Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

But she never used perfume.

This fragrance seems to be the natural fragrance of her

Otherwise, why, it is the same shampoo and shower gel of the same series, but there is no breath of her

These days when she is not around, it is clear that she is right beside him

Every time I take a bath, I close my eyes slightly, I can always have her breath in front of me. When I open my eyes, I don't see her at all.

After a little sniffing, I remembered that the shower gel and shampoo had not been replaced.

If there is her breath like nothing

Wisps of lingering, if there seems to be no desire to provoke the bottom of his heart.

And... The most fatal thing is that since he tasted her, any other woman bored him and had no interest at all

Is her magic really so great?

Or... He's addicted to food?

Right now, she is in his arms, beside him

He also finally felt that kind of real tenderness. He missed the gentle jade man for several days.

Suddenly, the hot palm continued to heat up, and the flame became more and more hot

Ye Qingcheng stared and couldn't move.

His arm was as tight around her as steel, and she couldn't struggle at all!

She swore that she really hated this man!

Unexpectedly, Dongfang Shijin didn't do anything. Just touching her skin made her almost lose her mind.

"Qingcheng, tell me, you miss me too..."

The mellow voice is somewhat dumb, mixed with a strong hot breath, as enchanting as bewitching.

"Roll......"

Ye Qingcheng roared, and his brain became a little chaotic because of the suddenly warming air.

Ye Qingcheng held his hand tightly, and his fingernails pinched the palm of his hand deeply to sober his mind.

The hot hand pulled away. There was a fine cold sweat on Ye Qingcheng's face. Without the support of his hand, ye Qingcheng's weakness almost slipped off the table.

Ye Qingcheng's breath is unstable. He has never felt so dirty and disgusting!

She almost jumped off his leg.

Then he raised his hand and brought a bowl of fish soup in front of him. Ye Qingcheng thought he was going to feed her, and his face was so bad.

It seems that the cat has teased enough prey. He tidied up his clothes and carefully wiped the sweat on Ye Qingcheng's forehead.

He was as indifferent and leisurely as if nothing had happened. Instead, he was Ye Qingcheng. His fine hair was wet with sweat, and his clothes were a bit messy and very embarrassed.

Ye Qingcheng gasped slightly for a while, and then gradually recovered his calm.

He pushed a small porcelain bowl in front of Ye Qingcheng.

"Pick out the fish bones for me."

"Aren't these things that people can do?"

"Is this your jurisdiction?"

"Then why did you ask me to do these things for you?"

"Your mouth is sharp. You can try it on the bed." he said, moving impartially.

Ye Qingcheng gritted his teeth, took the bowl and tweezers, and impatiently picked up the fishbone.

"Can you let me go after this meal?"

Ye Qingcheng was really impatient and fiddled with the fish.

"Don't consider staying? I can provide you with any service." he opened his mouth, bit the chopsticks she handed him, and licked vaguely, full of pornography.