My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 86 Let me hug

Before she could finish her words, she was kissed.

The distance is so close that it takes but a second to move over and seal her lips directly.

Recently both are relatively busy, rarely intimate, at the moment this kiss let him some out of control,

even can not help but lightly bite down.

Camille reacted and struggled, but Ayan was obviously prepared and held her hand above her head,

and then didn't give her any chance to refuse.

The kiss lasted for a long time, the person in his arms was as soft as a pool of water, and his feet were

even softer that he almost fell down, but fortunately the large hands had been gently embracing.

He did not continue, but never let go of her, burning eyes on her slightly swollen red lips, his body

tightened, even his breathing increased.

Ayan said in a husky voice, "Camille, you're really affecting me."

Camille looked at him with an innocent face, she obviously did nothing, how did it affect him?

His deep eyes met her gaze, his bony fingers gently rubbed the corners of her mouth, and he

whispered, "No need to look at me like that, huh?"

His hint was so strong that Camille realized what he was referring to in terms of impact, and her cheeks

instantly burned.

She subconsciously tried to push Ayan away, but he wouldn't, instead he pressed tighter, she was

about to be driven crazy by such a hot breath, she whispered, "Ayan let go of me, I'm not comfortable."

"What's wrong?" He asked worriedly.

"You're too close to me, you're taking all the air out of me."

"Try accusing me again?" Ayan hooked his lips and smiled, his handsome and elegant face revealed

some evil and gangster atmosphere, which still no one can imitate to copy.

Camille pursed her lips, her eyes full of displeasure.

He lifted his hand and gently stroked her hair, whispering, "Let me hold you, and I won't do anything,

huh?"

After saying that, he directly took people into his arms and gently embraced them, a face as gentle as

possible, the eyebrows are also faintly flooded with smiles, the curvature of the corners of the mouth

also gradually profound.

This hug lasted for a long time, after releasing the man's low voice asked: "Your friend is coming to

Hance City tomorrow we as the host should treat the dinner, is there anything to avoid? I asked Kian to

book a private room at Darkmoor, okay?"

Camille looked at him carefully, then shook his head: "Ayan, no need for such trouble, he is rather

socially scared, so I plan to pick him up alone and then accompany him to have a meal, as for the

residence he has his own arrangements, I do not want to disturb more, he came here for work

matters."

The man's face went cold, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked lightly, "Camille, you don't want to

take me to your friends? I made you lose your head in front of your friends?"

"No, what makes you think that?"

"Then why don't you let me see your friends? Because the other person is a man and you don't feel

comfortable with that or do you simply not want me to meet your friends?"

His attitude was rigid and he seemed determined to meet.

From what Camille knows about him, he shouldn't be interested, so why is he now following everything

she does with such enthusiasm?

Was it because he was afraid that she would smear his face?

Camille looked at him helplessly and finally could only say, "Ayan, I really didn't mean to do that, I need

to ask him first if you want, and if he agrees I can arrange a dinner together?"

Ayan did not say yes, but also did not say no, anyway, is a kind of you arrange, you decide on the

attitude.

Camille suddenly felt a bit of a headache, what was wrong with Ayan lately?

Camille shook her head and did not think deeply, after all, sooner or later they had to divorce, more

attention to his every move and all kinds of changes will not be good for her, and even less good for the

separation afterwards.

But Camille is also quite surprised, since Ayan and Eileen's scandal on the news after the two do not

seem to have much contact, because the two of them every day after work a piece of home is basically

a piece, so she can be sure that Eileen did not call, as for the message has not sent it does not know?

Eileen certainly did send a message, but Ayan did not respond, and she did not dare to keep bothering

him more to bore him, so she could only hold back her inner discontent and use a small number to talk

on Weibo.

She wrote a number of small essays on another account.

The latest update of a small essay is half an hour ago, she said "I and he love each other, but because

of her appearance his family blocked us in every way eventually he married her, I thought of leaving

never to appear, but their feelings are not good, just to cope with the elders of the marriage is just,

recently he and she discussed divorce we start over, she obviously agreed, but then suddenly

backtracking using elders to block forced him into a difficult, no love marriage is not going to last, but I

do not want to hurt a girl, so I want to take the initiative to quit leaving never to appear again."

Although it is only an unverified account, her iron fans know that in just half an hour the comments

have already passed three or four thousand.

All of them support "I" in the article to insist on love, and criticize "she" for being too scheming and

green tea.

Some fans also speculated: "Eileen, the main character is not you personally ah? Heartbroken you

baby, would love to know that she is in the end that woman even such a heart."

"Goddess, support you to guard love, we are always there."

"Hug the Goddess!!!"

"....."

Looking at the support and love from her fans, Eileen's mood was extraordinarily smooth.

But there are troublesome things while being happy. Albert has not heard anything yet and Ayan

cannot be contacted.

She had already hinted to the circle that her new song was related to Albert in order to save face, so This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

this had to come to fruition, or her current scenery would be a slap in the face.

She told herself that it was not a good idea to continue to be cold like this with Ayan, and finally came

up with an idea after a night of thinking.

The next morning, she drove alone to the Simpson Group.

This time she didn't go straight upstairs as usual, but sat in the car and dialed his number: "Ayan , I'm

sorry to bother you, do you have time now?"

"I'm at the office, getting ready for a meeting, what do you want?"

"Then you get busy first, I'll wait for you downstairs at Simpson Group, there is nothing important, just

last night before going to bed in the middle of the night confused to remember something about that

matter ......"

"Why didn't you call me directly last night?"

Ayan's voice is a little sharp and low.

Eileen pursed her lips and said, "I'm afraid you're still angry and won't care about me, so I don't dare to

call you, Ayan, I really know I'm wrong, can you not ignore me?"

She clasped her hands tightly, her heart restless, afraid that Ayan would not want to.

But the end result was what she wanted, as Ayan said lightly, "You come up first, huh?"

"You have a meeting, so I'll disturb you if I go up there, right?"

"I'll send Kian down to pick you up, you come up first, huh?"

Ayan silent for a moment, gentle voice reveals a low gentle, that handsome face is also covered by a

cold as a haze, can not see his deep eyes flooded with what kind of emotions and color.

In the time waiting for Eileen to come up, Ayan's face always emerged with a cold detachment, he

lightly gripped the phone, a very heavy frown emerged between the high and profound, no one knows

what he was thinking in his heart?

Kian knocked on the office door, "Mr. Simpson, Miss Khan is here."

He then collected all his emotions and looked over with his eyes flooded with gentleness, "Eileen, sit

down first."

Eileen nodded and walked over to stay, and he also sat across from Eileen.

Then took the initiative to pour her a glass of water before saying, "Why don't you just come up?"

"I was afraid to disturb you."

Eileen responded in a warm voice, her eyes flushed with vague ingratiation and awe.

Ayan looked at her with a slight frown, "Eileen, are you blaming me for punishing you for that incident?"