Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

There is a small jade jar, which looks about the size of a man's fist. On both sides are carved jade dragons circling up, burning three sandalwood incense.

It was a painting.

A beautiful woman, at one glance, seems suffocating.

The woman in the painting is a sharp and handsome side face, with a slightly plump chin like an exquisite real-life SD doll. Her eyes look into the distance, with a cold, arrogant and mature charm. She looks up and slightly carries the skirt, a long black skirt, and the V-neck on the back to the waist.

Her figure is as graceful as a mermaid.

The kind of beauty that is divorced from the secular world, her amazing makes everyone a little out of breath.

The black dress was like the fog of the forest.

Behind her was a large fog and an occasional cross.

The exquisite crown on her head added a bit of domineering.

Night queen.

This is the word everyone remembered when they saw her.

"Who is she?" the horse frowned. On the one hand, it was because the woman was too beautiful and even unreal. On the other hand, it was

Although she has a side face and even a few wisps of long hair hanging down to cover her face, her exposed chin and eyes are 9 points like Ye Qingcheng!

However, although they are also cold and arrogant, ye Qingcheng's temperament is softer. The coldness and arrogance of the women in the painting is almost in their bones, especially with the charm of mature women, which seduces people's hearts, but they dare not approach!

A poisonous flower.

"Oh, that picture," the man raised his hand through the wooden door with a lantern in his hand, "the goddess of the black market, Claudia and Claudia, is the love of Lord Brian's life."

"..." Ma Zai doesn't know the woman, nor does he want to know the story behind the painting. The only thing that attracts his attention is the woman in the painting, which is very similar to Ye Qingcheng

However, Ma Zai knew that there would be no relationship between them after a slight thought in his heart. They knew all the growth materials of Ye Qingcheng from small to large.

The man took them to the inner hall. It was really a pure style of the Republic of China.

Is a simple living room decoration.

Dark gray floor with wooden tables and chairs on both sides.

"You came suddenly today. I didn't prepare anything..."

"No need..." Ye Qingcheng refused. "I just have a little thing to ask you."

"Oh, little thing?" the man sat down on the wooden teacher's chair in front. There was a pipe on the tea table on the wooden table. He was wearing a loose robe and pajamas inside. He smiled. "It must be no small thing that can make you come in the middle of the night."

"Is there any place to sell drugs here?" Ye Qingcheng directly and simply entered the theme, "such as all kinds of black market drugs, poisons, and... Antidotes?"

*********************Give you a different president Wen baa hahaha ~ mmm, don't worry, this is the president's love, it won't be too sci-fi! Lou Lou is far away from ordinary dog blood and vulgar customs. President Wen baa hahaha, don't hit me*******************