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

"Why? Yan Yan, you still can't learn to please men? I remember you are very enthusiastic in bed these days!" Fu Beichen's fingertips crossed Zhan Yan's lips.

Zhan Yan was shocked and fell into an ice cellar. The cold hit his heart and pierced his bone marrow. What did he say?

"Do you want me to repeat?" Fu Beichen raised a mocking smile on his lips, gently pressed his hand, and the seat fell down slowly, forming a big bed in the wide car.

A few strands of unruly hair fell on his cheek. Fu Beichen lay on it, gently removed several buttons from his collar and exposed his smooth chest. The bright black eyes flashed a sharp light, and the corners of his eyes unknowingly fell some gloomy.

Immediately, he shouted, "stop, you get off, take a taxi back, and I'll drive back myself later!"

"Yes, president!" the driver got out of the car. In the heavy rain, he took a taxi and left, leaving only a black Bentley on the side of the road. The rain was clattering, but there was condensation in the car.

"What? Yan Yan, at the moment, do you want to pretend to be pure?" Fu Beichen looked at her coldly.

At this sight, Zhan Yan was almost killed by lightning, his heart tip seemed to be burned, and every inch of pain pierced his intestines and eroded his bones.

She bit her lip, fought back the tears in her eyes, and her whole body trembled like chaff.

"I said, you'd better not look pitiful in front of me." Fu Beichen fiercely got up, and his slender fingertips embedded her jaw.

He intuitively didn't like her like this.

His tone was vicious and sharp, which made his heart sink to the depths of the ice cave.

"Yan Yan, I heard that Grandpa's illness seemed very serious. He kept talking about wanting to see you..." Fu Beichen looked at her with deep eyes, and then continued to lie down.

Zhan Yan closed his eyes deeply, sucked his nose, and his trembling hands wanted to untie Fu Beichen's clothes.

"You're just like that, show your face!" Fu Beichen's evil words came.

Zhan Yan was suddenly stunned. Her eyes were dark. She smiled sadly, "Fu Beichen, you're delusional! Don't you send me? I'll go myself!"

She reached out to open the door, but heard a click. The door was locked and couldn't be opened.

Fu Beichen pinched her hand and ruthlessly went inside. He turned over and pressed her under his body. His eyes seemed to be stained with blood. "Why, do you want to leave? Is it to find your brother Ning?"

Zhan Yan smiled, "what if I go to find brother Ning? Fu Beichen, I'm just the object of your revenge. What are you so anxious to do?"

"Where have you been with him? Has he touched you like this?" Fu Beichen asked coldly.

As soon as his body stiffened, the deepest sadness surged from the bottom of his eyes. What kind of woman does he think she is? Does he think she's so cheap?

Heart, the original pain to the extreme, there is not much feeling, no more.

"Yes, I just like brother Ning. I just want to be with him. He won't treat me like you, never!"

"Zhan Yan, shut up --"

Jealousy made his movements more crazy. He leaned over and kissed her on the lips——

"Fu Beichen, get away -" Zhan Yan exclaimed, his body trembled slightly, and his wet eyes looked at Fu Beichen's cold and handsome face.