Madam Dihao is not good

Bai Yunshang's heart moved. After they parted, he would dream of her every day, hug her and possess her in his dreams.The so-called Xiao Biesheng is newly married, and Sikong Zeye has been in contact with her very frequently, even if the two of them just called to hear her voice, he would feel it.

Before going to bed last night, he actually listened to her voice to solve his needs.

It was Bai Yunshang's first attempt at this kind of "video sex ~ love".

【Me too. 】Bai Yunshang replied three words.

When Sikong Zeye called, Bai Yunshang cut off the call, because once the two talked on the phone, neither of them could control the time, and it would take at least a few hours. [

[I'm going to the opera house to see later, call later. 】

【When are you coming back? ] He asked impatiently.

【Soon, let me think about it. 】

She came to Moscow because she knew about their blood relationship, but she only knew it unilaterally!

She didn't know how to face him again

He sent a wicked text message: [Come back early, I miss you, and it misses you very much too. 】

[Besides that, can't you think of anything else when you're with me? 】

[What do you want me to think of? 】

[For example, our future. 】

【Married,】 He replied quickly, 【Children. 】

Bai Yunshang was silent. They were related by blood. Being together was already a forbidden love. How could they get married again and have children?

[What if we can't have children? ] She asked tentatively.

[We must have children. 】

Bai Yunshang closed the phone silently, went out, and walked on an unfamiliar street.

It was snowing, covering the scenery of Moscow in white.Coming here to watch the Royal Ballet has been her childhood wish.

But when she really saw the wonderful performance, she was in a trance, and her mind was not here at all.

There was a shadow beside him, and a man in a men's coat sat down.

Bai Yunshang turned her head abruptly, as if seeing Sikong Zeye's deep blue eyes and arrogant and charming chin in a daze.He laughed, raised one corner of his mouth slightly, pinched her chin with his hand, and called her in his usual unique voice: Yun Shang.

It's just that he called these two words, and she would tremble sensitively all over [

"Miss, may I help you with anything?"

The man in front of him asked Bai Yunshang in Moscow language.