Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Blanche arranged his sex sense sleep skirt charmingly, and looked at her proudly and frivolously, like provoking her in silence.

Ye Qingcheng looked pale, smiled and silently responded to her. Her momentum was not lost at all. She was arrogant and clear, like an ancient spirit falling into the forest, free from vulgarity, with a touch of elegant charm.

The biggest difference between her and Blanche should be the gap here - although Blanche has a proud temperament, perhaps it is her figure. There is always a kind of red naked Seduction in her smile, while ye Qingcheng, although her figure is less than her fire explosion and more symmetrical, she also has a proud temperament, but her arrogance is a light alienation, which is a kind of alienation, To attract men's attention.

In other words, Blanche would be a better choice for bed things. After all, men like hot and spicy things.

Ye Qingcheng is more suitable to be placed beside her. Just like the ornamental wild rose, it can only be viewed and can not be blasphemous. However, even if it is only free around her, it is also exciting.

She will never lose to Blanche in temperament.

But Blanche didn't pay attention to Ye Qingcheng's response. She arranged the curtains and turned back, as if someone had come outside.

Ye Qingcheng couldn't help looking over there.

The breeze was blowing gently. She saw Blanche open the door. The man outside stood in the dark, dark blue shirt, casually wearing a suit and coat.

It's the Oriental world brocade.

Blanche seemed to say something to him. Jiao smiled and wanted to take off his coat.

Ye Qingcheng looked coldly. Blanche turned around intentionally or unintentionally. It was clearly a victory of revenge in his eyes.

Ye Qingcheng also smiled coldly. She took the phone next to her——

This phone can only reach the private mobile phone of Dongfang Shijin.

On the other hand, Dongfang Shijin just stepped into Blanche's side building. Knowing what happened, he imprisoned Blanche here and prohibited her from stepping out of the door.

The indoor air conditioning was adjusted to a high temperature of nearly 28 degrees.

Blanche greeted her with a smile. He was about to push her away. The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated again. He took it out and saw the call prompt above. Suddenly, there was a faint joy.

Subconsciously raised his eyes and looked opposite. He just saw Ye Qingcheng holding the phone and curling up in the big rocking chair, looking cold and provocative at Blanche.

He immediately felt an unspeakable joy. When did this woman learn to be jealous?

"What?"

Dongfang Shijin picked up his mobile phone and took a few steps to the side. Blanche looked at Ye Qingcheng opposite with hatred. His venomous eyes wanted to turn into a sharp knife.

Ye Qingcheng took his mobile phone and heard the voice of Dongfang Shijin. He suddenly woke up. Ye Qingcheng, what are you doing

Exposed so fast

She's jealous

"Nothing," Ye Qingcheng was startled by the idea in his head. "I don't like... The taste of the food."

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