Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

Zhan Yan sipped red wine and frowned with a beautiful eyebrow. "I said Fu Beichen, why do you regret this? It's all right. It's still time to regret. We can change the certificate again! I remember, it's like you're shameless. Beg me to come back to you?"

Fu Beichen stared at her and gradually restrained his smile. "Yan Yan, it seems that you really put it down!"

Zhan Yan was stunned. Then she realized the meaning of his words. She had forgotten the pain and could joke with Fu Beichen!

"Well, I've tangled and hated the hurt for some time, but the past is over. I shouldn't tangle anymore. Lin Siwei is dead. I'll forget everything in the past, and then hold your hand and stay with you all the time!"

"Hmm!" Fu Beichen nodded and said, "wife, can we sleep with the lights off tonight?"

"Well, I'll try my best!" Zhan Yan smiled and touched the next cup wall with him.

A bottle of red wine, two people drank most of it.

Maybe everyone gets drunk when he is not drunk. Zhanyan feels dizzy after drinking the wine.

Beautiful music flowed in the living room. Fu Beichen and Zhan Yan hugged each other and moved their dance steps.

Zhan Yan's head leaned against his chest, Fu Beichen's arm wrapped around her waist, and the two people moved gently with the music.

Originally, it was just a simple hug, and with the rhythm of the song, Fu Beichen's palm wrapped around her began to be uneasy, and Zhan Yan was always dizzy and let him.

Finally, the two hugged and kissed each other and fell together on the soft and wide sofa in the living room.

It seems that after a long time, the two are still entangled together. Zhan Yan's head is resting in Fu Beichen's arms, with slightly narrowed eyes staring at his head.

The villa is semi suspended. The crystal chandelier is suspended from the six meter high ceiling. The crystal beads emit dazzling light under the light.

They still hugged each other and sat on the sofa in the living room, covered with soft cashmere blankets.

Fu Beichen's clean, long fingers casually played with several strands of hair scattered on Zhan Yan's shoulder. Zhan Yan smiled and occasionally stretched out his hand and scratched at his sensitive place.

"You're not tired yet, are you?"

Fu Beichen smiled at the evil spirit, grabbed her restless little hand, pulled it to his lips, or kissed, or punitive nibbling.

"Yan Yan!" he called lightly.

"Hmm?" Zhan Yan raised his eyes and stared at him with bright eyes.

Fu Beichen looked at her with his eyes as deep as water and called again, "Yan Yan!"

"Well, I'm here!" Zhan Yan smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes.

"Yan Yan..." he whispered again, as if he just wanted to call her name.

This time, Zhan Yan ignored him and just played with his fingers.

Fu Beichen smiled gently, his palm lightly on her shoulder, and his mouth opened faintly. His voice was low and magnetic, as if it came from the distant sky.

"Yan Yan, you know what? When I fell into the sea, during that time, I seemed to have a long, long dream. In the dream, I seemed to go back to my youth, look at me and your youth, and look at everything you paid for me. I was really ashamed!"

"So?" Zhan Yan raised his eyes and looked at him with a few naughty thoughts in his curved eyebrows. "Now you think you owe me and don't love me, do you? If so, you may be able to be with Lin Siwei... Ah, Fu Beichen, what do you do? It hurts!"