Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

The horse looked at the house in front of him, and suddenly got a little stuck - the view here was wide. Although it seemed that the house was 10 minutes away from the top of the sky, it was actually at least 25 minutes, because there were several paths. For beauty, they went around from a distance.

So, there was such a scene——

Ye Qingcheng walked on the road ahead. The sun was shining. She held wild flowers picked by several branches and even dandelions in her hand.

She smiled, her long hair fluttered, the dandelion was gently blown by the wind, floating all over the sky

Dongfang Shijin holds an umbrella with a complicated Lace Princess bow, and helplessly looks at Ye Qingcheng walking backwards with a smile in front

He still has a princess fan in his hand

The horse and others who followed maintained a distance of at least 10 meters, holding a mini refrigerator, which was full of slightly cool seasonal fruits

Ye Qingcheng walked for a long time, and finally some slowly tired down. Dongfang Shijin timely let her loosely hold her arm. The princess umbrella turned to the side, holding a fan in her hand to fan her, "I'm sweating."

Her sharp nose is wet, but her eyes are bright, like the colorful halo of today's sunshine

"How long will it take to get there?" Ye Qingcheng looked up and saw that the slightly brick red house seemed to be in its place

"If you don't take the bus, you have to walk," Dongfang Shijin raised his hand, pinched her small nose, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat from her face. "Tired, let's take the bus?"

"Dongfang Shijin, do you know why I would rather walk than take a bus?" Ye Qingcheng put his chin on his shoulder and looked at him with blinking eyes, his eyelashes flickering.

Her eyes are as clear as crystal, pure and beautiful.

"Why?"

"Because... Walking can take you longer," Ye Qingcheng said. "It'll take five minutes by car... It takes 30 minutes to walk?"

The handsome three-dimensional facial features of Dongfang Shijin were covered with a soft smile. Ye Qingcheng's words seemed to pass through the softest place at the bottom of his heart.

He bent down slightly, "come on, I'll carry you."

"I'll go myself. It's about 15 minutes away?"

Today's weather is still muggy after walking for a long time. Ye Qingcheng has shed some thin sweat for a while, and he loves Dongfang Shijin after all.

"Come up," he repeated, pausing, adding, "if it's hot, you can fan it for me."

"OK." Ye Qingcheng smiled and obediently climbed up his back. Today she was wearing a light blue loose lace skirt with a pair of white sneakers, which was a bit pure feel.

*************************************************************************************************************************************************