Qi Ye smiled enchantingly, like a confusing poppy flower. He took a step back and stretched out his hand gracefully: "Madam Qi, is there any honor to ask you to dance?"

It is a sin to be so charming for men.

For Ye Weilan, who was drowning under his tenderness all day long, she had no resistance to this man.

She loved him and had surpassed everything.

Ye Weilan smiled and put his hand into his palm, and stood up with his pulling force.

Her legs are not as sensitive as ordinary people. Her dancing steps are extremely slow but extremely graceful.

The melodious music flows by the Seine River. This is a country that advocates romance. Passers-by stop involuntarily and are attracted by it.

Beautiful people are in a beautiful environment and do beautiful things, which is pleasing to the eye.

She whirled in front of him, her delicate cheeks dyed with cherry blossom powder, step by step, gently stomping on the rhythm, smiling like a flower.

Qi Ye put up the corner of his lips: "My wife experienced a misfortune a while ago. Her legs were injured, and it was difficult to stand up. I hope God will favor her and promise her to be peaceful and worry-free from now on."

The goddess of liberty held up her scepter and looked down at the world with compassion.

Warm applause rang around, and people's eyes were kind and excited.

"My man, your wife is so beautiful."

"come on!"

"God will bless you."

...

Ye Weilan's eyes were slightly wet, and suddenly she sprained her feet. When she opened her eyes, her body fell down.

Sudden exclaims sounded from the crowd.

A second before she landed, one arm wrapped around her slender waist. Qi Ye took the person back into his arms. He smiled softly and gently stroked her frightened eyes: "Beware."

The charming moment was so bright and bright that it stunned the entire Seine River.

So charming.

So romantic.

So... affectionate...

There is a kind of tender love that can make the world envious.

...

Not far away, at the top of the high Golden Palace, a woman stood in the wind.

The gorgeous skirt was flying in front of her. She looked at the Seine and her eyes were frozen on the man's body. Her tender white fingertips slowly grabbed the hem of the skirt.

Being far apart, she did not see the specific appearance of the man and woman clearly.

But there are people who can't take their eyes open with just one glance.

The woman's mouth gently curled up, and her eyes flashed with a strange look of desire for possession.

...

Qi Ye carried Ye Weilan back to the villa.

Lilith, who was in charge, slapping over, Cha Duoduo grew up a lot, white and fat, following her mother like a husky.

Qi Ye squatted and half-kneeled off her shoes, rubbed her white and slender feet for a while, and looked up and saw Ye Weilan lying on the bed, her eyes closed, as if she had fallen asleep.

Qi Ye leaned forward and kissed her tender lips: "Isn't taking a shower?"

"Wash..." She responded in a daze.

Qi Ye's charming eyebrows deepened and he picked her up into the bathroom.

He skillfully stripped off his little wife's clothes and looked at his soft body as white as jade in his arms, Qi Ye's eyes were so dark.

Ye Weilan vaguely felt something strange in her sleep. When she opened her eyes, she met someone's black eyes that looked like a wolf or a tiger. She was shocked and the sleepy bug was instantly scared away.

"Qi Ye..." She stumbled and lowered her head, facing her body that was not too late, and her white and tender cheeks turned red in an instant.

I am afraid that I have to follow a girl for the rest of my life.
Chapter completed!