In an instant, the irritable mood vanished, and the man's heart beat like thunder, and he was about to take a step towards the door, when he took one foot back again.

He raised his eyebrows suspiciously, when she faced him, she only had the pain of hatred, why did she take the initiative to come to him again?

But at this time, the mood of wanting to see her trumped everything.

Qiao Zhanbei walked out of the study with hurried steps.

"Madame is in the hall on the first floor." When the nanny saw him come out, she said respectfully.

Qiao Zhanbei's figure walked through the aisle and went down the stairs, until he reached the corner of the stairs on the first floor, and he suddenly paused.

The villa, quietly, the autumn sun slanted in through the doorway and sprinkled on the carpet.

She stood in the light, with a coffee-colored suitcase beside her.

This scene is extremely familiar, as if the picture when he first met her, if I remember correctly, this suitcase is the same one back then.

Qiao Zhanbei's throat suddenly tightened, and his heart pounded.

That's right, it's the same suitcase back then.

The difference is that she is not the little girl with two braids now.

She wore a blue knitted sweater, a white lace skirt, and a pair of dark brown British leather shoes.

Gentle and mature.

Qiao Zhanbei curled the corners of his lips, took a step, and continued to go downstairs.

Ye Mian heard footsteps and raised his head.

The man was wearing a British-style fine checked suit with a belly buckle suit and horse clip, and the moment she saw his handsome face, her nerves suddenly tensed, her breathing became short, and the painful memories and hatred in her mind held her hostage.

Qiao Zhanbei's footsteps paused again, his eyes darkened, he clearly felt her change, only to see her eyes closed, her fists clenched, and her whole body stiff.

I hated him again.

For a moment, he was at a loss, not knowing whether to continue downstairs or stay away from her.

The sun is warm, the air is fresh, Ye Mian takes a deep breath to keep himself aware and feel the moment.

She slowly opened her eyes and raised her head again, her gaze calmly and carefully surveying the man standing on the stairs.

He has a tall posture, broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, and a golden ratio figure of nine heads, which can be called perfect, and he exudes a cold and noble temperament.

He walked downstairs slowly, like a male model walking out of the window.

Handsome and handsome.

This man is really handsome, and he grows in her aesthetics.

Feeling her calmness, Qiao Zhanbei approached her with peace of mind, his eyes locked on her for a moment, making him think about the people who couldn't sleep and eat.

The man broke the silence and said softly, "I'm back." ”

As he approached, a faint, crisp, woody note wafted in, lingering in his nose, and a sensual magnetic voice came, and a gentle and harmless smile pursed into his lips, which penetrated into his deep eyes.

He looked at himself, starry eyes.

Ye Mian's heart was pounding unconsciously.

Obviously, he was very strange to her, and even-

She struggled to overcome the wrong thinking in her brain and said calmly: "I know, my memory of you and the Qiao family is wrong, I'm sorry, I almost sold Qiao's equity and made a big mistake." ”

Qiao Zhanbei shook his head slowly, "Mianmian, you really sold Qiao's family, I won't blame you, in the end, it was me who caused you again." Because we love each other, my half-illegitimate brother will take advantage of you, take revenge on me, and harm you like this. ”

The man's tone was soft, full of shame, and his eyes looked at him sincerely.

Feeling his guilt, she felt inexplicably in her heart.

Ye Mian nodded, and said in a calm tone: "I still have painful memories and hatred for you, and I don't remember anything good about you, but when I see words and items about you before, I will feel familiar and heartwarming, as if I really love you deeply, and I have no impression at all." ”

"I thought that I wouldn't be miserable if I didn't see you, and I slowly forgot my hatred, but my heart was like losing something precious, and it was always empty."

"I want to follow my heart, I don't want to miss it, and now I come to you to get back my old memories."

She looked at Qiao Zhanbei, trying to stay aware, let go of the judgment on him in her brain, and finished talking about the purpose of her coming to him in one go.

Qiao Zhanbei listened carefully to what she said, and nodded heavily.

His originally gloomy and overwhelmed heart seemed to shine into a beam of light, full of hope.

He thought that she would really never see him again, and that was really the end of their lives.

Unexpectedly, she hated him so much, but with the feeling of love for him, she took the initiative to go to him.

The man's Adam's apple kept rolling up and down, and a warm current of emotion surged in his heart, and he wanted to pull her into his arms and hug her tightly.

