The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

She panted heavily and opened the door to invite Wu Zhe in. Wu Zhe looked around and sat on the sofa in a hurry. Zhang Qiqi took off her coat and hung it on the wall. "Do you want some drinks or water?"    

"White water is fine. "    

The two of them were originally intimate lovers, but now they were so unfamiliar with each other.    

When Zhang Qiqi went to the kitchen to pour water, she looked through the window at Wu Zhe who was sitting in the living room. For a moment, all sorts of feelings crossed her heart. Once upon a time, she chased after this man every day, and even lost herself.    

Every day, not to mention the breakfast, lunch, and dinner, even the afternoon tea was prepared well for him.    

She did not know how to cook, so she went out every day to buy food that he liked. After finding out that he did not like those, she began to let Aunt at home teach her how to cook. She did not even care that her wrist was scalded.    

She wholeheartedly thought that as long as the person she liked ate the food that she personally cooked, she would be very happy.    

"Water. Here. "    

"Thank you. " Wu Zhe took the water, but he was not in a hurry to drink it. He looked at Zhang Qiqi and avoided her gaze.    

She had changed.    

Wu Zhe could not say it either. Anyway, he felt that everything had changed.    

Zhang Qiqi was no longer the girl who chased after him. The girl who always liked to wear a knitted sweater and a pleated skirt with a bright smile now had a sharp look in her eyes. Even the way she dressed became very fierce.    

It was a little unfamiliar, but it made the male hormones in Wu Zhe's heart stir!    

"Why are you here? I remember. Hmm, didn't your friend say that you went back to your hometown to become a civil servant? "    

At that time, because of Huo Niannian's matter, they had once been unhappy. Zhang Qiqi even went to the studio to find trouble with Huo Niannian. Now that she thought about it, it was clearly just a matter of a few months ago, but it seemed to have been a long time ago.    

"I'm back again. En. . . "    

Wu Zhe was also at a loss as to what to do. He frowned and found it difficult to speak.    

Zhang Qiqi had long realized that Wu Zhe was carrying a suitcase. She had been following Zhang Dashan all this while, and she had a good look at people. Although they had broken up now, they were still the people she had loved in the past. When Zhang Qiqi saw Wu Zhe cowering like this, not only did she not hate him, but she also had a kind of sympathy in her heart.    

"Well, my house is empty anyway. If you have nothing else to do, why don't you stay here?"    

"Huh?"    

"I don't come often. But it's not good to have the house empty, you know, This thing needs someone to be angry about it. "    

After Zhang Qiqi said that, she suddenly had no intention to rest. She picked up the bag and was about to leave. She did not know what was wrong with her. She felt a little awkward when she was with Wu Zhe.    

However, Wu Zhe suddenly stood up and hugged her from behind!    

"Qiqi. . . "    

"Wu Zhe, what are you doing. . . "    

The man's body was familiar, and the warmth came through the fabric of his clothes. Zhang Qiqi felt her heart beat uncontrollably.    

That familiar feeling occupied her brain with a buzz!    

"Don't go. "    

The man's voice was somewhat hoarse, and it sounded like the whispering of love to one's ears. Zhang Qiqi only felt her body go numb, and the dense kisses landed on her neck, causing her breathing to gradually become heavier.    

"Wu Zhe, don't be like this. "    

Zhang Qiqi pushed him away with some difficulty. They were nothing now!    

But how could Wu Zhe let go so easily?    

He stared at Zhang Qiqi with a burning gaze. "Don't you like it?"    

"With a hong sound, the flames of war ignited.