Dear wife: please be gentle, president

The steering wheel spun around like a living thing in ye yimo's hands.

The temperature in the car soared all the way up.

"I feel so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable ..."

The murmur of infatuation floated out of fu qing's mouth.

"Ah! "

Ye yimo was vexed.

Ye yimo slapped the steering wheel and cursed in a low voice.he stepped on the accelerator and the car sped like an arrow.

If the lights in the car were lit up a little more, it should be able to tell that ye yimo's veins were already bulging. He kept thinking about it, but he didn' t know who saw fu qing's appearance just now. After today, they must gouge out all their eyes!

It had to be said that miss fu's boyfriend was still very great because he was actually jealous at this time.

Ye yimo grabbed a blanket and tried to cover his body, but he couldn' t guarantee that there wouldn' t be a car accident.

Ye yimo didn' t dare to think about what would happen if he went a step too late today. What's more, his beloved little sheep had entered the beast pack!

These people deserve to die! This bar won't exist in the city tomorrow!

However, he probably knew what fu yingying was enduring at this moment, but these were not what ye yimo should consider at all.all he cared about was the little woman in front of him.

Ye yimo helped fu qing cover the blanket and was about to retract his hand when she grabbed him tightly.

She pressed her hot little face against ye yimo's big hand.

For fu qing, touching ye yimo's body at this moment was as if fire had touched ice, and it was an indescribable comfort.

"Damn it! Xiao qing, please wake up! Night roared like mad ink.

"Ah! "

Ye yimo growled, suppressing the surging blood in his body as he retracted his fingers, his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel. It was obvious that he had already increased the maximum horsepower, but our ceo ye was still torturing the accelerator. At this moment, he was afraid that he was holding onto the steering wheel of the plane with his hands.

The car sped all the way and finally stopped in front of ye yimo's villa.

For him, it was the longest and longest ride of his life.

After jumping out of the car, they walked past the front of the car and opened the door of the front passenger seat.

Without another word, ye yiyi grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around fu qing's body. Then, he picked her up in the air and dashed into the hall before heading upstairs to the bedroom.

Just like that, our dignified ceo ye stared at his forehead covered in sweat and found a medical kit. Although he tried his best to help this little woman heal her wound, his hands were shaking violently.

It was only now that he could vaguely feel the pain and helplessness that fu qing had felt when she had bandaged his wound. To injure a lover is like to gouge out his heart with a knife.

"Xiao qing ..." Ye yimo's heart ached as he changed the subject.

"Xiao qing ... Don' t move. I need to help you heal your wound first ..." At this moment, ye yimo's voice became a little hoarse under the influence of desire, and her hands were fighting even harder.