Exorbitant Wife: President Satan's Secret Lover

Tong's mother and nurses did not take them back to the ward, but took them directly to the hospital building.

There is a beautiful garden behind the hospital building, patients are sitting and chatting in twos and threes, and there is a foreign old man standing in the center playing the saxophone, his fat body is shaking...

Copenhagen is a city where even the hospital is full of romantic atmosphere...

"Can you play the saxophone?" Gu Jianqing asked suddenly.

"No." Ye Zheng replied: "What's the point of blowing around with a broken instrument." Ye Zheng shook his head disdainfully.

"But I think a man who can play the saxophone is very romantic..." Gu Jianqing looked at the old man who was playing the saxophone attentively and said unconsciously...

"Romantic?!" Ye Zheng stared at the obese old man who was twitching in distaste, "Gu Jianqing, has your taste deteriorated to this extent?"

"..." Why is it a matter of her taste... Gu Jianqing simply ignored him and continued to watch the old man play the saxophone. More and more patients were attracted, and some people applauded.

Look, it's not just her bad taste, many people have the same taste as her...

After the song was over, Gu Jianqing clapped along, and the old man happily performed a dance on the spot, making a group of people laugh.

"You like saxophone very much?" Ye Zheng asked suddenly.

They leaned side by side, her hand was wrapped in his palm, so close that it seemed inseparable.

"Well, it's okay." Gu Jianqing nodded casually.

Saxophone... Is a man who can play the saxophone very romantic?Ye Zheng frowned.

In the warm afternoon, the sun shines into the ward.

There was no one else in the ward, Gu Jianqing was forced to lie on the bed with Ye Zheng, he put his arm around her shoulder and they leaned side by side on the bed.

She took an English novel and read it with difficulty, and asked Ye Zheng to explain what she couldn't understand.

A very beautiful and warm picture...

Of course, it would have been even better if Ye Zheng's hand under the quilt hadn't touched her body.

She was concentrating on reading a book, but his hand lit a fire on her body...

It's only been a few days, is he in such a hurry?She couldn't even devote herself to reading...

"Read it out for me...I want to listen to Chinese and see where your level is." Ye Zheng said like a strict teacher, but put one hand under the quilt into her clothes...

Gu Jianqing endured his claws, and tried to shift her attention to the novel, "In the dark room at the top of the tower of the ancient monastery..." Her voice was soft and moving, very comfortable and pure.

Ye Zheng put his arm around her shoulder, pressed his face to her soft long hair, and said in a sexy and deadly voice, "Continue."

She wants to continue, if his other hand doesn't keep groping her body, she can read more content...

Gu Jianqing resisted and continued to read, "The two of them cuddled tightly together, quietly listening to the hiss of the storm over the dark mountains outside the tower...uh..." Gu Jianqing almost jumped up in shock.

"Why don't you continue reading?" Ye Zheng asked coldly, his voice hoarse and full of desire.

"..." He dared to ask him why he didn't read on?He still has the face to ask? !

Gu Jianqing glared at him, "Where did you put your hand?!"

"Where to put it?" Ye Zheng turned his face and kissed her face, staring straight at her with black eyes, with an ambiguous voice, "Your body, where is my hand wrong?"

His provocative hands are slowly drawing circles on her lower abdomen, and the scorching heat is pressing against her...