Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"And once miss Ye is exposed, I'm afraid there will be danger, but the Lu family is much safer than the Oriental family."

"Yes."

Lucifer looked thoughtfully at the carriage that had gone far away in the distance. A pair of dark brown eyes showed a strange light.

……

The sky was dark.

Ye Qingcheng came out of the bathroom and combed her long hair with a wooden comb. The fog was dense, so she wore a bath towel and came out.

Ye Qingcheng wiped his long hair and sat in front of the mirror looking at his face.

The old candles were burning in the dim yellow room. The fire was steady. Occasionally, the wind blew and beat slightly.

It's very quiet.

"Knock knock -"

The wooden door was knocked. Ye Qingcheng turned around and took a look. Before he could open his mouth, the wooden door had been pushed open.

"Miss ye, this is the potion sent to you. You can wipe it to reduce the bruise," said Mrs. daisy.

At the same time, Mrs. Daisy was followed by two maids who put the tray in front of Ye Qingcheng.

"And you didn't have a good meal tonight. It's rice porridge and some chicken soup specially prepared for you. You can eat some in."

"Well, put it."

Ye Qingcheng simply pulled up her hair and carefully wiped iodine on her face. There was a small scratch on her face.

"OK."

Maybe it's because ye Qingcheng's identity has changed at the moment. Mrs. Daisy is no longer so aggressive, nor is she forcing Ye Qingcheng to do anything, nor will she talk to Ye Qingcheng in that contradictory tone.

Ye Qingcheng is not a fussy person.

After Mrs. Daisy went out, ye Qingcheng leaned over and looked. In front of her were two trays, one containing a small blue and white porcelain bottle and the other containing two small porcelain bowls.

Ye Qingcheng stretched out her hand and took the small bottle of blue and white porcelain. She always felt familiar. She gently opened the lid of the cup. There were some white ointment in it. She leaned over and smelled it. There was a smell of mint

She remembered that she often saw this ointment in the bedroom of Dongfang Shijin

The heart suddenly trembled slightly. Ye Qingcheng's heart was a burst of strange feelings.

Next to the small bowl, one is millet porridge and the other is chicken soup.

Previously, when she was in the castle of Dongfang Shijin, Dongfang Shijin often asked people to make two meals for her to prepare her taste changes

Sometimes Ye Qingcheng likes to eat light food, and sometimes Ye Qingcheng likes to eat heavier food.

These two night dinners were obviously ordered by Dongfang Shijin

Ye Qingcheng's heart was slightly warm, but then she was also a little sad——

What is this?

He said he broke up, and now he cares about her.

And this is definitely the worst day between them during the day. There is no one

Even when ye Qingcheng looked back, he felt embarrassed

"Buzz -"

"Buzz -"

"Buzz -"

Just as ye Qingcheng stared at the things in front of him in a daze, a burst of mobile phone vibration came from the bedside table by the bed.

Ye Qingcheng subconsciously gets up immediately - the only ones who know this mobile phone number are Dongfang Shijin and Lucifer.

At the moment, looking at the things in front of him, ye Qingcheng felt that it was the Oriental world brocade.