Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Seeing her disgusting and cold expression, he felt very interesting.

This feeling, like a precious treasure lost and recovered, easily swept away the haze he had shrouded for many days.

"Thank you for your kindness, my heart!" Ye Qingcheng frustrated the bowl on the table. For his recent actions, ye Qingcheng only felt a raging anger. "Then, I have done everything according to your requirements. Should you also fulfill your promise?"

"For example?"

"What do you say?"

"I don't understand... What do you mean?" he raised his hand and touched his chin, as if he didn't understand. "Do you mean not to touch you?"

"......." Ye Qingcheng was angry. He was pretending to be stupid on purpose! "Restrict my entry and exit!"

"Yes," Dongfang Shijin narrowed her eyes, and the expression on her face was much happier. It's rare that she didn't have excessive resistance today.

Unfortunately, he couldn't eat the rabbit that came to his mouth.

It's not that he can't eat, but for women like Ye Qingcheng... He enjoys the game of hunting prey.

It's like the leopard found its prey. Instead of rushing to subdue it, it approached it slowly. When the prey found it, it was too late.

After catching the prey, the cheetah also enjoys the struggle when the prey is dying, because... There is nothing to mend.

Dongfang Shijin also enjoys this process.

But it doesn't matter. It won't be long.

"That's our decision," said Ye Qingcheng. His expression eased a little this time. He urgently left him, took a piece of paper and wiped his hands.

Of course, ye Qingcheng wouldn't want to be so complicated and in-depth.

Of course she doesn't know that much.

"But don't worry, you'll be back soon."

"I'm afraid you think too much," Ye Qingcheng coldly picked up the paper towel beside the table and wiped his hands. His face is cold. "You should know that I will never want to see you again, not for a minute or a second!"

After that, ye Qingcheng dropped the paper towel.

"You will not only come back..." there is a smile on the lips of Dongfang Shijin. It seems that you didn't hear what ye Qingcheng just said, and continue to say.

“……”

"And he will beg to climb into my bed..." Dongfang Shijin picked up the napkin by the table and tried the corner of his mouth gracefully. "I'll give you one last chance. You can promise now."

"Impossible!"

"I don't like wasting time. It's better to promise now and save the way..."

"I found something."

"I'm your type?"

"You really like dreaming," Ye Qingcheng picked up his bag and indifferently lifted up the corners of his lips, "and you have serious fantasy."

Be his lover? Next life.

Ye Qingcheng said, then turned and left.

"Look forward to meeting you next time."

Dongfang Shijin wore an imperceptible smile on his face, but his eyes crossed fiercely.

The servant came forward and poured red wine into his glass.

The lights of the candlestick flickered and jumped, and her fragrance lingered in the restaurant.

Ye Qingcheng was sent home by the bodyguard of Dongfang Shijin. He only felt tired. He took a shower, lay in bed and took out his mobile phone, but there was still no hint of any new email.

The corners of the mouth are bitter.

Before going to bed, ye Qingcheng filled in the information on the network. This time, he didn't prompt that the identity information was invalid. It was a sigh of relief.

However, when the bag was opened, ye Qingcheng's passport and ID card were missing!