But I was afraid that it would suddenly become too intimate and scare her.

"This box is the one you used when you came to the capital, and after so many years, you still keep it?" He looked at the box and smiled at her.

Ye Mian nodded and said calmly: "There are a lot of items related to you in it." ”

Hearing this, Qiao Zhanbei's eyes lit up, his heart throbbed, he lifted his suitcase and walked to the living room, Ye Mian followed him to the sofa.

The suitcase was placed on the coffee table, and he politely motioned to her, and she bent over and opened it slowly.

The moment the box was opened, he saw a lot of textbooks and exercise books, and the corners of Qiao Zhanbei's lips rose, "Why do you still keep these high school textbooks and exercise books?" ”

Ye Mianxin said: If I remember, I still come to ask you?

The man casually picked up a high school math textbook and opened it, and on the title page, three powerful words were written: Qiao Zhanbei.

It's his font.

He was slightly stunned.

Qiao Zhanbei hurriedly picked up another exercise book, opened the title page, and it was still his name that he wrote, and the man looked at the person beside him.

Ye Mian felt his burning gaze, turned his face, and looked at him with his chin tilted slightly.

The man's deep black eyes, the eyes were burning and hot, her cheeks were hot, the roots of her ears were red, and her breathing became short.

"This, what are these? Why do I collect these books and workbooks? Ye Mian spoke, his tongue was like a knot, and he couldn't speak.

Qiao Zhanbei forcibly suppressed the urge to kiss her a few bites, he secretly cleared his chaotic throat, and said with a smile: "These books and exercise books were all lent to you by me back then, look, these places marked in red are some of the key points I marked for you." ”

He approached her as he spoke, Ye Mian also leaned over curiously, looking at the textbook, those beautiful red fonts, there was a very familiar feeling, and the tip of his heart throbbed faintly.

"We used to live at my grandparents' house, you are studious and diligent, and you borrowed the textbook for the next grade from me during the summer vacation, and asked me for advice if you didn't understand something."

Qiao Zhanbei turned his eyes, her face was close at hand, her skin exuded a sweet scent, time seemed to be reversed, and the little girl sat beside him, listening carefully to his topic.

"I didn't expect that you would even keep the textbooks and exercise books I lent you, what a little fool." He doted.

The big hand couldn't help but cover the back of her head and slam it hard.

Ye Mian frowned angrily, and in an instant, a sweet feeling surged inexplicably in her heart, this feeling seemed familiar, she remembered, she had also seen the words she had written before in the sketchbook.

"He often touches my head, does he know that touching my head and killing is an intimate act between lovers? However, I still feel very sweet and a little sour in my heart. ”

Seeing that her hair was messy and unkempt by him, Qiao Zhanbei came back to his senses, and when he met the white of her eyes, he felt nervous.

In an instant, he understood that her eyes were annoyed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I used to like to touch your head like that, remember?" He said as he helped her "smooth the hair".

His long fingers ran through her hair, enjoying it smoothing hers.

Ye Mian also came to his senses and shook his head slightly, "I don't remember, I still can't remember." ”

However, the feeling is there. Although she couldn't remember it, she understood that it was all happening.

Qiao Zhanbei's heart was filled with a hint of bitterness.

He hadn't taken her homework seriously before, and at that time, in his mind, she was just his sister. But she had a crush on him, and she had even treasured the textbooks he gave her for so many years, so it can be seen that she must have remembered the fact that he tutored her in her homework.

Now, however, she doesn't remember anything.

Qiao Zhanbei picked up another sketchbook and opened it to see that it was full of his sketches drawn by her, including portraits, comics, and texts.

He had never known that she still had such a booklet, his fingers gently caressing the lead words on it, his eyes were moist and hot, and his heart was full of sweetness, mixed with a hint of acidity.

"You only studied art in high school, and these should have been drawn when you were in high school, when you thought of me." As he spoke, he imagined that the little girl who had a crush on him sat in the classroom, quietly sculpting a picture of his face.

Every stroke is filled with love.

Ye Mian listened to his words and recalled carefully, but he still couldn't think of anything.

Qiao Zhanbei picked up a black soft cover book again, and the title page read: Ye Zhu and Mr. Qiao's daily work.

He flipped through the pages one by one, and the more he looked, the more moved he became, and the more he wanted to pull her into his arms.

