Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Patter patter -"

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor is particularly clear in this quiet and open place.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes looked at the past, slightly blurred, and the hazy lantern halo dyed a small layer of yellowish halo.

She looked at it. The slender man came down from it. The dark brown court dress was covered with cumbersome silver embroidery, and covered with a pure leather cloak.

His face was deep, his eyes and the bridge of his nose cast an extremely thick shadow, and his whole body exuded a noble breath. He couldn't help but want to surrender, and he didn't even dare to look at him.

The faint smell made Ye Qingcheng feel vague.

"Father."

The mellow and pleasant male voice blooms in the air, like the rippling pool water, with small circles of ripples

"Aubrey, thank you very much for your gift. Although you didn't give it to me face to face," the Oriental master sat there, but his eyes were full of ridicule.

So, at this moment, ye Qingcheng could really understand that this is really the Oriental world brocade.

The man standing here now is Dongfang Shijin.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes were a little stunned.

"Oriental world brocade...?" Ye Qingcheng murmured, but her voice was more or less broken. Looking at the Oriental world brocade standing there, she suddenly felt a little strange?

Or her illusion?

"Explain to her what happened?" master Dongfang turned his head slightly, and the attendant added some cut tobacco to his pipe.

"There is no need."

The voice of Dongfang Shijin is extremely cold without a trace of emotion.

These words, repeated in an instant, turned into a sharp knife and scratched hard on Ye Qingcheng's heart.

Did he really pretend?

Not Mingming... Yesterday, Dongfang Shijin still slept with her. Why did you wake up like this?

She's dreaming, isn't she?

It must be a dream, right?

Ye Qingcheng blinked hard, but when he opened his eyes again, he still saw such a scene.

"You are very naive," said master Dongfang, stretching out his hand and flicking the ash. The cut tobacco after burning fell down one after another, especially clear in the dark. "Maybe today, I don't mind telling you in detail?"

“……”

"Aubrey's encounter with you was no accident at all... He just happened to be there, waiting for you to get hurt, just being a good man to take you back, possess you and tear you up... Just to bring you back. He hates you, and I hate the woman who looks so similar to you, so in some ways... We are still somewhat similar?" Master Dongfang looked at Ye Qingcheng as if he had been defeated and said slowly word by word.

“……”

"Aubrey's habit, you know... He always likes to tease his prey, so he shows that he dotes on you again and again. Now, the game is coming to an end, and you can look directly at the reality," sneered the Oriental master. "Just because your performance was very resistant that day, and your journey will end ahead of time."

“……”

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