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

Smith Linda said: "I sometimes love Austin (Austin) masculinity, and sometimes I am mad at him, this guy who is loved and hated ... when he likes a thing, he is very pampered. , a lot of pampering; lost interest, but terrible indifference and neglect treatment. I don't know how long he will like that beautiful thing inside?"

"I haven't played it yet," Sikong Haoran replied, "I don't know if her value is just her appearance, or her real value is priceless. When I have the answer, I will definitely tell you."

"Ansair, are you interested in her too?"

"Currently interested."

"Is she really that pretty?" [

"You'll know when you see it later, let's go down..."

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Bai Yunshang closed the notebook forcefully, with an indescribable feeling in her heart.I don't know why, that woman named Smith Linda, just hearing the voice made her feel very uncomfortable and disgusted...

That woman's arrogance, pride, that inherent nobility.

Perhaps being pampered since she was a child means that she really lives in the upper class, and she also has the same arrogance and arrogance as Sikong Sawane.

Hearing movement and talking in the yard, Bai Yunshang suddenly became very interested in the woman's appearance.

She walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and opened a corner of the curtains.

In the courtyard, the long blue dress dragged down and landed on the ground covered with petals.

The long golden hair is draped, and a diamond crown is pinned to the princess-style coiled hair, inlaid with light that is more crystal clear than the silver light of the moon.

It's just that the aura on her body is too fierce, so fierce that even the sun seems to dim...

The scenery of the entire courtyard is receding, appearing empty and blurred.

Long pink ribbons dangle from the crabapple wood.

That woman is just a back view, so beautiful, so enchanting, so arrogant.

Two handsome men and a beautiful woman standing in the courtyard will definitely make the whole world lose its color.

"Okay, it's getting late, didn't you mean you want to race with me? Is it okay for you to wear this?" Sikong Haoran, who was dressed in a tight black leather jacket and leather pants, straddled the motorcycle and put on his helmet.

"OK."

Before leaving, Smith Linda took Sikong Zeye's neck and kissed him twice on the cheek.Suddenly, when Sikong Zeye didn't respond, he turned his face slightly and kissed his lips...