The runaway wife of the president of the empire

Suddenly, after a rustling sound, Mu Yiyi came over, sat down on the window sill, put his arms around his waist, and pressed his face against his body.

"It smells like smoke!" Lei Yufeng gently reminded him that he rarely smokes in front of her.

"Then smoke less from now on!" Mu Yiyi raised her face and smiled.

They still have three days, what will happen after three days?

Her heart throbbed in pain, but her eyes were full of smiles, and the corners of her mouth were also curved. [

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight!"

"Ok!"

"Just like the fireworks I saw on the Ferris wheel in the amusement park that night, I'm afraid I will remember them for the rest of my life." Mu Yiyi said a little sadly.

"But that night, you cried!" Lei Yufeng's big palm gently stroked her hair.

Mu Yiyi laughed softly. Yes, she cried that night, very sadly.

At that time, she didn't like this man.So, when he brought shocking pleasure to her body, she wept with shame.

"Do you like Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet"?" Mu Yiyi regretted it as soon as he said it.

But if you say it, you can't take it back.

So, with a little hope, she hoped to discuss with this man about the relationship between hatred and love.

But the man was obviously not interested in talking about it, so he replied muffledly: "I'm very tired, let's go to sleep!"

He put out the cigarette butt, turned around and threw it into the ashtray on the small table beside the sofa.

For the past two days, his heart has been in turmoil.

Rationally, he kept struggling with Mu Yiyi's true identity, and he was never hindered by any problems or difficulties.

Only this time, he found it too difficult, too difficult!

Lying on the bed, Lei Yufeng hugged Mu Yiyi tightly in his arms, and was depressed alone for a while.

In the end, he still couldn't control his strong desire for her, so he pressed her tightly under his body, lingering to death...

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In a villa on the outskirts of Florence. [

Mrs. Greco held a coffee cup in one hand and stroked a dark gray British Shorthair cat curled up in her lap with the other.

Sister Ping sat across from her with a calm expression.

"Are you really Li Wanping?" Mrs. Greco asked.

"Yes! My appearance has changed a lot over the years, so it's hard to recognize me, isn't it?" Sister Ping said as she smoothed her hair by her ear.

"Then how dare you come to me?"

"Because we have a common enemy... Beitang Wu!"

Mrs. Greco put down the coffee cup, raised her head slightly, and there was a trace of disdain on her fair face: "Isn't he your lover?"

"It's been an enemy for a long time, now, I only hate him!" Sister Ping made no secret of her resentment towards Beitang Wu.

That ruthless man had already crushed her love to ashes!

"Really?" Mrs. Greco stroked the cat's head, the cat lay down docilely, and looked at the woman opposite with a pair of golden round eyes vigilantly.

"So, I can't let his biological daughter become the mistress of the Lei family easily!"

"What did you say?" Mrs. Greco's expression changed slightly, "Beitang Wu's biological daughter?"

"Ma'am, the woman next to Mr. Lei, Mu Yiyi, is Beitangwu's biological daughter. Her real name is Beitangjing."

"How do you know this?"

"Actually, I guess Mr. Lei may know this too, but he didn't say it because of that woman. Maybe he wants to marry that woman!"