Arresting the little runaway wife: please be gentle with the wolf-like president

But her pitiful pleading did not even get half a sympathy from him.

Her face was even paler, pale and bleeding.

Immediately afterwards, Sikong Zeye said something that made her paler:

"Your lover will come to pick you up soon."

"..."[

"Are you very happy? Are you going to sleep and fly with him?"

Bai Yunshang frowned, her hair was pulled tightly, causing her scalp to tingle.

Although she already had a bad premonition in her heart, she tried her best to reject that premonition and asked tentatively, "I don't understand what you mean."

"Stop pretending to me. Since you want to see him so much, I'll let him in to see you."

Saying that, Sikong Zeye finally let go of her hair, and picked out a pretty little foreign dress from the closet.

That white layered skirt is Sikong Sawano's favorite.

He said that she wore it, like a fairy who could not eat fireworks, and also like a princess of some noble country.

The pajamas were ripped open, and the white round and tender pink cherries were exposed to the air...

Bai Yunshang subconsciously stretched out her hand to cover her chest.

Sikong Zeye took her hand away and smiled mockingly: "What are you hiding?"

Pulling her up roughly, he took the underwear and put it on her, then quickly put on the skirt and zipped it up.

Throughout the process, his speed was fast and handy.

Bai Yunshang was pulled to the makeup mirror, and with a sweep of her hand, all the wreckage on the makeup table fell to the ground.He picked up a few usable cosmetics and threw them on the table: "Makeup."

Bai Yunshang sat blankly.

He yelled again: "Make up!"

"..."

"Hide the swollen marks on your face for me, and make up your face! I want you to go to see him beautifully, do you hear me? Don't let me repeat it a second time!"

Bai Yunshang whispered, "See him? I really don't understand what you're talking about."

Sikong Zeye seemed to be angry: "You still pretend to me!" [

The body was dragged to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the curtain was ripped open with a "wow--".

In the courtyard, Qingjun's figure was standing under the crabapple tree with his back to her.He raised his head slightly, as if looking at the hibiscus bird in the cage.

The wind picked up, and the ends of his hair and the corners of his clothes were blown up gently.

He stood under a tree covered with petals, his body was covered with warm spots of light...

Butler He stood aside, still in that respectful posture.

One master and one servant, still and noble, just like the most beautiful clip in an idol movie.