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

Suddenly he heard the sound of the door being pulled——

The cold air coming from the pavement made Bai Yunshang a little sober.

She raised her face, and the snowflakes fell down, feeling icy and cool to the touch...

She was walking in the snow, rustling footsteps sounded, and her footprints were printed on the snow-white ground one by one.She didn't know where she was going, she just walked in the dark night in such a daze.

Snowflakes covered her hair and shoulders, and every puff of breath was flying in the air, but she didn't feel cold at all. [

Suddenly, she noticed another tall figure projected in the snow.

It was just a shadow, and it could be seen that it was Sikong Zeye.

She frowned, thinking this was just her own hallucination?She walked forward, and the shadow followed her forward, and seemed to remember the sound of her feet stepping on the snow behind her.

Suddenly she stopped, and the people behind her didn't stop in time, so she bumped into the chest behind her.

A hand gripped her shoulders tightly.

Her heart was beating wildly again, and she could feel Sikong Zeye's breath completely surrounding her, with his unique smell and strong brandy smell.

The shoulders were spun and she was forced to turn around.

So she saw his open skirt.

In such a big winter, he came out wearing only a thin nightgown...

Sikong Zeye's whole body was as hot as fire.He didn't know why he followed, as if driven by a mission, his body was completely out of control.

Following her, her shadow was unpredictable, constantly becoming Bai Yunshang in his eyes.

He knew that this was just another time he wanted to fantasize about other women as Bai Yunshang...

He wanted to control the illusion—

Slowly let go of her hand.

Bai Yunshang felt that her heart was slowly being let go, and with a quick step, she wanted to escape elsewhere.

The wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Sikong Zeye found that he couldn't let go: "Your name is Angela?"

"..."

"Can't talk?" [

"..."

"You're nervous." He sprayed the smell of alcohol on her face, and laughed wildly in the dark, "Your heart is beating very fast..."

As he spoke, his hand actually placed on her chest.

Bai Yunshang's heart beat really fast, and she couldn't stop her heart.

"Raise your face and look at me."

He reached out to lift her chin. In the dimness, Bai Yunshang's eyes flickered. Although she looked at him, her eyes were not focused.