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

Bai Yunshang kissed his chin back with a smile, and said energetically, "I'm not tired. I can do more tiring things."

"What do you want to do?"

Bai Yunshang took his hand, walked back to their bedroom, and closed the door.Then she stood by the bed and began to unbutton herself.After taking off her coat, she was going to take off her knitted sweater again...

A hand pressed her shoulder.

Sikong Zeye stared at her secretly, which always made her feel trembling all over. [

Bai Yunshang didn't look at him, but hugged him: "Why, don't you want me?"

"Stop making trouble, you need a good rest." He hugged her and put her back.

Bai Yunshang asked firmly: "You really don't want me?"

Sikong Zeye was silent, his eyes were like a big palm, pulling at the most painful part of her heart.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't go to heaven." Bai Yunshang frowned, even if she was punished by heaven, it didn't matter.Because she really, really wanted to give Sikong Zeye some comfort... Apart from comfort, she couldn't give anything else.

"Go to sleep." Sikong Zeye pulled the quilt on her.

"Then I really fell asleep?"

At this moment, as if he had been pardoned, Bai Yunshang's whole body was hit by sudden sleepiness.She squinted her eyes, but didn't dare to sleep, fearing that she would never be able to open her eyes again after falling asleep.

"Sawano, can you tell me a story?"

"What story do you want to hear?"

"Tell me your story, what happened when you were a child..."

As she said that, Bai Yunshang was so tired that she couldn't even open her eyes, so she slowly closed her eyes.

Sikong Zeye's low and deep voice spoke in her ears, but her thinking began to be paralyzed, and the passage of time slowed down, just like her blood that gradually began to coagulate.

She seemed to see out of the window suddenly, the fallen leaves all over the sky were flying, spinning and withering in the cold wind.

The butterflies are flying, the people are bleak, and the heart is lost; the warbler is still singing, the flowers have fallen, the whispers are still lingering and forgetting the old covenant, and the desire to embrace is empty, regardless of the vows and mountain alliances.Remembering each other, regretting meeting each other, hating meeting each other, wishing to meet each other, if there is another time, we will still meet again...

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More than a year later, winter.

It was just dawn, but the sky began to snow.

Countless young snow elves cover the world one after another, falling on houses, roads, and street lamps, covered with soft white. [

The street lamps that have not been extinguished illuminate a circle of warm yellow.

At dawn, the whole city was covered with thick snow.In a certain villa, the window was suddenly pushed open——