Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"When?"

"It's been two days. You've been sleeping for two days. We don't dare to disturb you..."

Bishop answered nearby.

Lucifer's eyes narrowed dangerously, "two days?!"

"Yes, you slept for 49 hours," replied bishop. "Now do you want me to tell the cook to prepare food for you?"

"Where are her people?" Lucifer held his forehead, took a pillow from the side and padded it behind his back. His hand accidentally touched a place, turned his head and looked. It was a simple projector made by him that day.

Lucifer raised his head and turned sideways. There were many drawings scattered beside the projector. The copper wire inside was slightly black. Obviously, it was touched.

"Young master, are you talking about Miss ye...?"

Bishop looked at the picture of his young master and was slightly stunned.

"Yes."

"We haven't been paying attention to her for two days... I'll send someone to bring Miss ye here," Bishop said, and turned away.

Lucifer leaned against the head of the bed, raised his hand and touched the cigarette box next to him. He took out a cigarette, held it neatly on his lips, slightly turned over and lit a cigarette from the candlestick next to him.

His thin lips opened slightly, spitting out a beautiful circle of smoke.

He was waiting for ye Qingcheng to enter. Her breath seemed to remain in his mind. His eyes seemed to pass her figure, vague and clear

There seems to be a great emptiness in his body, shouting for desire

"Young master... Miss Ye is not in the room..."

When bishop opened the door, Lucifer frowned slightly.

"Not in the room? Look carefully. There's any secret way in it," Lucifer frowned slightly and stretched out. He straightened up slightly and flicked the ash into the nearby ashtray.

"OK."

“……”

When Lucifer finished smoking half a box of cigarettes, the news made him frown——

"Young master, we searched all parts of the underground building, but we didn't find Miss Ye."

"So you think...?"

"Did miss Ye evaporate?"

"Do you think it's possible?" Lucifer rubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, stood up, the quilt slipped, his abdominal muscles and Mermaid lines were clear, his body was strong and beautiful, he paused and turned around, "all places have been searched?"

"Yes, sir, even the ashes have been cleaned," replied bishop respectfully.

“……”

Lucifer didn't say anything. He pulled the bath towel around his waist, raised his feet, walked on the dark brown wool carpet, white soft mop, and went to the small table next to him.

He raised his hand and brought himself a glass of mellow red wine, "so what's your opinion?"

"Miss ye can't go out from here... You know, all the gates here need passwords and your iris verification," bishop replied, suddenly frightened. "Is it miss ye who broke into the gate... Injured and killed by concealed weapons?"

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