I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot

I used to like him, but it really was. "

"He cheated on my sister and personally gave up our ten-year relationship. How could I still like him? Unless I'm a bitch."

"Mo Yesi, please believe me, please." Qiao Mianmian has sincere eyes, sincere eyes, unobstructed, "I admit that I had thought of divorcing you before, because I think our marriage is not It will last. But..."

"How is it?" Deep dark eyes locked her, "What do you think now?"

Qiao Mianmian saw a hint of eagerness in the man's deep eyes.

Although he wasn't obvious, she still saw it.

He couldn't wait to know her answer.

Qiao Mianmian pressed her lower lip and thought hard again: "Now I will not think about divorce anymore. Mo Yesi, I will really try to accept you and accept our marriage. Regardless of the result Good or bad, I want to give it a try."

"There will be no bad results."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was pressed tightly into the arms by the man. She heard his heart beat much faster than before: "Baby, give me confidence, I promise you will not regret it."

"You believe me and treat this marriage more seriously than ever."

"Thank you for making such a decision, I'm very happy. Baby, really thank you."

He cautiously held her face, like holding a fragile product. It was not good to move the baby. He lowered his head and kissed her with red eyes: "Baby, thank you for forgiving me and willing to give me a chance ."

"I will use my actual actions to prove that your choice will never go wrong."

The man's warm and soft lips fell on the corners of her lips, but they seemed to kiss her.

Qiao Mianmian felt the sweet taste.

The previous grievances, grievances, sadness and sorrow, all the bad negative emotions are melted in this gentle kiss.

She hesitated, extended her small hand, and gently looped his thin waist.

The man hugged by her seemed to be stiff, and she looked down at her with a low and **** voice: "Baby..."

Qiao Mianmian was a little embarrassed.

She rarely takes the initiative.

Except for the last urge to kiss him, he never did anything proactive.

She took the initiative to hug him, she was still a little shy.

When those dark and dark eyes looked at her, she pursed her lips and her face was a little hot: "That, I..."

"Well."

As soon as the soft lips opened, the man raised his jaw and kissed deeply.

This kiss is more anxious than before, and it is more intense than ever.

It was another deep kiss that nearly choked Qiao Mianmian.

She was kissed blushing and beating, her body trembling.

Mo Yesi reached out and stroked her blushing, hot face, and her voice was hoarse: "Also, you don't have to worry about Shen Rou. I have made it clear to her. I believe she will not do anything irrational. "

Qiao Mianmian leaned weakly against his chest and gasped. Suddenly he heard him talk about Shen Rou and suddenly raised his head: "You, you and Shen Rou made it clear? How did you tell her?"

Mo Yesi stared at her gently, "I didn't say it too directly. After all, she is a girl, and she has to save her face."

"However, she must have understood what I said."

"...Okay." Qiao Mianmian actually wanted to say that she really didn't take Shen Rou too seriously.