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

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

In the next second, the lips were kissed again, becoming hotter and crazier.

Bai Yunshang was pushed back and walked back, carefully responding to his kiss, but was forced by his enthusiasm to be more and more unable to resist.Suddenly, her legs knocked, and her legs landed in front of a sofa, and she fell down and sat down.

Sikong Zeye still did not "let her go", he simply leaned on the armrest of the sofa, leaned over his tall body, and kissed her even harder.

The lips were so painful and hot from being sharpened. [

This is a very punishing kiss, rolling out like magma, expressing Sikong Sawano's worries and longings when he was driven to a corner.

He was really about to be driven crazy by this woman... Only she could make him feel crazy countless times...

The long kiss ended, and Bai Yunshang breathed the long-lost air, almost suffocating.

Her body was hugged tightly again, Sikong Zeye's face was buried in her shoulder socket, her body was tense and trembling——

He didn't move, and she didn't dare to move either.

He wantonly inhaled her fragrance, felt her existence, she woke up, survived, and he did not lose her.

She might find it difficult to experience this feeling of regaining what was lost in her entire life.

Although Bai Yunshang couldn't feel it, she could feel the sour feeling flowing in the air.

The atmosphere was tense and stagnant.

Her face was on his shoulder, her eyes were wide open, and she held him tightly in her arms.

This man cares about himself, he really cares about her...

"Sorry, I……"

"Do you dare to do it next time?" He seemed to have finally calmed down, leaning his forehead against hers, his expression returned to normal and asked, "Do you still dare to make me worry about you like this?"

"Don't dare."

"I didn't hear it."

"Don't dare."

"Be louder, I didn't hear you!"

Bai Yunshang pursed her lips, unable to control herself at all, stroking his face with her fingers: "...you have lost weight."

Sikong Zeye's heart suffocated forcefully, all the anger disappeared without a trace in an instant, and what appeared in his eyes again was endless gentleness. [

"Why don't you take your medicine?"

"I……"

It was another kiss, but it was gentle and lingering. Sikong Zeye pressed her on the sofa, kissed her, and couldn't help but reach out his hand through her loose pajamas.

After she was sent to the hotel last night, he changed her clothes and washed her for her.