Seeing the words on one page, he looked at her.

Ye Mian also looked at him, only to see the man's slender fingers buttoning the tie knot stuck at the collar of the shirt, pulling it down, pulling it loose, and unbuttoning the collar of the shirt.

His posture was sexy and sultry, with a bit of evil spirit, and she swallowed unconsciously.

He pinched the torn tie in his hand, twisted it with his fingertips, and looked at her, signaling.

The corners of the man's mouth hooked into a seemingly absent smile.

"What, what?" She vaguely understood what he meant, but felt strange again, and asked suspiciously.

"Hasuke, please help me tie my tie." Qiao Zhanbei stared at her and said lightly.

The scene is recreated to help her find memories.

Such an intimate thing as tie is only between husband and wife, but she instinctively came to him and took the tie from him.

The strong hormonal smell of the man's body enveloped her, and her cheeks were hot to the base of her ears.

She stood on tiptoe and wrapped her tie around his neck, and the moment she stood on tiptoe, she could feel his hot breath spraying on her face, her cheeks even hotter, and her heart like a fawn.

Lowering her feet, Ye Mian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, her white fingertips came to the collar of his shirt, and buttoned them one by one.

Her hand could feel his body temperature through the thin fabric, and between her snorts was the warm masculine smell of his skin, and her gaze slowly moved upward.

The man's huge sexy Adam's apple crashed into her sight, and it slid up and down, asking for a fatal sexiness.

She swallowed hard, inhaled deeply, forced herself to stay calm, and continued to tie the button at the top of the collar of her shirt.

However, she seemed to have lost her strength, and she felt very difficult to tie a button with both hands, and her body gradually leaned towards the man.

A button was fastened, and her forehead was dripping with sweat.

It's so torturous.

This feeling was too familiar to her, so familiar that she continued to help him tie it.

The tie was untied, untied, and tossed several times before she tied a Peugeot tie knot and pushed it up to his Adam's apple.

Her calves went limp, leaning against his chest, her eyes staring straight at his Adam's apple.

I really want to take a bite.

There is such an impulse in my heart.

The little woman's body leaned softly on his arms as if it were boneless, soft and soft, close to his heart, Qiao Zhanbei lowered his eyes, only to see her eyes wet, staring at her neck full of desire.

Thinking of the words she had written in her notebook, the blood in the man's body rushed up.

She had feelings for him.

He knew that at this point, she wanted to bite his Adam's apple.

"Whew-" A feeling of suffocation taught him to snort, and then a different kind of pleasure swept over him.

Ye Mian relied on her instinct to bite his Adam's apple and did what she wanted to do from the bottom of her heart.

Immediately, the back of her head was held, she was forced to raise her face, the man's handsome face was pressed down, she instinctively closed her eyes, and the man's warm lips crushed hers.

The moment it was touched, it was like electricity, and a layer of goosebumps appeared all over the body.

Seeing that she didn't resist, Qiao Zhanbei wildly pried open her teeth, tongues of fire raging in her mouth, his arms tightly wrapped around her waist, and the other hand clasped the back of her head.

His kiss was strong and violent, the kiss made her breathless, the feeling of suffocation, this feeling, taught her to frown.

"Ahh She screamed and shoved him away, her whole body tense, she took a few steps back, and stared at him with wide eyes.

The person who was still as enthusiastic as fire just now, at this time, is like a frightened bird, with empty eyes, full of fear and hostility.

Ye Mian shouted: "Don't come here!" ”

Qiao Zhanbei's heart tugged, and she understood, she remembered the bad memories again, he slowly retreated, raised his hands, and was so distressed that he couldn't breathe.

He didn't dare to speak, didn't dare to approach her, for fear of irritating her even more, so he simply walked out of the villa and left her sight.

In the huge living room, only Ye Mian was left.

She crouched down, inhaled deeply, and gradually returned to the real world of the moment.

Just now, when he kissed her until she suffocated, the memory of him hating to kill her on the bed came flooding back, and she ......

Fake, all fake.

She convinced herself in her heart.

I don't know how long it took for her to stand up, move her numb legs, and walk out of the villa.

In the courtyard, the man stood by the edge of the small garden with his back to her.

Looking at his lonely back, her heart suddenly twitched, and she instinctively walked over, and when she reached his back, she hugged him with open arms.