The runaway wife of the president of the empire

Through the glass, Lei Yufeng looked at the indistinct figure inside, a predatory sharpness flashed in his eyes, and his expression became cold and resolute.

He walked towards the shower room, stretched out his hand and opened the door.

There was a rushing sound of warm water, and because of the steaming fog in the shower room, what came into his eyes was only a vague figure, but it was still exquisite.

"Why?" Mu Yiyi pulled the towel on the hook to cover herself, no matter how intimate she was with him, she still felt shy naturally.

"Help me wash!" Lei Yufeng stepped in, his voice muffled. [

Mu Yi wrapped the towel around his body and tied it up, then took off the shower and rinsed him carefully.

Lei Yufeng looked down at her wet face and said, "If I hadn't agreed to you, Han Zhenyu wouldn't be alive today!"

His implication is that today's Evergrande Group's complete defeat is already the greatest gift to Han Zhenyu.

The movement of her hands paused for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

The man of feelings was still upset about what she said just now, she pursed her mouth and turned off the shower.

She couldn't worry about those bad things between men, but now all she wanted in her heart was to have a good time with him.

"Okay! I know what you mean!"

"It's good to know!" Lei Yufeng took the shower from her hand and put it away, and threw the dry towel into her arms.

She wiped his whole body with a towel, except for the thin layer of scab and the taboo area.

"Wipe clean!" The expression on his face was not very good-looking, but the tone of his voice was a little provocative.

"Wipe it yourself! Anyway, it's almost the same!"

He didn't say anything else, but when he stretched out his big palm to receive the towel she handed over, he grabbed her hand and the towel.

"Yiyi, don't you want to go with me?"

"no!"

"But you are not happy!"

"No! I just thought it was too sudden!"

He patted her face lightly, and said with a smile: "Go and get used to it first, it will be where you will live for a long time in the future. Don't worry, I'm here!"

Mu Yiyi's heart started beating wildly, and his mind was in a mess.

But his words, I am here, still brought her peace of mind. [

Subconsciously, she moved closer to his body, and slowly leaned against his chest, his powerful and rhythmic heartbeat rang clearly in her ears.

"Wind..." she whispered, without words.

……

When going down to have breakfast, Mu Yiyi found many large suitcases in the hallway, and the servants in the villa seemed rather busy.

"Feng, I want to take Weixi with me, is that okay?" She took a sip of milk and asked.

Lei Yufeng nodded: "Yes! Bring whatever you like!"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and told the servant standing behind him: "Go up and take down the oil painting on the head of the bed in the master bedroom, and take that with you."

The servant responded.

It was too late for Mu Yiyi to stop it.

"Yiyi, I like that painting very much!"

She raised her eyes and stared at him, and tried to smile: "It's good if you like it, but that painting..."

She hesitated to speak, her expression flickering.

"what?"

"Actually, that painting is not very good. If you like it, I will draw another one for you someday!"

"Didn't you say that the painting was a coming-of-age gift you gave yourself?" The smile on Lei Yufeng's face was extremely gentle at this moment.