Lovely Wife: Forced Marriage from Mr Ye

The cloud calmed down and reluctantly held back some floating thoughts and focused on what yexuan said in the northern Ming Dynasty.

But the man's voice line is too good to hear, let her not only legs soft, but also inexplicably a little thirsty.

Even in the air, there seems to be a restless smell.

Cloud tilt suddenly closed his eyes, the heart of those untimely thoughts out of his mind, again opened his eyes, the expression returned to the past calm self-reliance.

She bit her lips, focusing on the analysis of Beiming yexuan's words. She didn't find the man behind her. His dark eyes were staring at her.

He looked at her with love and obsession in his eyes.

The man's lips are hung with a gentle smile, suddenly facing the snow-white neck, slightly lowered his head, thin lips, with a distance that will not be touched, will be a devout and gentle kiss, fell on the fragile cervical spine.

...

after coming out of the study in yexuan of Beiming, Yunqing plunges into the flower room.

Time slipped slowly for a few days.

These days, in addition to going to school for classes, and occasionally paying attention to the filming progress of the crew, Yunqing spent all his time and energy in the greenhouse.

It was another morning.

A light rain.

The servant in the castle got up in the morning to clean up. Suddenly, he smelled a wisp of fragrance in the cold air. It was like flowers, not flowers, like wood, but just for a moment, the fragrance disappeared again.

When they went to smell it again, there was no trace.

But that kind of around the nose tip, as if deep into the soul of the aroma, told them, it is absolutely not an illusion.

"Do you smell it? It's so fragrant...

"I can smell it too. It's so fragrant. Where does it come from?"

"What kind of fragrance is this? Why have I never smelled it?"

Just as the maids were looking for the source of the fragrance, they saw a slender figure holding a lotus blue umbrella on the path of the garden, and the same lotus blue skirt slipped through the flowers and plants on the road, and walked from the light rain.

The garden is blue, and her skirt is also blue. Her long hair like ebony is stained with the moisture of the morning, scattered on her shoulders, reflecting a pair of black eyes, as clear as the deep cold pool.

After several maids were stunned, they began to speak in succession, "good morning, little lady."

Cloud inclines to smile slightly, "good morning."

"How did you get up so early, young lady?" The maid looked at her exposed wrists, a little worried that the hostess would be ill, "you go back to take a bath, we will tell the Chef immediately, let him make a bowl of soup to dispel the cold."

Cloud inclines a smile, although the face is a little pale, but look at the spirit is good, "thank you."

With that, she went to the villa with her umbrella in her hand.

After the cloud emptied away, several maids remembered that they had not found the source of the fragrance.

However, the female owners have already got up, and they can't care about these. They are busy and soon forget this stubble behind them.

...

Yunqing opened the door of the room, went into the bathroom, took a hot bath, and went back to bed to sleep.

The maid cooked the soup and brought it along with breakfast. As soon as she was ready to call Yunqing, she saw the cat running out and shook her head, indicating that she should not be disturbed at this time.

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