing.

Seeing her wound again, the noble and elegant man was instantly full of anger, Qiao Zhanbei restrained his emotions and walked aside, unable to bear to look at it again.

In the past two days, even if his subordinates tried all their means to torture Qin Feng to the point that he lost his human form, he still refused to let go.

Ye Mian sent the nurse away and found Qiao Zhanbei on the small balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling window of the ward.

His aura was awe-inspiring, terrifyingly gloomy, and prohibitive. But she is not afraid, the only person in the whole company who is not afraid of him and can talk to him is her.

In the past, when he was mad with other executives because of business, she was in the middle, singing both red and black, and sometimes singing double reeds with him.

He's on business again, right?

She walked up to him, tugged at the sleeve of his shirt, turned her face sideways, and looked up at him.

"What's going on? It's hot outside, beware of the hot cold. Seeing her, Qiao Zhanbei immediately restrained his anger and felt much more comfortable.

"You're not happy, aren't you?" She asked with concern.

"It's a little business, it's okay now." As the words fell, he took her hand and took her back to the ward.

I haven't washed my hair for two days, Ye Mian couldn't stand it a little and asked a nurse to come over. As soon as the nurse arrived, Qiao Zhanbei gave her a salary, and then sent her away.

This operation stunned Ye Mian.

Qiao Zhanbei slowly rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, a pair of dark eyes locked on her, and asked in a light tone: "Wash your hair and ask a nurse, treat your husband as an ornament?" ”

Under the light, he has a white shirt, cold white skin, a noble temperament, and his deep eyes are full of spoiling.

He was so gentle that it was difficult for her to refuse, Ye Mian couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and her heart was about to melt.

She lay on the bed, her long hair falling down and floating into the basin, and the man knelt on one knee, squatting beside him, patiently and meticulously washing her hair.

Until his hair was about to be dried by him, Ye Mian still felt a little unreal.

In the mirror, the man is holding a hair dryer, his slender knuckles are shuttling through her slightly curly hair, his expression is serious and focused, and his movements are gentle and delicate, as if a prince is taking care of his princess.

Princess?

Ye Mian choked in his throat, where is she his princess, Tong Yaoyao is.

He also helped Tong Yaoyao wash her hair like this, right?

Ye Mian's heart was sour.

"Hmm...... It's fragrant. Qiao Zhanbei turned off the hair dryer, buried the tip of her nose in the top of her fluffy hair, smelling the fragrance and feeling a sense of accomplishment.

For the first time in his life, he washed someone's hair.

"Thank you." Ye Mian said bluntly.

The man raised an eyebrow, turned her, clasped her thin waist, picked her up, and sat her down on the sink.

He didn't like to hear her say "thank you" to him, and he was particularly angry, thinking that she had always been polite to him, and when she was young, she always avoided him.

Qiao Zhanbei felt very uncomfortable, holding her uninjured cheek with his big hand, forcing her to tilt her face and look at herself, "Mrs. Qiao, Xie, you must have the sincerity of Xie." ”

Mrs. Joe......

Ye Mian's heart was agitated, she looked at him with bated breath, only to see his cold ascetic face pressed down.

"Uh-huh......" she groaned.

Considering her injury, this kiss stopped at a shallow taste, the man let go of her, stared at her delicate red lips that were shining, her eyes were dark, and the corners of her mouth hooked an evil smile: "Only in this way can it be considered sincere." ”

There was still a breath that belonged to him between his lips and teeth, and he was lustful and flirtatious in front of him, Ye Mian swallowed his saliva, his blurry eyes stared at the sexy Adam's apple that rolled up and down the man, and then, like a small beast, pounced.

The man let out a sexy muffled grunt.

She kissed the most fragile and sensitive part of his body—the Adam's apple.

It's like an electric current, running through the whole body.

In the mirror, a girl with long curly hair like seaweed threw herself on his neck, kissing and biting at his Adam's apple.

The picture is pure and lustful.

This kind of her made Qiao Zhanbei have a moment of flashing - she is too good!

The man's blood was racing, and as she let go of him, he grabbed the back of her head and kissed her passionately. Kissing while taking care of her injury, this feeling, scratching my heart and lungs, I can't stop.

The two kissed inseparably, her slender hands weakly pulled the hem of his shirt out of his trousers, and the moment he lowered his eyes, Qiao Zhanbei's eye sockets were hot, and his eyes were red with desire.

He bit down hard at the thin straps of her nightdress on her shoulders and tore them down......

"Bang bang bang!"

The heavy banging on the door, mixed with the screams of people, made people uncomfortable, and the two let go of each other out of breath.

Listening to the movement, Ye Mian frowned solemnly, thinking, shouldn't there be a fire?

"I'll go out and have a look." Qiao Zhanbei cleared the chaos in his throat and walked out of the bathroom.

Ye Mian tidied up his nightdress, put on a silk nightdress jacket, and followed out.

"Qiao Shao! Come out quickly, my young lady, Yaoyao——! At the door of the ward, Jiang Xiujin kept banging on the door panel and crying.