ears, childhood sweethearts. The most intimate they ever got was him gently touching her forehead. It's nothing like Ye Feimo, who is forceful and domineering.Oh, and advertising!That damn ad.Wasn't s...Ye Fei mo leaned back, resting his chin on his hands, looking languid. "It's the weekend today, no work."

Nuan warmed with a hum, her gaze still sweeping the room. It was filled with warmth and familiarity everywhere she looked. Even the slippers under the bed were in pairs. A dull ache began to throb in her heart. She hadn't expected him to keep her things. She thought Ye Fei Mo would erase everything about her, every memory related to her. She really hadn't expected this... Nuan was so touched that she almost cried.

“Warmth, let’s talk again about what we said last night.” Ye Fei Mo had already gotten up, his upper body bare as he held her shoulder, forcing Warmth to turn around and face him. Warmth was flustered, her heart pounding like a drum. She didn’t know what to say, or what to repeat. She had said so much last night. Ye Fei Mo wouldn't let her escape. He spoke in a low voice, “Since you weren’t drunk, and you were clear-headed, then let’s talk again. We can discuss it again. What happened last night doesn’t count.”

He wanted to hear her wishes again while she was awake, to confirm once more that the little wife in his arms would not leave him again. This was a heart-wrenching dream he had, something he couldn't believe had become true so quickly.

He was still trembling, afraid that if he wasn't careful, he would shatter this precious gem, the warmth...

Warmth lowered her head, her fingers tangled up with the corner of the blanket. Ye Fei Mo lifted her head and saw the fiery light in his eyes, as if it could devour her. It was frightening, trembling, but it also brought a warm feeling of emotion.

"If I regret it..." Wen Nu warmed her lips, seeming unable to speak. Ye Fei Mo waited quietly, and after much hesitation, she finally gathered her courage to ask, "If I regret it, can you forgive me Can I come back to you"

"Regret what" Ye Fei Mo asked with a smile that wasn't quite a smile. He hadn't expected Wen Nuan to be so direct, he thought she would be more tactful. He knew his wife, this kind of directness wasn't her style.

Ye Fei’s tender and pleading voice made Mo He unable to get angry. She said, “I regret it. I shouldn't have divorced you. No matter what happened, I should have faced it with you. Even death, even… no matter what, I should have considered your thoughts, your wishes, and not acted alone. I was just afraid of losing you, so… so I did those things. Mo He, can you forgive my immature past”

Ye Fei Mo held her hand, "Forgive me" He wryly smiled, "What's there to forgive After I realized that the warmth this time was for him, my heart softened. When she hugged him and declared sovereignty over Xu Wen Hui, I decided to never let go."

If you still love each other, why let go

The past is bygones, everyone forgets about it. They start fresh.

However...

“I remember, you said you wanted to chase me, you proposed to me.” Ye FeiMo said with a smile, her face flushed warm, she blinked and nodded like a valiant man agonizingly, “Okay, chase then chase, propose then propose.”

Ye Fei Mo's mood was particularly good, and this time she even had the heart to tease her, "So, how do you want to chase me"

Warm thought for a moment, "Dating, watching movies, eating..."

This is the usual routine of a pursuer. She glanced at Ye Fei Mo, her elbow tilted back, "You wouldn't want me to send you roses, would you"

Ye Fei mocked with a laugh, he knew he shouldn't expect warmth, it was too funny. In fact, the two of them didn't know how to pursue anyone, they just naturally ended up together. Who cared who pursued whom

She hadn't seen Ye Fei Mo smile so brightly in a long time, like a big child. When they were together, he used to smile like that too. However, over the past year, his smiles had become fewer and fewer.

She felt extreme heartache, but also extreme emotion.

Warmth threw back the covers and sat on his lap, holding his neck, with nothing underneath. Ye Fei Mo's eyes darkened, a fire slowly rising within him. Looking at Warmth, she kissed his lips, slowly sucking on them, his tongue, entwining with hers in a passionate embrace. Ye Fei Mo turned from passive to active, frantically plundering her sweetness. His hands reached into her shirt, caressing her back, then slowly moving downward...

She teased his heat, her fingertips circling slowly at the tip, his heat growing fuller and harder—she lifted herself up, settling down slowly in Ye Fei Mo's scorching gaze. The feeling of fullness bordering on pain was so unfamiliar yet strangely familiar.

This is not ink, it's the love she holds for Ink, they are one, already merged into each other's blood, inseparable forever.

Ye Fei Mo wanted to move, but Wen Nuan was insistent on taking control. She moved slowly up and down, pleasing him, wanting to dictate his pace. Ye Fei Mo took off her shirt, revealing her perfect jade-like body before him. He held the red plum blossom on her chest in his mouth, biting and sucking on it, his big hand caressing her most sensitive area, increasing the intensity between them.

In the bedroom, there were only the ambiguous sounds of their bodies colliding, and his and her gasps and moans, intertwined in a hazy way.

When did she become so bold and fiery Warmth has always been passive in this regard, never taking the initiative. He had even tried to put her in control, letting her take charge, but she would only last two moves before giving up, absolutely refusing to go further.

This time, he was surprisingly a man. Of course, he enjoyed his woman's initiative and passion.

……

After two times, she was warm and exhausted, her limbs too heavy to move. She closed her eyes like a cat, lazily lying on her stomach. Ye Fei's desire wasn't satiated yet, his fingertips slowly circled on her back, teasing her into wanting another round. During the time she was away, he had been unbearably stifled.

"Warm..." Someone's voice, filled with unsatisfied desire.

"No way, I'm tired..." Wen Nuan lay down unwilling to move. Ye Fei Mo leaned against her shoulder and said with a smile, "You're out of energy You didn't mind being tired doing it a few times before."

He reached out to warm his hand and heard him spew some vulgar nonsense.

Ye Fei Mo didn't dodge either. After the warmth, she didn't have much energy left, soft and weak, barely feeling anything at all. Ye Fei Mo held her hand and kissed each finger one by one. Wen Nuan was dazed and tired. If it were before, Ye Fei Mo would definitely ignore her exhaustion and take what he wanted. But today, seeing how truly exhausted she was, falling asleep even while lying down, with no energy left, he naturally didn't want to be so beastly. He wouldn't force himself on her.n open war"Seeing that the battlefield was about to erupt, Gu the producer kicked Lin Ning. The director beauty stood up and clapped her hands. "Two beauties, don't worry, you both performed very well...