President's wife

When Zhao Yi opened his eyes, the person in his arms had already left, and it was he who smelled the fragrance of vegetables!He knew that her little girl was making soup for him, Zhao Yi badly thought, how nice it would be if he really had her last night.

Zhao Yi sat up, went into the bathroom to sort out the traces of Ye Wan's madness, she knew how to cry in his arms last night, but she didn't know how hard he endured.The woman he loves can be hugged but not touched. If this continues, he can become a saint.

Walking into the kitchen, Bai Yaoyu just put the two of them on the table, and Zhao Yi made a sincere look, as if it was written on his face that I didn't mean it.And Yaoyu has only two words from beginning to end - grievance.

"Little girl, please forgive me. I really lost control last night." Zhao Yi opened his arms and held Bai Yaoyu in his arms. Bai Yaoyu wanted to break free, but Zhao Yi hugged him tightly Yes, thinking of the desperate struggle last night, Bai Yaoyu couldn't help biting his lips and weeping.

I heard the person in my arms crying again: "'Little girl, you scolded and beat you, why are you still crying? People who don't know think I really did something to you!"

"You still said no! Woohoo."

"Okay, okay, I'm a beast, I'm a bastard, I'm not a human, don't cry"

After a long time, Bai Yaoyu stopped crying, and Zhao Yi looked at her pitifully: "Little girl, I'm starving to death."

Zhao Yi let go of her, and Bai Yaoyu put the spoon next to the porridge: "Come and eat, you wash the dishes after dinner."

"Yes, madon." Zhao Yi took out a tissue with pity, and wiped away the tears on Bai Yaoyu's face, "Little girl, I'm sorry, I scared you last night, I should have known about it...amp; #65279;; ..."

Bai Yaoyu looked at him together, "Just what?"

"Just be gentle, maybe you just follow me and miss a good opportunity to enjoy it for nothing." Zhao Yi had a pity on his face, and he still didn't forget to click his lips.

"You...amp;#65279;;;..." Bai Yaoyu blushed and raised her small powder fist to hit Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi hid while begging for mercy, the porridge on the table reflected the figures of the two, and seemed to be envious of this sweet couple.