The runaway wife of the president of the empire

"I'll run the water and wipe him off. Go back to your room to take a shower and change your clothes!" Lei Yufeng whispered, seeing that Mu Yiyi was still hesitant, he smiled, "Don't worry, I won't Will wake him up, I know how to take care of our son."

In fact, Mu Yiyi has nothing to worry about. She is very clear about this man's ability.

"Then I'll be over in a while!" Mu Yiyi also felt a little sticky on his body, and after finishing speaking, he walked to the door.

When she was about to step out of the door, she looked back at them again, and saw that Lei Yufeng was bending over to carefully take off his son's coat, she shook her head, and then left the room.

Standing at the door of the master bedroom, Mu Yiyi's heart was pounding. Behind this door was her and Lei Yufeng's bedroom. [

This door is like a door that can open memories, and those memories are unforgettable for her every second.

Gently, she pushed open the door, and the room was lit with warm wall lamps.

She walked in slowly, and the furnishings in the room remained the same as a few years ago.

The furniture is still the original furniture, all placed in the original position.

Even the flower-shaped barrette that bundled her hair that she put on the bedside table before she left for Italy, was still lying there quietly.

Mu Yiyi raised her eyes slightly, and there was indeed a picture she drew on the wall beside the bed, a pair of lovely children running happily in the sunflower field.

Nothing has changed, time seems to have stood still in this bedroom.

She used to sit on the edge of the bed, and when she turned her head, the Venetian mask she bought in Rome hung impressively on the wall facing the end of the bed.

The golden five-pointed star mask with shallow bells hangs there, as if telling her, hang me in the house, and your beloved boy will always be by your side.

this man...

Mu Yi's nose was sour, and his eye sockets were hot.

She sat there quietly, with a slight pain in her heart...

"What's wrong? Haven't taken a shower yet?" After taking care of his son, Lei Yufeng walked into the room, and he closed the door casually with a gentle voice.

"Here... nothing has changed!" Mu Yiyi raised his head, looked at Lei Yufeng, at this man who could easily make his heart ache.

His sharp facial features were hidden under the soft light, and his deep eyes brought out the passion to the extreme, making Mu Yi uncontrollably longing.

Longing for his embrace, longing for his kiss, longing for his love...

"I just want, when you come back here one day, you will feel that you have never left!" Lei Yufeng sat down beside her, and the soft bed sagged slightly.

Mu Yiyi sighed softly, even if she felt like she had never left, it didn't mean nothing happened!

"I'm afraid Xiaochen won't get used to it, or should I go and sleep with him?" Mu Yiyi whispered. [

Lei Yufeng didn't answer, just separated for a few years, he didn't want to miss the chance to hug and sleep together for a day.

Outside the window, the bright moonlight makes the night more hazy and mysterious, and the silent night evokes the passion hidden in people's blood.

Lei Yufeng turned his head to the side, looking at Mu Yiyi's brows and eyes that were as watery as ink, and his long and curly eyelashes fluttering, an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.

"One by one..." He turned around to face her, stroked the smooth skin of her face carefully and gently with his fingers, and finally pressed his fingertips on the soft and fragrant lips habitually.