My Ex-Husband Is Proposing Again

Chapter 85: Consummating Marriage i

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Su Hongxing tried to dodge left and right but couldn’t escape from Ye Qilan’s pursuit. Anxious, she bellowed, “Stop!”

Ye Qilan froze in the midst of kissing her, looking at her with surprise.

The two stared at each other, creating a rather weird atmosphere.

Ye Qilan recovered first, pressing her down, “If you have any last words, might as well say them all at once.”

Su Hongxing was on the verge of tears, “I, I need to pee…”

A smile flickered in Ye Qilan’s eyes. He got up, cradling her to the bathroom, “I’ll watch you pee!”

He wondered what tricks this woman could come up with next.

“If you watch me, I’ll get nervous…” Su Hongxing screamed as she saw Ye Qilan closing the bathroom door, “Ye, what are you trying to do?!”

Ye Qilan was in high spirits like never before, all thanks to the experiences Su Hongxing gave him.

“You want to pee, I’m helping you out. Can’t you see that?” Ye Qilan slowly closed in on Su Hongxing.

“Pervert!!” Su Hongxing grabbed something nearby to throw at Ye Qilan.

Ye Qilan easily dodged and quickly made it to Su Hongxing’s side.

Su Hongxing kicked at him before darting out of the bathroom. Even though freedom was just a dive away, the man was quick to follow, pulling her back onto the bed like a wolf going for a lamb…

The four women eavesdropping outside the door could hear nothing. In the end, it was Du Qingyu who courageously twisted the doorknob.

Through the slightly ajar door, they saw the man and woman tangled together.

Du Qingyu’s face turned pale as she sunk to the floor. She knew, Ye Qilan had taken Su Hongxing.

Not only Du Qingyu, but the other three women also realized that Ye Qilan, who had previously been a devoted man, had given in. And the object of his desire was not any of them, but Su Hongxing, who was both ugly and fat.

The most ridiculous thing was, they were husband and wife, so it was perfectly justified.

What did that make them? Nothing more than ex-lovers…

Two hours later.

Su Hongxing’s body stiffened on the bed as if she could somehow recover what she had lost.

Ye Qilan was getting dressed; seeing her like that, he jabbed her round face, “Um, I’ll do better next time.”

Su Hongxing scoffed inwardly, a next time?

Ye Qilan scooped up the playing-dead Su Hongxing, hugging her to his chest, and tenderly kissed her.

Su Hongxing did not want to face Ye Qilan, she continued to feign death.

Ye Qilan felt lighter than he ever had, so elated that he wanted to burst into song.

Seeing that Su Hongxing wasn’t willing to talk to him, he smiled, placing her back on the bed before he left the bedroom.