Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Dongfang Shijin didn't hear anything and was still talking. On the contrary, Mu Enron's father was a little unbearable. He turned his face and asked impolitely, "lady, can you stop it?"

“……”

"Oriental world brocade..."

Ye Qingcheng can't hear anything. He can only see the Oriental world brocade

"Don't keep pestering, your fiance is behind you."

There was a little more boredom in his eyes. It seemed that he was finally tired of Ye Qingcheng's endless entanglement and had seen enough of her constant crying now.

Ye Qingcheng also wants not to cry, but how can he control it?

"Dongfang Shijin, you are jealous, aren't you? I won't marry him..."

Ye Qingcheng tried hard to explain that her body felt very cold. It was obviously warm here, but her body was shaking in the air

"Dongfang Shijin, I won't marry him, I won't..."

Ye Qingcheng's voice is too soft to be soft. She tries so hard to clarify and explain clearly

Didn't Dongfang Shijin misunderstand it before?

Misunderstood that the child in her belly was Lucifer's, and even misunderstood that she had known Lucifer for a long time

Ye Qingcheng kept trying to explain. She was almost incoherent, and her voice trembled

"If you keep pestering like this, I'll ask the bodyguard to drag you away?"

Dongfang Shijin is impatient. There is a thick disgust in her cold eyes. She doesn't hide it at all. Her eyes are as clear as looking at some disgusting cockroaches

"No, Dongfang Shijin..." Ye Qingcheng stretched out his hand and wanted to grab his hand on the glass table.

But before he could touch him, he seemed to get an electric shock and quickly took his hand away.

His eyebrows frowned coldly, "three seconds, get out of my sight!"

His disgust is so obvious

It's like the sharpest knife, stabbing her relentlessly

Never stop

Her body is so cold and her heart hurts

Dongfang Shijin, you must be pretending, aren't you?

It must be!

Otherwise, I held her so gently in the afternoon. How could it become like this at this time?

"Who will you marry if you won't marry me, baby?" Lucifer seemed to have watched the excitement. The face of Dongfang Shijin was really not generally cold

He put one hand in the bag and walked over, grabbed Ye Qingcheng's shoulder and put one hand on her waist. He took out the handkerchief in his pocket and gently wiped the crisscross tears on Ye Qingcheng's face, "crying into a little flower cat."

"Go away..." Ye Qingcheng's eyes are burning because they have been crying for a long time. It is this pain that brings Ye Qingcheng's thinking back.

Her eyes were clearly with tears, but she looked at Lucifer with disgust and cold, "you go away... You are provoking! I don't want to marry you..."

"Stop talking nonsense," Lucifer was not angry and reached out to wipe her face. "Today is your brother's engagement banquet. Don't make trouble here. I know you'll be angry if I don't pick you up immediately... Don't cry?"

"Get out..."

Ye Qingcheng's voice was hoarse and could not shout anything. She seemed to collapse. Why can Dongfang Shijin be so indifferent!