Lovely Wife: Forced Marriage from Mr Ye

With a palpitating heat.

The cloud tilted back and the next second, his eyes lit up.

Slender body, like Ru goose nest general, toward the arms of the people on the sofa in the past.

"You're back!"

With the sweet voice of excitement and joy, let the silence into the dead hall, injected with fresh breath.

Beiming night Xuan raised his hand to embrace the little wife in his arms, one hand around her waist, one hand gently stroked her face, the voice was gentle to the bone, "EH."

In the dark, Yun Qing couldn't see the missing and love on his face when he was talking.

She sat in his arms with a beautiful doll, put her arms around his long neck, and said wrongly, "you should tell me in advance, let me pick you up at the airport..."

In this way, she won't worry about insomnia.

In the night of the northern underworld, the eyes, nose and lips of the girl in her arms seemed to turn into essence

The darkness concealed the obsession and paranoia in his eyes.

He unscrupulously checked whether his beloved baby had been damaged in the past few days after he left.

Although Yun Qing couldn't see the man's expression, he still felt two lines of vision with his keen intuition. He looked at her from head to foot, from inside to outside.

Cloud tilted his back and felt cold. He blushed and palpitated. He whispered, "you haven't said good night to me these two days..."

Northern night Xuan deep vision, from her tired little face slip, good-looking lips, gently bent up.

He lowered his head and touched her forehead. "I'm not good. You can punish me as much as you want."

Cloud tilts an eyebrow eye to bend, the smile becomes bright again, "you say, don't repent?"

Beiming night Xuan looked at her fondly and said softly, "Qingbao is the girl I like. Of course, you can... Do anything to me."

Yun Qingxiao's face turned red quickly, and he said shyly, "Beiming yexuan..."

"Well?"

Yun Qing's cheeks were red, and his eyes were full of love. "I miss you..."

I really want to

The northern night Xuan's vision was glued to her face and put her in the bottom of her eyes. Her voice was very light and tender. "What else?"

Cloud tilts weakly to have no bone ground to hang on him, smell speech, blinked next eyes.

What else?

Beiming yexuan gazed at her deeply, hooked her lips and said gently, "for example, I like you."

Yun Qing's pretty face turned red in an instant.

Her snow-white hands shyly covered her cheek and opened her eyes to the man in front of her.

In fact, though, she couldn't see anything.

But the man's words, or let her heart beat faster, at a loss.

In the silence, the man looked at the baby in his arms devoutly, and said word by word, "Qing Bao, I like you..."

"I... like... You..."

"I love you..."

"I like you!"

Silent space, echoing that sentence full of affection and like "I like you."

Men's warm and warm confession, as if with magic in general, dispels all the depression and heaviness in Yunqing's heart.

Yun Qing's heart was almost beating out of his chest.

She opened her black and beautiful eyes, listened to the voice, made no secret of the confession, the whole person had a feeling of being overwhelmed by some kind of tenderness.