Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

The fruit knife fell to the ground, and ye Qingcheng's heart suddenly fell. He immediately bent down to pick it up. He didn't know that one foot kicked the knife away directly!

Ye Qingcheng raised her head angrily. Just now, when she didn't pay attention, a maid picked up a stone from the ground as a slingshot and directly hit her wrist.

Her strength was so great that her wrist was suddenly in a soft pain!

Seeing that ye Qingcheng had no protective weapons, Mrs. Daisy raised her chin slightly, and the two maids behind her walked straight forward, tied Ye Qingcheng's hands behind her and cut them back, pressing her forward like escorting a prisoner!

Ye Qingcheng bit her lower lip hard. Her wrist must be purple!

Such a big stone hit her wrist so violently - damn, now her hand seems to be in pain!

"Miss, I advise you to be honest for a while - you know, in order to prevent you from escaping, how can I bring ordinary women who have no strength to bind chickens to call you? They are maids who have undergone special training and can even act as personal bodyguards..."

Mrs. Daisy walked ahead. She moved her wrist. It seemed to be sore.

"..." Ye Qingcheng has no strength. Now she is pushed forward by two maids, like a caught chicken

Even when climbing up from the water tower, in order to prevent Ye Qingcheng from escaping or tripping when crawling, Mrs. Daisy ordered someone to hang a woven flower basket on it!

Ye Qingcheng sat in the flower basket with six Biao bodyguards pulling upward

In this way, ye Qingcheng was locked into that room again.

Perhaps in order to consider that it is boring for ye Qingcheng to be locked up every day, Mrs. Daisy specially opened the window for her.

But ye Qingcheng is really desperate.

She thought that the castle tower was two floors high. There was a lawn under it. It was nothing to jump down and twist your feet. As long as you could escape, it was really two floors, but it was a tower 28 meters from the ground!

Looking at the benches below, they seem to be getting smaller

Ye Qingcheng stood at the window in despair and looked sadly at the castle in the distance. Should it be the back door?

I can't even see a window.

In the past two days, she shouted madly, even hoarse, but Mrs. Daisy went upstairs with honey water, "Miss, is your voice hoarse?"

"..." she didn't speak, but stared sadly at the distance.

"The walls around here have the function of silencing. You'd better not bother and have a good rest."

Ye Qingcheng didn't give up at all, but for a moment, he couldn't find a better way

She took a chair and sat in front of the window. She kept looking at the castle in the distance. How she hoped that the Oriental world brocade would suddenly come out of it, and then their eyes met

How she hoped that Dongfang Shijin would suddenly open the window and see ye Qingcheng sitting by the window

But ye Qingcheng knows that the possibility is very small, because that window is not the window of Dongfang Shijin's bedroom or his study

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