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

Bai Yunshang's heart paused for a moment, his eyes almost went dark, and he fainted because of his illness from being too excited.

The corridors were dimly lit.

In an instant, the two men looked at each other and collided.

Sikong Haoran's surprised expression quickly returned to normal, and he leaned into Bai Yunshang's ear ambiguously and said, "Not bad, he took good care of my brother. He's still in your room at such a late night."

"..."[

"Brother, don't tire my little baby too much. Where are you taking her tonight? How can such an important festival leave me alone when I'm sick. It's really too much."

"..."

"Okay, continue to serve my brother...don't forget what I said."

Sikong Haoran patted Bai Yunshang's shoulder, as if nothing had happened just now, turned around gracefully, and returned to his room.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Bai Yunshang woke up suddenly from the daze.

When did Sikong Sawano come to her room?He was in there all the time?Did you hear what you just said? !

Actually, apart from the sentence that Sikong Haoran wants to take her away, everything else is irrelevant.

And he said that he would take her away, but he could not confirm her identity.

Thinking wildly, she felt those scorching eyes staring at her——

Sikong Zeye stood silently at the door.

His face was hard and unnervingly quiet.

Suddenly he turned around and walked into the room. Bai Yunshang hesitated for a moment, then followed him in.

There was only one small wall lamp on in the room.

Sikong Haoran sat down by the window and poured wine, his deep eyes were like the surface of a pitch-black sea under a storm——

Although she didn't look at him, she seemed to feel his eyes staring at her.

Bai Yunshang suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and stood there blankly for a while, trying to stabilize his emotions, and glanced at him to see that there was a piece of gauze on his forehead.

It seems that the injury is not serious.

She was slightly relieved, and thought of Sikong Haoran's words again:

[Don't worry, I have planned everything, I will take you away tomorrow.We stay and fly together...】[

When she thought that she was about to leave Sikong Zeye, she panicked and felt hollow in her heart.

Guilt, anxiety, reluctance, pain, all kinds of emotions towards her——

Sikong Zeye drank another glass of wine.

The space was quiet and stiff. He didn't say a word, but kept repeating the action of pouring wine.

He drank very hard, not to mention that it was strong alcohol, and his head was still injured, how could he keep drinking like this...