Don’t Annoy Me, My Ex-Husband!

Prom time——

Yuan Yao turned around, Xia Mingxiu stood a few steps away, looking at her coldly...

Yuan Yao frowned, and the smile that hadn't recovered when she just faced Wen Muyan, gradually disappeared.

Xia Mingxiu’s deep and icy eyes were calm and cold, and the sound of music slowly sounded. The corners of his lips evoked a cool arc. With a cold breath, he walked slowly to Yuan Yao’s side and held her wrist, slightly With force, Yuan Yao was brought into her arms.

Yuan Yao's hand shrank subconsciously, but was secretly held by Xia Mingxiu.

"What? Don't even dare to dance with me?" Xia Mingxiu clearly provoke Yuan Yao.

"You can't help thinking I'm too awkward!" Yuan Yao sneered, as if to prove something general, and took the initiative to move closer to Xia Mingxiu.

It was Xia Mingxiu's cold, with a touch of luxurious and elegant fragrance, the same as it was five years ago.

This kind of smell seems to belong to him by nature, emanating from his bones, and becoming one with him.

Although she had been in contact with him just now, now, when she and him are like this, this is still a harmonious face-to-face, Yuan Yao can't help but raise her head.

Straight into those familiar and unfamiliar black eyes.

The darkness was like the vast night sky, with a deep depth that could not be deeper, bowed her head and held her tightly, leaving her no chance to escape. The thin lips are pressed tightly, and the corners of the lips are curled with two arcs, calm and evil.

The well-dressed beast.

This was a thought that suddenly came to Yuan Yao's mind at this moment.

Moreover, she felt that this adjective was too apt.

It's a pity that her son, who is far away from home, also wore the same face as the beast in front of him.

Xia Mingxiu's hand clasped Yuan Yao's slender waist and brought her into her arms, and his right hand slowly held Yuan Yao's slender and soft hand.

Yuan Yao didn't struggle, but Xia Mingxiu's deep eyes still locked her deeply, and her distinct thumbs lightly rubbed the palm of her hand.

Yuan Yao's heart tightened, frowning, and looking at Xia Mingxiu dissatisfied.

But the man was still the arrogant man who couldn't stand his beak. Facing Yuan Yao's expression of resistance, he became more and more fierce.

The hand clasping the woman's waist pressed her into her arms, and the warm palms burned Yuan Yao's back waist...

Yuan Yao gritted her teeth, trying to refute something, but couldn't speak.

Because, on the surface, Xia Mingxiu did nothing wrong.

She just hates his contact...

Xia Mingxiu moved Yuan Yao, took the dance steps, and performed the first dance tonight.

The skirt is flamboyant, handsome and charming, and the wine is staggered.

Xia Mingxiu's gaze crossed Yuan Yao's head and fell on Wen Muyan, who was standing still with a calm face.

The pair looked at Yuan Yao's gaze tightly, softly and almost tired of death.

During the rotation, Yuan Yao turned her head, her eyes intersected with Wen Muyan's in the air, and she gave him a gentle and sweet smile.

The hand holding Yuan Yao's waist involuntarily used a bit of strength.

During the movement of the dance steps, Xia Mingxiu had already shifted the position quietly.

Somewhat deliberately, Yuan Yao raised her eyes and silently glanced at Xia Mingxiu.

Xia Mingxiu caught her gaze, moved closer to her, and touched the curve of Yuan Yao's waist with the hand that fell on her waist.

Under her gaze, she raised her eyes and glanced at Wen Muyan.

"Do you love him?"

Yuan Yao looked at him coldly, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Xia Mingxiu hooked her lips and took her around.

"Bored, just ask, I know, you don't love him!"