Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Mu Enron also held his breath.

Dongfang Shijin's eyes are very calm. It seems that he is mocking Ye Qingcheng's self infliction, especially the light of heartache in the bottom of his eyes, which is also covered up by several pieces

Oh, Lucifer is taking care of her now, and she must hate him now?

Her eyes grew bitter.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes are clear and cold. He looks at the Oriental world brocade like a stranger

In fact, her heart has long been dripping blood.

He is still so calm, no, he has always been so calm.

This pain is her own, and they broke up. What right and obligation does he have to care about her?

Dongfang Shijin, you are so cold-blooded.

Ye Qingcheng moved her lips mockingly, as if she was mocking him or herself. She didn't even want to look at it again, and slowly closed her eyes

Dongfang Shijin looked at Lucifer walking away with her cold and silent. Her long hair hung down disorderly. For a moment, Dongfang Shijin thought of the day they first met. The horse took her on the helicopter

She is also so fragile, fragile let him love.

But what can be done?

Dongfang Shijin mocked himself and took back the pistol touched at his waist——

He had wanted to kill the flame at that moment, but he was a step late. Lucifer took the spear next to him and stabbed it hard

What's the usage?

Lucifer took the lead.

Deep in his pupils, there was a thick blood red, deeply stinging, and his heart was a kind of suppressed pain

Qingcheng, Qingcheng, Qingcheng!

He closed his eyes coldly. It seemed that at such a moment, as ye Qingcheng slowly closed his eyes, he seemed to feel that he was really losing her bit by bit

My heart hurts

His hand clutching the reins pressed hard, and the veins on his hands were abrupt!

Mu Enron stared at this scene and sighed in her heart. How could she not understand... Dongfang Shijin's intimacy with her today is nothing more than to annoy Ye Qingcheng. Now that ye Qingcheng is injured, of course he is also heartache

But how can this heartache be!

Because it took some time to go back to the castle at this time, and ye Qingcheng can't be bumpy for a long time, Lucifer took him to the nearby rattan chair, which is a bench, so that ye Qingcheng can stretch his legs well.

He specially ordered the servant to open the umbrella.

"If you can't deal with her wound, you'll all wait for me."

The doctors ran over with the medicine box, hurriedly opened the first aid box and wiped the sweat dripping from their forehead

"Yes, yes, we will."

Ye Qingcheng's hands were held by Lucifer. Because she was temporarily paralyzed, it would be more painful to put them down at first, so she had to let Lucifer support her gently

"Miss Ye's hand is only scratched a little, and dude is helping her share it. It's just a little numb pain on her hand. Just have a rest."

"There is no fracture."

The doctor held out his hand and pinched Ye Qingcheng's wrist. There was no fracture, but the interior of his arm might be swollen.

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