Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

When she closed her eyes, she could see that in such a luxurious scene, Dongfang Shijin was walking on a long red carpet with other women in her arms

Everyone around them greeted them with eyes, smiled and blessed them.

He is still handsome, with a strong aura on his body and a firm and arrogant radian on his chin.

Holding a petite woman in her arms

Ye Qingcheng really can't imagine

Just this scene came out, she was as worried as a knife

Tomorrow, I didn't expect it to be tomorrow

Ye Qingcheng never felt so desperate - it was clear that they were both looking for each other, but they were isolated because of such a distance of less than 500 meters.

She can imagine that Dongfang Shijin's health is not very good. She just recovered from a serious illness and went all over the world to find her

And what about her?

I am locked up on this high Castle every day. I just look at the castle in the distance. It is the castle of Oriental Shijin

Just a little distance.

Separate the two lives.

When a rustle of footsteps came, ye Qingcheng was sitting on the floor surrounded by himself.

"Master, we called her several times... He just refused to go down to dinner and had to sit here and wait."

"The food has been hot several times, and now it has been stuffy in the kitchen..."

Mrs. Daisy followed master Dongfang and reported Ye Qingcheng's whereabouts this afternoon.

The tall man is indifferent. He wears a dark purple long coat, closes his waist, and Embroiders all kinds of complicated patterns on his hem

He raised his eyes and looked at a small figure sitting there.

Like a broken winged bird, she sat curled up and hugged herself. The dim light on both sides enveloped her, and the candle was beating.

Dongfang Jingyan's eyes seemed to have passed through 21 years. He saw the woman in a white lace dress standing in the dusk sun. When he looked back, it was amazing, and the surrounding scenery was dim

The figure was mottled, mottled in the years, as if it had broken into fragments of time, and then became transparent little by little

"Why not eat?"

He stood there, his body shrouded in a haze, his voice could not hear joy and anger, as if he was indifferent, just asking an ordinary thing to the extreme.

Ye Qingcheng felt that there was a woodpecker in his head, knocking again and again. It was painful, especially in the position of the heart. The channel wanted to take out the heart and throw it away, so there would be no empty pain

She heard the voice, her body was a little numb, and looked at the man standing there. His face was only 6 points similar to the Oriental world brocade, and his temperament was very different.

But clearly in the blur, the Oriental world brocade appeared in front of Ye Qingcheng. Standing in the distance, he walked away slowly

"I'll attend the party tomorrow." Ye Qingcheng looked at the man in front of him. His voice was a little hoarse, but there was no doubt.

"Oh? Aubrey's engagement banquet," the Oriental master smiled and squatted down slowly. He was wearing a pair of half barrel riding boots with a small circle of gold decoration.

There are some faint crow's feet in the corners of his eyes. When he smiles, it is clearly the charm of a mature man.

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