Xia Qingtian majored in hotel management at university, but now she hates hotels, and she never wants to be involved in hotel work to avoid hurting her feelings.
"Ms. Xia, if there are no other questions, you can come to work tomorrow."
When a real estate company's job application manager told her this, she was overjoyed. It was also the first good thing she did after leaving Ye Yisheng. However, it was difficult to find a house. Most landlords had to rent for a year.
Qingtian couldn't hand over so much money at the moment. Although the money from Ye Yisheng was only a rarity, she didn't want to use him at all.
When I got home, Ye Yisheng was not at home. After Xia Qingtian took a bath in the bathroom on the first floor, she tragically discovered that she didn't bring her underwear!
She was anxious. She obviously remembered to take it. Where did it go?
In the living room, Ye Yisheng felt very depressed as soon as he returned home.
In the past, every time he came back, she would come to help him take out his slippers and even untie his shoelaces, but today she didn't come!
He took out cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on.
As soon as he entered the hall, he saw a pair of fiery red underwear on the ground.
He bent down to pick it up, lifted up the bra strap with his slender fingertips, a meaningful smile ignited in his dark eyes, his thin lips curved in an imperceptible arc, and he walked toward her room.
It was a guest room, without the bright colors of the wedding room, everything looked cold.
In the corner, there is her box.
Ye Yisheng sat on the bed and waited leisurely.
But Sunny in the bathroom, hearing that there was no movement outside, thought that he must not have come back, so he simply put on his pajamas and went out.
As soon as she stepped into her room, the expression on her face suddenly became rigid.
How come he is...
Her wet hair fell down on her chest, and the thin pajamas could not hide the tip of the strawberry that had been lifted up, revealing its shallow shape.
Qingtian followed his line of sight, lowered her head, and found that he was looking at her breasts, and her face turned red.
That delicate look was so cute that it made his heart move inexplicably.
Qingtian turned away subconsciously and put his hands in front of him, "You, what are you doing here?"
He stood up and saw that she was very nervous, so he got playful and deliberately approached her and whispered, "I think since we are not divorced yet, I should have the right to enjoy what I deserve, right?"
"What deserves it?"
She looked at him puzzled, and he leaned down. The distance between them was getting closer and closer, so close that when they closed their eyes, they could feel each other's breath, spreading on their skin bit by bit, and blowing into each other bit by bit.
heart.
His hand slowly slid across her white neck, feeling her nervous and beating pulse. Qingtian realized the danger on him and subconsciously wanted to escape, but as soon as she turned around, his arms hugged her tightly.
Her waist and hot chest were pressed against her back, her warm breath was teasing her ears, and she whispered evilly, "Sunny day, where do you want to escape to? Hmm?"
He is her husband, but every time he wants to be intimate with her, she wants to run away...
This made the energetic Ye Yisheng very dissatisfied.
One of his arms wrapped around her waist, and the other slid ambiguously from her neck to her chest. Just when her heartbeat lost its normal melody, his hand came to her plump chest and pressed on her
On the left chest, there is a lively beating and a soft touch.
Qingtian became anxious and quickly grabbed his hand, blushing, "What on earth do you want to do?"