Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

It has to be said that Dongfang Shijin is the kind of person who is very talented in everything. Unlike her... It is still "kitchen drug" even if she enters the kitchen tens of thousands of times.

Sweet and sour tenderloin is delicious. The meat is tender and sour. It makes Ye Qingcheng's eyes a little sour

She likes to eat food with stronger taste, such as Sichuan food or sour and sweet food

Dongfang Shijin specially took care of Ye Qingcheng's pregnancy, and the food is very in line with her taste.

"Well... I can eat it myself," Ye Qingcheng watched him feed. He had to hold his hand.

"Isn't it a nightmare?" Dongfang Shijin hugged her with one hand, and his thin lips raised a faint smile, "let you feel how happy the reality is."

“……”

Ye Qingcheng's heart was sour. This kind of Oriental brocade... If those things become a reality

I'm afraid she really can't accept it.

[Dongfang Shijin, what will stop us from being together...?]

Nothing can stop it

Dongfang Shijin loves her so firmly that I'm afraid it's not a problem to put it with him... Isn't it?

Ye Qingcheng was in a trance. He was fed a lot of food by Dongfang Shijin, and his stomach became more round.

Dongfang Shijin didn't ask her anything, because ye Qingcheng's temperament, obviously some small things that aren't a problem, but she always holds them back. Only if he does better and warms her heart, will she have a sense of security

Ye Qingcheng was held by Dongfang Shijin to take a shower and change her nightdress. It was already nightfall.

The embrace of Dongfang Shijin is behind her, warm and hot, just like her harbor as always and the birthplace of eternal warmth

"Qingcheng," when ye Qingcheng thought he was asleep, the voice of Dongfang Shijin suddenly rang in her ear.

Magnetic, and slightly low alcohol.

"Hmm?" she answered softly.

Dongfang Shijin hugged her and straightened her body.

In the dark night, the facial features of Dongfang Shijin are three-dimensional and deep, and those eyes seem to be crushed stars. Thousands of lights are dense, fine and bright

"There is not only poetry and distance in this world," his eyes are like broken diamonds at night, "but also you and the future."

“…………”

"No wishful thinking. It's just a little nightmare... You have me," Dongfang Shijin leaned forward slightly, touched her with a tall nose, and kissed her gently. "The whole world is yours."

“…………”

Dongfang Shijin hugged Ye Qingcheng in her arms, put her chin on her head, like holding a soft pillow, "good night, Qingcheng, I love you."

"......." Ye Qingcheng's breath was filled with the breath of Oriental world brocade

She closed her eyes and couldn't sleep anyway

She just opened her eyes and looked up slightly at Dongfang Shijin. His firm chin had a little stubble

His eyes are always filled with doting on her gently.

Oriental world brocade

I don't know how long later, ye Qingcheng felt that Dongfang Shijin was asleep. She tried to move her body gently and struggled to open his arms.

She gently got out of bed. Dongfang Shijin's mobile phone was beside the bed. She took it out together, went to the small living room on the first floor and sat on a high wooden chair.