Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

It seemed that he was wearing a black gold inlaid Nightgown, sitting on the sofa in the corner of the bedroom, overlapping his legs and looking at her lazily.

Most of his face is hidden in the dark, and the bridge of his nose is high, like a medieval retro oil painting, mysterious and attractive.

The thin lips are bright red and magnificent, like demons blooming wantonly at night, which captivates people's soul.

That kind of innate arrogance and dignity, just like a king

Just sitting there, he made people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts

That look straight * white * put * swing, as if she stripped * light and tasted

In the dark, quietly touching her skin

The smell is swirling.

[ye Qingcheng, do you think you can escape?]

[ye Qingcheng, come back before it's too late... I want you...]

[ye Qingcheng............]

[ye Qingcheng... Come back... Come back... I want you... You can't escape...]

[you can't escape...]

[you can't escape...]

The sound seemed to be a clockwork bell, echoing, winding and entangled in my ears again and again

Ye Qingcheng's breathing became disordered. She shook her head and threw away the illusion in front of her. She took up the water cup beside the table and poured it down.

It must be the man's humiliation and imprisonment of her in those days, which made her have a shadow in her heart!

It must be!!

Otherwise, if you kill her, you can't think of the devil!!

He tried to hold his breath, and a thin layer of cold sweat came out of his palm

Ye Qingcheng inquired for a long time and didn't get any valuable clues. Most of the rich at home and abroad displayed on the engine were equipped with photos, or had basic information and relevant reports, but there was no connection with this man at all.

Ye Qingcheng had to give up the search, turn off the computer, pick up her mobile phone and log in to her mailbox.

No new mailtips.

Ye Qingcheng opens his inbox and [999 + read messages.]

All from Lu Jingshen.

Occasionally there are a few advertising emails.

[Qingcheng, I'm interning in the United States today. The scenery here is very good, but without you, the city is so empty. Qingcheng, promise me that you will accompany me wherever I go in the future.]

[Qingcheng, I don't have time to accompany you all day. Recently, the company is very busy. I heard your phone this morning. I miss you very much.]

[Qingcheng, it will be your birthday in a few days. I have prepared surprise for you. Look forward to my return.]

[Qingcheng, it's still 15 days before I go home. I'm planning to go back and propose to you. Don't worry, you will be the most beautiful and happiest bride in the world.]

I'll go back the day after tomorrow. Qingcheng, wait for me. I love you

…………

Reading carefully one by one, the words in front of him became blurred. When ye Qingcheng looked at what he had said, tears rolled down and hit the screen.

[depth of field, where are you now?]

Hold back tears, input text, but slowly delete it, [depth of field, I miss you so much, where are you?]

He wanted to tell him what had happened, but ye Qingcheng didn't know how to speak. Maybe it would be better to talk face to face.

[your email has been sent successfully.]

Ye Qingcheng put down his mobile phone and looked at the bedroom he had lived in for more than 20 years. Suddenly, he felt so empty.

Every day before, I was accompanied by Lu Jingshen.