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"What are you crying for? You know I will feel heartache." Ji Weiyang smiled warmly as his lips unerringly kissed the tears that she had shed on the corner of her lips.

Zhan Yan threw herself into his embrace. Perhaps it was because her heart was too cold, she hugged him tightly, as if she was a drowning person grabbing onto the last life-saving straw. Or perhaps it was because she was too lonely and desperate, wanting to rely on him so much. However, Ji Weiyang's words were so warm and tempting. In his arms, Zhan Yan had once again fallen.

Because the rain had scared his too much, Ji Weiyang did not drive home. Instead, he drove her to the closest five-star hotel, the presidential suite on the top floor, where Zhan Yan was quietly lying on a soft princess bed. The bedroom's design was very ingenious, with windows on three sides and glass walls on top of her head.

Ji Weiyang laid down beside her, and casually played with her soft hair with his fingertips, "What are you thinking about?"

Zhan Yan shook her head indifferently. She did not think about anything else as her mind was blank.

"What about us?" His fingertip gently hooked up Zhan Yan's chin, and the warm light in his eyes could melt her.

"What happened to us?" Zhan Yan pouted and asked innocently. Her body still emitted the faint fragrance of a bath, causing Ji Weiyang to have an instinctive reaction.

His lips were by her ear as he muttered, "Yan Yan Yan, do you know how alluring you are? I really want to swallow you in one gulp. "

Zhan Yan's small face immediately blushed red, and she mumbled, "No, you can't, you're still wounded."

"Ji Weiyang raised his head, patiently enduring the pain. The lust in his eyes had faded and it was so deep that it could not be seen through. "Alright, let's get down to business. Yan Yan, shouldn't you explain the divorce proceedings?"

Zhan Yan pursed her lips, her voice was very light, with a hint of a sigh, "I feel that this is the best choice for us. Weiyang, I am willing to help you achieve your happiness."

Ji Weiyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry with her words. He thought that he had already expressed his opinion very clearly. Wei Zhanyan, I will say it again, I, will definitely not divorce you. "

"Why?" Her thin lips quivered and her clear eyes were filled with doubt.

Ji Weiyang's smile became warmer. In this kind of situation, he should have said 'because I love you', but those three words were too heavy in Ji Weiyang's eyes. He only used his actions to show how much he loved her.

Her slightly cold lips covered Zhan Yan's soft lips, and his kiss was warm and gentle, his agile tongue reaching into her mouth and licking every corner of her mouth time and time again, before finally entangling with her little tongue. His kiss carried a faint, chilly fragrance, and the man's intense breath enveloped her whole body, causing her to be captivated.

"Yan Yan, what do we do? I can't help it. " Ji Weiyang's lips pasted on hers, as the corner of his mouth puckered up vaguely.

"No, your wounds will be very troublesome if they crack." Zhan Yan gasped, the way she rejected had no strength at all.