Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

A man in Black opened the door for ye Qingcheng. Ye Qingcheng took a deep breath. The feeling of being monitored at any time is really terrible.

But what's worse, she can only face it.

Obviously, she has arrived at the airport

If everything goes well, Mingming will see Lu Jingshen in a few hours

Then her life will get back on track.

It's like this man never appeared in her life.

The moment he got into the car, ye Qingcheng's heart seemed to fall into the ice cave, cold and piercing

As the car drove smoothly, ye Qingcheng grabbed his bag and leaned his head against the glass window. Suddenly, a burst of endless bitterness and discomfort poured into his heart.

She didn't know how to face what would happen in the future, and she didn't even know how to solve it.

Ye Qingcheng took out his mobile phone from his bag and unlocked the screen. There was no new email prompt.

Lu Jingshen did not reply.

Lu Jingshen seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no news.

Ye Qingcheng turned over the previous missed calls. Only the sparse Lu family had called, and ye Liancheng.

Just after the Lu family made three calls, it never happened again.

Should... Just ask her about the wedding?

I don't know how to be bitter in my heart.

Ye Qingcheng closed his eyes slightly. It seemed that there were eyes in the car. There was always a feeling of being monitored.

The next second, the handsome evil face suddenly appeared in front of me

Black eyes are like broken diamonds on Swan flannelette, like huge waves falling into the ocean, sweeping people and hearts

The whole body is soaked cold

[ye Qingcheng, you can't run away.]

He sat in his study, a faint smoke swirling around his face, with deep facial features.

The dark red curtain obscured all the light

Those black eyes, like cheetahs, fiercely attacked her and ate her.

[ye Qingcheng, don't try to escape me.]

The devil suddenly got up, strong and tall.

Every step, with his inherent dignity, fierce and domineering

As if to swallow her alive

The breath... Is too depressing

He came over with a pungent smell of tobacco

She was forced into the corner

Ye Qingcheng suddenly opened his eyes and found

It's just an illusion.

There was no man in front of him.

The car is still running.

The scenery passed quickly

There was a thin layer of cold sweat on Ye Qingcheng's forehead. Maybe the air conditioner in the car was too full

Ye Qingcheng comforted himself and tried to stay awake, but there is still a long way to go from the airport to the manor

……

After more than an hour of fainting, the car drove into a not spacious path with dense trees on both sides.

Looking forward, it is a huge arched iron gate with exquisite carved flowers.

The Bentley stopped and the window opened. It seemed that it was checking the information with the people inside. I saw a prompt from the other party's loudspeaker and the iron door opened slowly.

After driving for dozens of minutes, ye Qingcheng's palm was soaked with a slight cold sweat.

Seriously, she didn't want to have any intersection with the man, because her intuition told her that the man was by no means a good man.

She is feminine, cold and changeable, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

The last second is still gently touching your face, and the next second will push you into hell.