Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Where are there so many miracles in the world?

At least in her and Dongfang Shijin, isn't it possible?

He can't bring anything to Dongfang Shijin, even... She doesn't know what Dongfang Shijin will do in the future?

Ye Qingcheng closed his eyes tightly and cried silently

"You can still have a chance to go with me now, or die here." Lucifer sat there staring at Ye Qingcheng crying helplessly, "Of course you can have this child now, and I can raise it for you, but you will go with me and have a family. Isn't it what your women want most? A stable life? Although I'm not as rich as Dongfang Shijin, he can't protect you. He can't give you a stable life all his life, and I can, and I win."

"..." Ye Qingcheng raised his hand and covered his mouth, crying in pain and embarrassment.

She's really, really, really never been so sad

It's painful to pull it out and throw it away

Colic with thousands of knives

“……”

Lucifer stared at Ye Qingcheng who was suffering there. He was silent and waited for ye Qingcheng's answer.

In the air, there was only Ye Qingcheng's crying, silent and fragile. Her weak body was sitting in a wheelchair. Even the patient's clothes seemed wide and big. She was thin as if she could run away in a gust of wind - she was still a pregnant woman!

The cry seemed to become an invisible hand, scratching Lucifer's heart

The air becomes depressed and uncomfortable

Lucifer seems to be suffocating.

"Drop -"

The microwave oven jumped off at the moment, and Bishop stood silently waiting for the food to be heated.

He opened the microwave oven, wrapped a glass bowl with two towels, brought out the fish soup and chestnut stewed chicken and put them on the glass short table opposite Ye Qingcheng.

A chicken stewed with chestnuts that has been heated three times today, a crucian carp soup, specially added medlar and various supplements, a beef soup and a stir fried vegetable.

Without the fruit juice, brown rice and salad required by the Oriental world brocade Association - every time, the Oriental world brocade always arranges all the food abundantly and carefully.

The smell of food floated into Ye Qingcheng's nose, but she didn't have any appetite.

This silence passed for another 15 minutes.

Ye Qingcheng was finally tired of crying. Maybe it was because he shed too many tears today. His eyes hurt as if they had dried up. There were no tears

She sobbed, her eyes swollen with pain.

It seems that at this time, the pain cells all over seem to have finally woke up late, her legs are also in sharp pain, her head is in pain, and her heart hurts again

Ye Qingcheng is powerless.

"Eat your meal first."

Lucifer opened his mouth and was silent for a long time. He pulled a paper towel from the side. He originally wanted to give it to her, but seeing that she had no reaction, he leaned forward slightly to wipe her tears.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes were red and swollen, like a big rabbit.

Her black and white eyes became turbid and covered with blood.

Lucifer wiped her tears, but ye Qingcheng's tears grew more and more

What is this woman made of? Why can she shed tears while wiping her tears?

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