Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

France, may.

The fragrance of jasmine and Wutong in the air are pleasant to the heart.

At this time, it was nearly dusk, and the sunset hung only a few feet away from the ground level. The scattered plant leaves were painted with a layer of light gold by the afterglow of the sunset.

The cobblestone path leads to a secluded path, and the end is like a forest in a fairy tale.

This is a private holiday manor. Although it is located inland, with its unique geographical conditions and reasonable planning of investors, it has been designed as one of the best holiday manors in the world, attracting many people with extraordinary identities to come here every year.

Although it is not offshore, the man-made bathing beach here is known as the gold coast. It is said that there is a broad water diversion pipe leading to the ocean.

Ye Qingcheng wore a small sun hat and a cup of freshly squeezed watermelon juice in his hand. The beautiful celebrities walked by in twos and threes, and the sexy bikini outlined their tight figure.

She pushed the visor on her head and walked to the endless man-made beach.

"Wow wow"

The waves beat against the beach and foamed in layers.

There were only three or two tourists left on the beach, and the beach chairs and umbrellas were a little messy. Ye Qingcheng looked at the sky, which was gloomy and choked her.

Three days ago, the man she loved disappeared, and her wedding turned into ruins.

Even

Ye Qingcheng took a deep breath, picked up his coat on the chair and prepared to go back to the hotel to rest——

I just got to this place this morning.

The sky soon darkened. Ye Qingcheng walked alone on the cobbled path, her heart empty. She had no time to digest what had happened these days, let alone face it.

"Hiss -"

Ye Qingcheng suddenly heard a small voice behind her. She was surprised. It seemed that there were a pair of eyes staring at her behind her. Ye Qingcheng felt something wrong and suddenly turned back, but her back was empty - only a few neatly trimmed shrubs were shaking in the wind.

It's impossible. After all, the security here is so strict, because I don't think the guests here are either rich or expensive. How can we not even guarantee the minimum security issues?

Ye Qingcheng rubbed his head, and Quan thought he had an illusion because of the fatigue of many days.

"Hiss - hiss -"

It seems to be accompanied by footsteps!

Ye Qingcheng had a bad intuition and hurried to speed up her pace. At this time, there was only ten minutes to go from where she stayed!

Ye Qingcheng quickened his pace, panting, and the pebbles under his feet hurt his feet. Finally, several seven story hardbound villas appeared not far away.

However, when ye Qingcheng was breathing, his eyes suddenly became dark.

Ye Qingcheng struggled violently and shouted. However, a person tightly grasped the black cloth cover covering her head. She breathed hard and waved her hands. At the same time, her hands were tightly bound with thick hemp rope.

Ye Qingcheng was in a panic. It seems that he is not alone! It is preliminarily estimated that there are two!

"What do you want? Money? I can give it..."

Since she chose to attack her here, she must have come for money. No one has informed her of her trip!

"Ah..." before ye Qingcheng finished her words, she was kicked heavily in the stomach, which made her cry out in pain. Then her brain was blank for three seconds, and her fists and feet like a rainstorm hit her head and fell on all parts of her body