Arresting the little runaway wife: please be gentle with the wolf-like president

With a tall and stalwart figure, she was wearing a handmade black shirt, revealing a cold and gloomy atmosphere—in fact, she made the shirt herself, but she just forgot.

Bai Yunshang's heart paused for a moment, and she was a little stunned.

Wasn't that her dream?Is everything true?

Suddenly her heart ached again, with a burning sensation, as if the tear of Sikong Zeye had just passed through time and distance and landed on her heart, making her feel hot.

Suddenly the tall figure froze—[

A pair of small hands suddenly supported his waist from behind, and his soft body was pressed against his back.

This action undoubtedly made him a little dazed. After a long while, he asked in a low voice, "How did you wake up? When did you wake up?"

"just."

Sikong Zeye turned around and faced her directly.

His expression, neither happy nor unhappy, was still the same as before, cold and indifferent.

Staring at her with gloomy eyes, he reprimanded in a low voice: "Are you enjoying this game of death?"

"..."

"You feel very happy to be worried about you, don't you?" He grabbed her chin vigorously with his hand, and he said ruthlessly.

How could she know that he was so worried yesterday that his heart stopped beating and he was about to die.

If she died, he would have thought of jumping off the plane with her in his arms.

Fortunately, she didn't die, she survived...

"You have the right to suffer on your own." He wanted to scold her to wake her up, "I warn you, as long as I am alive, you will never want to die! If you dare to die, show me, I will not let the Bai family and Mo Liuyuan go! "

"...?"

"Why don't you speak, and show this aggrieved expression to whom?!"

His attitude immediately made Bai Yunshang take back the hand around his waist, and his body also took two steps back.

She is like this, she is cold when she is cold, soft when she is soft, and has a strong sense of self-defense: "If Mr. Earl is worried, I really hug... um..."

The sudden kiss forced Bai Yunshang back again and again.

Sikong Zeye clasped her waist, and kissed her fiercely and crazily.

The underfolded eyelashes trembled slightly, and she could see his sunken eye sockets. He must have not slept well for a long time... [

Kissing her, the hard stubble pricked her.

His face was even more thin and angular.

Bai Yunshang's hand touched his face distressedly... This movement made Sikong Zeye's kiss stop.