Hubby, close the door!

Qian Yi man didn't watch Tang Yuzhe sleeping quietly for a long time. He wrinkled his forehead because of his illness. He couldn't help reaching out and gently touching his frown.

Under her touch, the eyebrows gradually become flat, and even a faint smile is hanging at the corner of the mouth, which makes the expression more relaxed. Her fingers are still on his forehead. Her fingers are very eager to touch his handsome face. For a long time, they haven't watched him quietly and touched his face.

Her heart is very eager to touch, but can think of their relationship now, finally she restrained the most real idea of heart, slowly retracted his hand.

Their marriage is over. The man in front of them doesn't belong to her any more. Maybe they even belong to other women.

She could no longer treat him as she used to, let alone touch his face.

He doesn't belong to her anymore. This sentence repeatedly appeared in the bottom of my heart. At the same time, I warned myself that I must restrain my inner desire. I don't know how much effort I used to withdraw my hand from his face.

Just as she drew back her hand and was about to wake Tang Yuzhe up for porridge, the long arm of a "patient" on the bed stretched out, grabbed Qian Yiman's hand, which was sitting on the edge of the bed, and pulled it hard into his arms.

"Ah Qian Yiman screamed, but before she could relax, she was already lying in Tang Yuzhe's warm arms, and her hands were still aiming at someone's chest accurately. One hand touched one side of her chest muscle, and the upper part of her body was close to each other, and her face was a little hard on his chest.

The arms that pulled her into her arms were on her hips, and the other hand was tightly around her waist.

"Wife." Tang Yuzhe's pleasant and magnetic voice rang out in her ears, some hoarse and some weak.

Hearing this familiar cry, Qian Yiman's heart was throbbing violently, and her long suppressed feelings were quickly released in a moment. This simple cry of his wife has not been heard for two years and seven months. It's three years since he called her that last time. More than two years ago, on the day of their formal breakup, she said a lot of heartless words, and his wives cried so heartbreaking.

Why does he call her wife? They are clearly divorced. What does he mean by that? Qian Yi man slowly raised her head and saw that Tang Yuzhe's eyes were still closed. Her forehead was wrinkled just now. Her expression looked a little painful.

I am still in bed? Qian Yiman stares at Tang Yuzhe's face. His eyes are still closed. Although the place where he puts his hands is very ambiguous, he is honest and doesn't touch it casually.

Found that he just fell asleep, talking may not even be conscious, not wake up at all.

A possibility appeared in her mind. She was angry when she thought that the person who called his wife might not be herself, and that he might call someone else.

However, seeing his bad smile at the corner of his mouth, Qian Yi man poured cold water from the top of his head and broke away from his arms in a moment.

A pair of beautiful eyes glare at Tang Yuzhe like fire. She suddenly sits up from the bed and looks at the water cup on the bedside table. Immediately picked up the water cup, poured a full cup of warm water, and poured it on Tang Yuzhe's Jun face.

Tang Yuzhe, who had his eyes closed a moment ago.