"That's troublesome Mr. Joe." She looked at him with watery apricot eyes and said with a smile.

Qiao Zhanbei rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, looked at her condescendingly, and hooked the corners of his lips: "It's an honor." ”

Ye Mian: "......"

He seriously helped her wash her hair, and also used conditioner and hair mask, which was more patient and meticulous than the hairwashing guy in the barbershop.

Finally, wrap a towel and help her sit up.

"I'll take a shower for you."

As he spoke, he took the shower and adjusted the water flow speed, her face could not be wet, and she had to use the slowest flow rate, otherwise it would be easy to splash on her face.

Ye Mian covered his chest with his hands and looked at him: "I have hands." ”

"Cover something, it's not that I haven't seen it." He said seriously.

The ambiguous words came out of his cold and ascetic mouth, and he didn't feel greasy at all, but he was sultry and flirtatious, Ye Mian's cheeks were hot and his throat was dry.

"You flush it yourself, it's easy to splash water." He handed her a dry towel and asked her to cover the injured half of her face.

His face was expressionless, as if he was just stating the facts, not mixing anything else, but instead she seemed stingy and hypocritical.

Ye Mian slowly lowered his hands, took the towel, stood up, and let him help him wash off the foam on his body.

In the bathroom, the heat is thick and the faint smell of flowers fills the air.

The warm water slowly washed her sensitive and delicate skin, and the man beside her, with a cold white knife carved handsome face, fell on her naked body with a deep gaze.

The air is full of ambiguity.

Ye Mian's legs were weak, she couldn't stop swallowing saliva, looking at his face not changing, she bit her lower lip in annoyance, a little angry that she was not angry.

How can she be in this atmosphere, like a little girl who has never seen the world.

Just this ascetic face of his can evoke her infinite reverie, as well as her desire to conquer. She especially wanted to see this face, for her out-of-control, crazy look.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Zhanbei shook his hand in front of her eyes and asked calmly.

Ye Mian came back to his senses, swallowed his saliva, and said in a panic: "It's nothing." ”

"Why do I think there's something wrong with the way you just looked at me." The man wrinkled his eyebrows and said softly.

"What's the problem?" Ye Mian's heart is weak.

Qiao Zhanbei: "Eyeing the tiger." ”

Ye Mian was stunned, is it so obvious?

Then he replied angrily: "How can I have it!" ”

Qiao Zhanbei: "No, no, what are you excited about?" ”

Ye Mian: "......"

Realizing that he might see that his heart was weak, Ye Mian was even more annoyed, especially his indifferent appearance, which made people feel even more frustrated.

It's not that I really want to do something with him, they're going to get divorced. I just feel that it's unfair, she can easily get weak on his legs, and he seems to be quite cold to her.

After they got married for more than a year, they shared the same bed almost every night, but he never touched her.

The first time they were drunk, she provoked him first.

That's the difference between loving and not loving, right?

Ye Mian's restless heart gradually cooled down.

She let him dry herself, dry her hair, and put on her nightdress.

Back in the bedroom, she picked up his pillow, stuffed it into his arms, and said with a cold attitude: "In our current situation, it's better to sleep in separate rooms, you can sleep in the guest room." ”

With that, she turned and walked over to the bed, where she slipped into the champagne-colored silk quilt.

The man who was hooked by her was burning with desire, looking at the pillow in his arms, his eyebrows gradually frowned, he looked at the big bed, and squeezed out a clear "Chuan" character pattern between his eyebrows.

The person on the big bed stretched out a dazzling white jade arm from under the quilt, reached the lamp line of the retro table lamp, and pulled it hard.

There was no light in the room, only the light from the outside, which illuminated the interior more than enough.

The man gritted his teeth and walked over.

Her body suddenly sank, so heavy that she couldn't breathe, the man's hot breath sprayed between her noses, Ye Mian was surprised, "You, what are you doing?" Hmmm......"

The man sealed with a kiss.

The fiery kiss made her unable to resist and breathless, and he lifted the quilt while leaving her only through a thin shirt.

Why is he so passionate all of a sudden? Didn't you just be indifferent?

She was teased by him, squeezed out the only trace of reason left, and asked proudly: "I, we are going to divorce, ...... you"

In the darkness, the man's expression froze slightly.

In an instant, he pecked her lips and said evilly: "Mrs. Qiao, we haven't settled the account of the truth you spit out after drinking last time. ”

His lips moved to her ear, "This time, let's do the math." ”

Ye Mian: "......"

She explained that it was drunken nonsense.

After reacting, she pushed back his hard chest, he took her sensitive ear in his mouth, and she gradually softened, easily annihilated by the lust he aroused.

If you want to refuse and welcome.

……

He was wilder and more violent than ever, and in the end, she was forced to cry and cry for her husband and beg for mercy, and he refused to give up.

At three poles in the sun, Ye Mian gradually woke up, and his whole body seemed to have been run over from head to toe with a rolling pin, sore and tired.

How cold he usually is, how heavy his desire last night is.

She stretched out her arm and touched her phone, it was almost ten o'clock.

He's gone to work, right?

Last night, when she was emotional, he forced her to call "husband", otherwise he would hang her and not give her meat.

also asked her if he was handsome and if he was doing well.

What a dog!

The more she thought about it, the more ashamed she became, and what was even more depressed was that she was also seduced by him to be dissatisfied and couldn't stop.

And he's just a matter of male pride.

At this time, she felt someone walk in, and she looked over.

The man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, dressed in a noble manner, holding a glass of water in his hand, and walked to the edge of the bed.

Seeing that she woke up, Qiao Zhanbei said in a magnetic voice and asked, "Do you want to drink water?" ”

Ye Mian was disgusted with a dry mouth, and his throat was still a little painful, and he screamed too hard last night.

She struggled to get up, Qiao Zhanbei helped her up, she took the water cup and drank half a glass of water in one go.

The man in front of him looked ascetic and sultry again.

Looking at him, she remembered one word: Sven scum.

The word was simply tailor-made for him.

Thinking of his beastly appearance last night, Ye Mian couldn't help but roll his eyes at him.

"What's wrong? This early in the morning, who messed with our Mrs. Joe? Qiao Zhanbei asked knowingly, and gently pinched her puffed cheeks.

He liked her expressions more and more.

Unlike before, he always looks well-trained, calm and self-controlled.

He was smiling, and his eyes were full of doting, demagoguery. Ye Mian also didn't understand, and didn't understand what he thought.

opened his mouth and closed his mouth to call "Mrs. Qiao", and forced her to call "husband" last night, when he didn't mention divorce before, he was not so affectionate to her.

"Well, don't be angry, get up and eat, right? If I don't want to get up, I bring breakfast? He stroked her head and asked softly.