The runaway wife of the president of the empire

Finally, Lei Yufeng raised his head and let go of his hand abruptly. Mu Yiyi's body was hanging on the window rail like a broken branch. The body can stand.

Her breathing was a little unsteady, her face was blushing, and her lips were even more red and cute...

"Yiyi, are you tempting me?" His face was very close to her, and his hot breath directly hit her eyelids, and his deep eyes shone with a soul-stirring light.

"I didn't, don't be like this, okay?" She was still scared, and looked back out of the window in a panic.

"Is this begging me?" [

"Lei Yufeng, you can't bully me like this without bottom line! I'm not your mistress anymore!"

"Is it a mistress? Bullying you?" Lei Yufeng curled up his thin lips, pressed her body tightly, and pressed her against the window rail, "Then enjoy my love Bully!"

"Haven't you touched a woman in the past few years?" She couldn't care less than she could.

"Do you want me to touch it or do you want me not to touch it?"

Mu Yiyi was speechless. To tell the truth, of course she hoped that he would be like her, but she couldn't say that.

"Speak!" Lei Yufeng raised his hand to support her chin, making her invisible under his deep gaze.

She stared at him blankly for a while, then asked, "Can we have a good talk?"

"Talk?" Lei Yufeng bent down and bit her lips, and whispered, "Okay! Talk!"

He let go, stepped back slightly, and held the wooden window rail with his hands close to her waist. The two of them were entangled with each other, and his scorching breath sprayed on her face.

Indeed, there are many issues between them that need to be discussed.

Mu Yiyi looked back at the garden downstairs, and gave him a gentle push: "I'm tired, I want to sit for a while!"

Lei Yufeng didn't stop her, so she quickly walked to the double sofa by the wall and sat down, taking a long breath.

When facing him, the closer she got, the more she couldn't think.

"Lei Yufeng, we... can't go on like this!" Mu Yiyi smoothed out the hair hanging from her ear, and said quietly.

"why?"

"Why don't you know yet?"

Lei Yufeng stood in front of the window, with his back leaning against the window rail, with a calm expression.

They will always be like this. In the end, the problem will always be entangled in the kindness and resentment between the two families.

After several years, these complexities still haven't completely dissipated, especially in Mu Yiyi's heart. [

Because after all, he killed her father with his own hands.

"I owe you something about your father!" Lei Yufeng walked towards her slowly, regardless of whether she liked it or not, and sat down next to her, "What I want to avoid, whether you believe it or not, I never thought about really killing your father!"

"But...it happened, if you don't think about it, it happened..."

"I don't know if he can still stand up, I don't know if he will snatch grandpa's gun. It's you, what will you do? Watch your grandpa get killed, or will you shoot?"

"But that's not me, I can't make such an assumption, all I know is that we... We can't be together at all. Lei Yufeng, I haven't seen each other in recent years, aren't we all living well?"

"Live well?" Lei Yufeng looked at her with a bit of heartache. All these years, he was neither dead nor alive like a walking corpse, so that is also called living well?