A Day of Love: The President's Prey

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Song Haiyue?

She didn't go back to the bedroom so late, what was she doing sleeping here?

Are you...waiting for him? [

Sikong Jingqiu froze, walked over, took off his suit jacket, and covered Haiyue's body. After making sure that her whole body was covered, he squatted down slowly, took off his shoes, and sat down cross-legged in front of her. He stared blankly at Haiyue, who showed a fair face from the suit jacket.

In terms of appearance, she can only be considered pretty, and it is not comparable to those delicate and charming women around him in the past.

In terms of figure, the measurements are barely passable, as for the height...

Sikong Jinglai lowered his eyes, and glanced at her petite body curled up under the suit jacket. She should only be [-], compared to his height of [-], she is simply a small peacock.

Being petite, sometimes he even worried that he would cut his waist off if he was not careful when he was intimate.

However, such a petite woman seems to be like a power generator, always so optimistic-before marrying him, she was like a little sun that radiated infinite heat, with eternal energy. Inexhaustible energy.

pity……

After marrying him, she was like a deflated ball, exhausted of all her energy...

Sikong Jingqiu stretched out his hand, and brushed her hair that was hanging down her cheeks behind her ears, and stared at her with tenderness like water.

Song Haiyue must not remember that she saved herself a few years ago.

But yes, he was disheveled and covered in blood at the time, and he was so embarrassed that he almost couldn't recognize himself. How could Song Haiyue be expected to remember his appearance?

Sikong Jingqiu sighed leisurely.

If he had come back to look for her immediately after recovering from the injury, would Du Yunyan not have taken over her heart today? marry yourself?