Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

The white haired lady Daisy is now lying on the ground. There is a big hole in her heart. Blood gurgles out and drips down the dark brown floor

A pool of blood gathered.

Especially Mrs. Daisy's eyes opened in horror. It seemed that she saw something terrible. However, she was shot to death without time to respond

Ye Qingcheng looked very scary, especially now this place is full of wooden brown, warm candles, falling a layer of shadow, like an endless dark space

Mrs. Daisy just lay there, quiet. There was a faint smell of rust in the air

Ye Qingcheng looked back in shock. Only then did she see that the woman's long skirt was high split. She raised her legs and neatly stuffed a dark black pistol into her hanging tube silk stockings.

Ye Qingcheng was shocked and speechless.

"Don't look at me, get out of here," said the woman quickly. "I broke in temporarily. They don't know yet... No one found it at this time. Wait for me outside the castle and I'll tidy them up."

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"Hurry up, if they find master Dongfang fainting... If you want to die here today, go out! Wait for me outside the castle!"

The woman was stunned when she saw Ye Qingcheng. She said sternly.

Ye Qingcheng woke up when she yelled. He stumbled to the stairs. It was quiet outside. Obviously, there were not many people watching

Ye Qingcheng ran out easily, and the air suddenly became a little cold.

She stopped and turned her head to look. Then she saw that the castle she was imprisoned was actually the side building of the Oriental master's castle

Magnificent 19th century ancient castle, pointed tower top, broad and spectacular city wall, red + white uniform guards guarding the door

She was wearing a white lace knee length skirt, very retro doll neckline design, and the night was thick. Maybe it was because of the side building. There were few guards at the gate of the castle. She ran out easily and stood under a big tree not far from the castle.

The air here is slightly cold, keeping Ye Qingcheng awake.

Even a little trembling.

Ye Qingcheng surrounded herself and stood under the tree, hiding her body. Her eyes looked out and saw the woman in the lake blue dress coming out of the castle, walking in a hurry. The wind at night blew her long dark chestnut hair.

Several bodyguards came forward, as if they were questioning her.

She answered these questions with low eyebrows, and saw the guard's high and despised her.

Ye Qingcheng subconsciously dodged to the side of the tree. It took more than 10 minutes to see the woman coming here in a hurry.

"You can't be with him," the woman looked back at the bodyguard and determined that there was no one around her. Her chest fluctuated slightly, took Ye Qingcheng's hand and took her to the dark place on one side.

"Oriental world brocade?" Ye Qingcheng reflected who he was in her mouth, but then, ye Qingcheng was not a fool. Looking at this woman's extraordinary skills, and she was not afraid to knock out master Dongfang

She must have a big head!

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