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

And if he is allowed to believe that he is in love with Bai Yunshang, it will be even more troublesome.

Keeping this woman means that he doesn't have to have Bai Yunshang, he is still interested in other women.

While drinking, a pair of trembling small hands came over behind him, wrapping around his waist.

"Master, it's getting late, should we rest?"

Sikong Zeye slammed her hand away, looking back with sinister eyes. [

Seeing that Xiao Wu had been cleaned and was still wearing Bai Yunshang's pajamas, the darkness in his eyes became more intense.

"Who allowed you to move the clothes in my closet?" He said coldly, "Take it off!"

Xiao Wu was taken aback for a moment, and took two steps back in fright: "I'm sorry, I didn't bring a change of clothes. I saw women's clothes in the closet, so..."

"I told you to take it off!"

The pajamas were bought for Bai Yunshang, and she wears them all these days.

When he saw the clothes, he thought of her, his mood was irritable, and his voice became a little colder!

With tears in her eyes, Xiao Wu took off her nightdress.

She didn't even wear underwear, and the woman stood timidly with her bare upper body in her hands, very sexy and alluring.

But there was no trace of passion in Sikong Zeye's eyes.

But he suddenly remembered that this woman was kept by Sikong Haoran's side, maybe she would report every instruction he gave.

Pressing his fingers on his aching temple, he whispered, "Put it on."

"..." Xiao Wu obviously didn't dare.

"Drink too much, forgot what your name is?"

"Little dance."

"Xiao Wu, put on your clothes and go to sleep."

Xiao Wu asked hesitantly: "But where do I want to sleep?"

The master bedroom is in ruins, he is sleeping in the guest bedroom, his eyes are on the sofa, if this woman is allowed to sleep on the sofa tonight...

"Guest bedroom." He hooked the corner of his mouth, "Do you mind sleeping with me?"

"I don't mind." Don't mind. [

"Go."

After the woman left, he continued to stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and drink. After drinking one cup after another, his brain began to ache again.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on a few sandbags standing on the yard.

He walks out without boxing gloves on...

Every punching movement is swift and vicious, recruiting missions, a sandbag can't stand it for a long time before it breaks, the sand tilts out, and he replaces it.

At the same time, blood was gradually being worn out from the hands without any protection.

The night is getting deeper and deeper...