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

"Tomorrow at 7 o'clock in the evening, you come here to pick me up. I think you can find a way to appease him in one day..."

At night, Bai Yunshang didn't sleep well, and had bizarre dreams one after another.

One dreamed that the medicine was useless and she died; another dreamed that Sikong Zeye was buried in the fire of the villa; another dreamed that Sikong Haoran was walking towards her in pain with blood dripping from his arm...

In fact, she thinks about it day by day and dreams at night, these three things are what she is worried about, so her fearful state of mind is completely exposed in the dream.

Misty, she felt footsteps around her. [

Just waking up from a nightmare, she opened her eyes and saw a figure standing beside the bed——

It was still dark night outside the window, and the lights in the room were not turned on.

As if the scene in the dream came back to reality, Sikong Haoran stood in front of her with a pale face and said:

[Little thing, I'm leaving, let's come to see you... Don't miss me too much. 】

"what!!!"

"Yunshang, it's me. It's me."

A deep voice sounded, it was the deep voice she missed.

But Bai Yunshang was frightened, her whole body shrank on the head of the bed, her face was pale, her heart was about to jump out.

"Crack", the bedside lamp was turned on.

The warm light shone on Sikong Zeye's handsome and resolute side face.

He was wearing a hat and a hospital gown under his overcoat, from which the bandages of the wound were peeking out.

Bai Yunshang looked at him in shock until a warm embrace surrounded her.

But her body was still shaking uncontrollably, she had never been so frightened before!

Sikong Zeye picked her up, sat on the edge of the bed, and called her several times in a low voice, and she seemed to slowly regain her senses.

It's Sikong Sawano!

Bai Yunshang steadied herself, put her arms around his neck tentatively, and felt his breath, which smelled like a little potion...

It is now past 3 o'clock in the middle of the night, and he obviously came from France as soon as he received the news.

"Have a nightmare?"

"Um……"[

"What nightmare scares you like this?"

"It's nothing..." Bai Yunshang didn't expect him to run over, wanting to check the injury on his head, "Why did you go back to China, why didn't you take a good rest in the hospital! Are you okay?"

Sikong Zeye took her hand: "It's okay. What's important for you, more important than meeting me?"

"I……"

He has kissed her.

The kiss that was lost and found again was eager and full of frantic longing.