Lovely Wife: Forced Marriage from Mr Ye

The man looked at the little girl fainting in his arms, and his eyes were a little deep.

A moment later, he picked up the man, turned and walked out of the basement.

The old housekeeper didn't see Yunqing go downstairs to have dinner at night. When he was about to find someone, he saw Beiming yexuan walking in from the door with Yunqing in his arms.

The old housekeeper was startled and rushed to meet him, "what's the matter with the young lady?"

"It's OK," Beiming night Xuan's tone is loose, "tired."

The old housekeeper's face became strange and coughed, "the young master, the young lady is still young, you can't be too... More considerate of her..."

Beiming yexuan's steps upstairs slightly stopped, looked down at the tired and overworked expression of the man in his arms. After a while, he opened his mouth, and his voice was a little muted, "it's OK."

Yun Qing is tired and empty, but his mind is not completely off the line.

As soon as Beiming yexuan walked in and put it down, she raised her hand and pulled off her partner's sleeve. Her voice was as light as if it was going to disappear in the next second. "Bathroom..."

Beiming yexuan looked at her tired eyelids and walked into the bathroom.

The hot water was put in the bathtub, and all kinds of herbs were soaked in it.

Beiming night Xuan put her on the carpet, squatted down, gently peeled the hair on her forehead to the back of her ear, and hooked her lips, "don't sleep in the bathroom, or I'll come to hold you in person."

After a while, I heard the sound of "um" from the cloud.

Beiming night Xuan will take off her belt, put it aside, and then turn around to go out.

The cloud inclines to prop up to faint the mind, take off the whole body sweat wet clothes, almost climbed into the bathtub.

Maybe the threat of Beiming yexuan played a role. She was so tired that she couldn't move a finger, but she didn't sleep in the bathtub.

After soaking for half an hour, I don't know if the medicinal materials have played a role. Yun Qingjing's spirit is much better.

She put on her bathrobe, held the doorframe and moved out of the bathroom with some difficulty.

Then he was stunned.

A man in black, with his back to her, stood at the door, not knowing how long he had been waiting.

Hearing the sound, he turned around, his eyes wrapped in black, voice as usual gentle, "come to eat."

Cloud inclined subconsciously to close the collar.

She didn't get her clean clothes in. There's a vacuum under the bathrobe.

The cloud tilts uneasily to cast aside the face, cover up the hot meaning that gushes up the ear, the urn voice says, "I change clothes to come."

Beiming night Xuan staring at her, eyes quietly lit up a trace of extremely dangerous mood.

The 19-year-old girl, wearing a thin bathrobe, with long wet hair over the shoulder, delicate tender beautiful body outline almost at a glance.

The neckline was pulled a little askew by her unconscious, revealing the clavicle.

Two slender straight legs, exposed to the air, white to the eye, is a crime.

Beiming night Xuan seems to be bewitched and walks towards her.

As soon as Yun Qing returned to God, he saw that the man was in front of him.

She smelled a very light mint fragrance, a little cold, but also with a man's unique warmth, especially let people want to get close to.

The warm breath fell on her side, burning.

Yun Qing pinched his fingers and moved back quietly.

Beiming yexuan slowly raised her hand, but her slender fingers fell on her hair, and took a piece of medicine leaf with the tip of a nail from it.

"I've got someone to push it for you. I'll get up in the morning and it won't be so bad."

Cloud tilts down long eyelashes, as far as possible to let the voice listen to nothing unusual, "good."

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