Ye Mian broke his long fingers one by one, and as soon as he finished breaking one hand, he took it back one by one, as if he was deliberately naughty with her.

The drunk man, dead, and just as she was about to break away a little, he stuck to her again, giving her all the weight of his body, and relying on her childishly.

Mischievous? Childish?

She actually used these two words to describe the cold Qiao Zhanbei.

Ye Mian was speechless by himself. It was he who was really drunk, but he was drunk before, and he didn't do it.

The thick smell of tobacco and alcohol wrapped her, and in the smell of disgust, there was a breath of his covetousness that she coveted, and gradually, she gave up struggling.

Feel his strength calmly, listen to his even breathing, and feel the last bit of warmth before the divorce.

Ye Mian tilted his head slightly, seeing his side face, his eyes were closed, the bridge of his nose was straight, and his eyelashes cast a dark shadow under his eyes.

Her heart softened.

I don't know if he can hear it, she persuaded softly: "Brother Qiao, don't drink anymore in the future, I want you to be well." ”

The man who seemed to be asleep rolled his Adam's apple.

"Hmm." He grunted.

Ye Mian was stunned, he didn't fall asleep.

"You let go of me."

The man hugged her tighter, as if she would fly if she loosened it a little.

Ye Mian felt that he was about to lose his breath, and while struggling, he only heard him in his ear, and asked drunkenly:

"What's so good about that kid surnamed Gu?"

Let her never forget it for so many years, as soon as he appears, she will divorce him.

Ye Mian paused.

"He's not worthy of you, those boys aren't worthy of you, we sleep best......" The tip of his nose was buried in the side of her neck, and he inhaled the sweet breath of her body deeply.

He used to think that Gu Ye was not worthy of her, and now he thinks the same thing.

Listening to his words, Ye Mian's eyes flashed with thin tears, and his eyelashes were wet.

No matter how good she is, doesn't he still don't love her?

He's so hateful.

Speak beautiful words and stick them in her heart.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Mian faintly felt Qiao Zhanbei's body trembling, and her heart was suddenly startled, "Qiao Zhanbei? Do you have a stomach ache? ”

He didn't respond, Ye Mian was even more sure that he had a stomachache.

He endured every stomach ache, but she could detect that something was wrong with him at the first time.

She finally broke away from him, made him lie down, called An Cheng, and asked him to bring medicine. Every time he had a stomach ache, he had to take an imported stomach medicine to relieve it.

After a long illness, she took care of him all the year round, and she could see that his current condition was not enough to go to the outpatient clinic.

In between waiting for the medicine, she fed him two glasses of warm water and helped him rub the acupuncture points.

An Cheng arrived quickly, and after Ye Mian fed Qiao Zhanbei with medicine, he walked out of the ward and repeatedly told An Cheng: "Look at him in the future, don't let him drink anymore, and you have to quit smoking." ”

"Ye Zhu, you don't know Mr. Qiao's temper, so you can control him." Anjo smiled bitterly.

Ye Mian: "......"

However, she believes that for the sake of the company, Qiao Zhanbei will not abuse his body, he has always been a very self-disciplined and responsible boss.

I don't know what is going on tonight, is it because of Tong Yaoyao?

I haven't heard anything happen to Tong Yaoyao in the past two days.

Back in the ward, Qiao Zhanbei's face looked much more relaxed, and her two thin lips were bloody, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

……

When Qiao Zhanbei woke up, it was already the next morning, he was in the ward, he was in a daze, and saw a person sleeping on the edge of the bed.

She wore her long, slightly curly hair and a pearl-white nightdress, with gauze on her exposed half of her cheeks.

In order to take care of him, she fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

The man clasped his hands and looked at her, his gaze so thick that he couldn't dissolve. After a while, he remembered something, and immediately got out of bed and picked her up, and put her on the hospital bed, so that she could sleep comfortably.

He sat on the edge of the bed and watched her sleeping face quietly, watching the first rays of morning light shine through the cracks in the curtains, from the end of the bed, slowly moving to her face.

The gauze ripped at his heart.

These days, his subordinates have been investigating people who have been in contact with the murderer Qin Feng according to surveillance, and so far, there are still no suspicious objects.

……

In a daze, there was a slight itching sensation on her cheeks, at first, Ye Mian thought it was from the wound, but as she gradually became conscious, she found that it was his hand.

The man's long fingers ruffled the hair from her cheeks one by one, and the tips of his fingertips, which were dyed with a clear woody fragrance, gently brushed against the skin, itching slightly.

She opened her eyes and met his.

In the morning light, he was wearing a dark blue silk nightgown, refreshing, not like last night's drunk, noble and elegant. His deep gaze looked at him for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking.

She suppressed the throbbing in her heart and broke the silence: "Morning, is your stomach still uncomfortable?" ”

Qiao Zhanbei came back to his senses and shook his head lightly, "Last night, I worked hard for you." ”

"It's fine." She smiled.

"How has the wound healed in the past two days? Does it still hurt? He asked with concern.

"It's already scarring, it doesn't hurt much." She said and sat up, "Let's start early today, morning rush hour, this section is very congested, are your documents and materials ready?" ”

Qiao Zhanbei: "......"

I saw her hurrying to the closet to get her clothes.

"Mianmian, I can't go to the Civil Affairs Bureau today." He looked at her back and raised his voice.

Ye Mian: "...... Why? ”

"There is an important meeting today, and there is something wrong with the Southeast Asia branch." He twinked his eyes and replied.

In Qiao's three years, Qiao's is equivalent to half of her son, of course Ye Mian doesn't want to stop him, but when will this marriage be delayed before leaving?

"And what about next Monday?" She asked eagerly.

"Let's talk about it." He replied nonchalantly.

“……”

Thinking that Qiao Zhanbei had no reason to drag on, he and Tong Yaoyao couldn't wait to stay and fly together, and Ye Mian didn't press anymore.

I heard that Tong Yaoyao almost died of pollen allergies, and her former follower, He Qianqian, came to visit her in the hospital after hearing about it.

"Yaoyao, you were almost killed by Ye Mian, don't you care about Qiao Shao?" He Qianqian couldn't help but wonder if Qiao Zhanbei still loved Tong Yaoyao.

Tong Yaoyao's eyelashes were stained with tears, and the corners of her mouth forced a smile, "Of course he feels sorry for me, he comes to me every day after work, and accompanies me all night long, but he can't help Ye Mian, that is the wife that Aunt Qiao chose for him." ”

When He Qianqian heard her say this, she clenched her hands angrily, "This Ye Mian is too shameless, too hateful!" You and Qiao Shao have gone through life and death, and they finally got it back, and she still wants to kill you! ”

"Qianqian, don't say that, in her eyes, she is the original match, and I am the junior." Tong Yaoyao said, wiping her tears, "It's all Aunt Qiao who spoiled her like this, last time, you just said two words to her, and she poured champagne on your face, and I looked wronged for you." ”

Hearing Tong Yaoyao mention this matter, He Qianqian remembered that day when she ran away with a flower face before she could socialize, and she was even more resentful of Ye Mian.

"Yaoyao, I have to get this evil breath!" He Qianqian's eyes stared at a certain point, gritting her teeth.

Tong Yaoyao was stunned for a moment, saw that she was leaving, and hurriedly persuaded: "Qianqian, don't do anything stupid!" ”