Fierce Ex-wife: President, Please Be Careful

Su Ho stared at this face close at hand, suddenly a little confused. ---End of this Danmei, Hong Kong and Taiwan romance www.hjw.tw)))

I don't understand why I am so obsessed with this person. She obviously doesn't remember the past that belonged to them. She obviously has another love, so why does she want to get close to him in such a way.

Is it possible that I still have expectations of this person, hoping that this person can still remember all the things they had before?

Perhaps, for him, it was just a childhood joke for him, and it was not enough to make him remember it, but he...seriously, Soho lowered his head mockingly.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the side and accurately grasped the wrist of Soho's hand holding the towel.

Su He was shocked, his eyes widened and he looked at Ye Yan who opened his eyes on the bed for some time, and reflexively wanted to step back: "You..."

"Don't go!" Ye Yan noticed Su He's withdrawal, and his face flushed with alcohol appeared a little eagerly, and the hand holding Su He even pulled her arm directly, "Don't go, Yoo Lynn."

Su He heard Ye Yan's last call, his whole body stiffened suddenly, his eyes widened almost instantly dyed with water-colored ripples: "You said at the beginning... you like me, say After... I will marry me later."

But now you are holding my hand and calling other women's names!

Su He's voice was too small, not as if he was speaking to Ye Yan, but as if he was talking to himself.

Ye Yan's brain has long been paralyzed by alcohol, and his eyes have completely lost their focus, and he can only see a figure shaking in front of him, inexplicably familiar.

A certain part of the chest began to commotion, and silently told him, grab this person, grab her! Can't let her leave, can't let her leave yourself!

Ye Yan, who was chaotic in his mind, naturally regarded the person in front of him as Zhao Youlin, nostalgic for the temperature of this person's body, nostalgic for her smell, but the most nostalgic thing was the familiar feeling that made the heart tremble uncontrollably.

"Don't go, don't go. I like you, You Lin, I really like you. I can guarantee that I like you no less than Mu Tingfeng, but... But why are you not willing to give I have a chance? Why did Mu Tingfeng neglect you so cruelly before and treat you coldly, you are willing to accept him again, but you just don't want to give me a chance, why..."

Su He jerked his spirits abruptly, and the tears in his eyes finally slipped down overwhelmed, but they were quickly wiped away by her.

"Mr. Ye, you have admitted the wrong person, I am not the general manager. You can see clearly, I am SoHo, not Zhao Yulin, let me go, let me go!" So Ho explained, and tried to withdraw his hand.

Unfortunately, she underestimated a drunk’s clinging skills and unreasonable when she was unconscious.

"So Ho? Miss Su? You Lin, you want to use that Miss Su as a shield to send me away!" The expression on Ye Yan's face was distorted for a moment.

Su He was startled, and the sharp tingling pain spread to the bottom of her heart. Before she could recover from Ye Yan's extremely alienated "Miss Su" title, a powerful force suddenly came from her hands, pulling She became unstable and threw herself directly on the bed.

The body was plunged into the soft big bed, So Ho's head was blank for a moment, and then he felt something heavy pressing towards him.

Su He was startled, and when he raised his head slightly, he met Ye Yan's misty eyes and expressionless face.

Somehow, Su Ho suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart, which made her reflexively want to escape: "Mr. Ye, you first...uh..."

Su He's pupils tightened suddenly, looking shocked at someone's face that had never been so close, Ye Yan was... kissing her?

Soho was too shocked to forget the resistance she should have. When she recovered and was about to struggle, Ye Yan had already got up and left her lips.

"Damn it, you're doing it..." The first kiss that has been collected for many years was so easily taken away. So Ho just wanted to calm down. He reached out to his lips and wanted to swear, but was hit by the one who hit his face so hard. The drop of water fell silent in surprise.

Ye Yan... was crying? Su He stared blankly at the transparent liquid dripping from Ye Yan's eyes, and lost all his ability to think.

Can’t wait for Soho’s brain to re-operate, Ye Yan has already pressed up again, hugged her body tightly, crying while whispering her inner emotions in her ears: "I like you , Like you, I like you, don't leave me, don't leave me."

There was still a faint temperature in the tears on his face, and the touching words of love echoed in his ears, even if he knew that the person he was talking about was not him, Su He couldn't help but want to sink.

The hand that was originally rejected became stiff, and instead, he obediently hugged Ye Yan's back, indulged Ye Yan's passionate kiss on his neck, indulged Ye Yan, untied his clothes little by little, and indulged. Ye Yan pressed someone else's name on his body...

Su He looked at the man pressing on her body, and slowly closed her eyes, a drop of tears also slowly slipped from the corner of her eyes at this moment, and soon fell into the pillow beside her, disappearing without a trace. .

Forget it, this evening should be regarded as an account of my unrequited love for so many years. After this night, he and her have no relationship anymore!

Early the next morning, when the dazzling sunlight hit the house and awakened the sleeping man on the bed, the pointer on the wall had already shifted above 10.

Ye Yan rubbed his head aching from the hangover and slowly sat up from the bed, only to find that he was in an empty strange room.

Lying naked on a...bed...bed!

Ye Yan woke up suddenly, and the always gentle eyes suddenly became fierce. He scanned the room defensively, only to find that there was no one in the room except him.

Frowning, Ye Yan reached out and touched the bed next to him, and found that it was already cold and there was no temperature, as if no one else had ever existed here.

Did I just have a dream last night? Some doubts appeared in Ye Yan's eyes.

However, this conjecture was quickly overturned by him.

Ye Yan lifted the quilt and took a look at his body. It is undeniable that all aspects of this room have been treated very cleanly, erasing the traces of someone who had appeared here.

But this is his own body, no matter how subtle the changes in the body are, how can he not find it?

The afterglow of last night is still in his body, Ye Yan is more certain than anyone else, what happened last night... is not a dream.