Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

He took out the key from his pocket, gently inserted it into the lock hole, slightly rotated, and the White Checkered wooden door opened.

There is a faint fragrance in the air. Everything is a simple decoration style unique to northern Europe, with a little pastoral style.

Beige Floral tablecloths, curtains

The white piano in the corner.

Simple Nordic style white large row sofa, and thick cashmere carpet under the glass tea table.

The huge fireplace in the living room is decorated with many lace and broken flowers, and two white hugging bears are placed on it.

When the door opened, the wind chime hanging next to the window made a clear sound.

"Oriental world brocade..."

Ye Qingcheng's voice was soft.

"Hmm?" the eyebrow of Dongfang Shijin Yingting slightly picked up. Without waiting for ye Qingcheng's reaction, he had beaten her horizontally and picked her up.

"Ah..."

Ye Qingcheng gave a small exclamation, but he immediately put out a bracelet around his neck and let him hold it.

Now it is the afternoon of Danish time. The sun is gentle and warm.

The big bedroom upstairs is full of Nordic style, with white walls, ivory reliefs and thick white carpets

Dongfang Shijin pressed Ye Qingcheng on the big bed. When she was knocked down, Ma Zai and the bodyguard just walked to the door of the villa.

"Wait a minute..."

"Not for a second."

"Well... There is no sound insulation here..."

"They can't hear."

"Don't..."

"Do you want it? Huh?"

"Wait a minute..."

"Not for half a second."

With that, the big palm of Dongfang Shijin had reached behind her, zipped her back, kissed her forehead in small pieces, and went down to her lips

Dongfang Shijin has always felt that her lips are as soft and gentle as petals, with the fragrance of fruits, soft and waxy

He couldn't help kissing her.

Ye Qingcheng didn't resist too fiercely. He put his hands around his neck and closed his eyes slightly. It seemed that he was enjoying his kiss.

Ma Zai and others put the suitcase in the living room and heard their laughter.

The horse also smiled comfortably. This time, he left the Oriental manor. They were finally able to live comfortably for a few days.

Immediately, the horse led a group of bodyguards to exit and guard at the door of the villa.

Ye Qingcheng was a little dizzy by Dongfang shijinwen. Her skirt had been opened by him, exposing a large area of skin. When the wind blew in, it was a little cool.

Ye Qingcheng opened his eyes. A pair of autumn water pupils were shining with a kind of intoxicating light.

Her face was tinged with red.

"Oriental world brocade..." her voice is like cotton candy and soft waxy, as if it had blown into people's heart

The sunshine outside shines in. It's light gold.

Her thick long hair spread on the big bed with white inlaid blue broken Phnom Penh, like a blooming flower elf

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Duang Duang Duang, recently, a gentle pet wave ~ is about to be abused... In other words, the foreshadows buried in the above don't have to worry, they will be solved one by one~