Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

It seems that there is a pool of clear water, sparkling ripples are exposed by the sun, and the fine wind rippling, which reflects Ye Qingcheng's silent face

Ye Qingcheng will really always remember that scene, remember that scene that seems to be a fairy tale

The scene seemed to become a mirage, a little blurred, and the surrounding became endless gray white

The collapsing castle is the memory of their love. It has become fragments little by little, constantly reflecting their past and slowly floating to the sky.

The feeling of loss is so clear, but ye Qingcheng has to let go

Lucifer looked at the way she had been crying, and his heart was more or less clear.

He got up slightly, raised his hand and held Ye Qingcheng in his arms, but ye Qingcheng just leaned against his coat and kept crying, like tears, how can he stop

That night, after eating, ye Qingcheng lay down early. When the light went out, Lucifer also went out and gently closed the door for her.

Ye Qingcheng lay alone on the bed, lying quietly on his side, stopped in a nearby room, and the door opened. Lucifer should have gone to bed.

She turned over and looked to the other side. She just looked at the glass opposite. The light outside was bright and the court lights were on.

Her shadow fell on the opposite window, vaguely, but it seemed that she could see the Oriental world brocade.

When I think of him, he seems to be everywhere, everywhere, his shadow

Ye Qingcheng clutched the sheet tightly. The thought of leaving Dongfang Shijin one day cut her heart like a knife. You see, she hasn't left yet, but she seems to be dying in pain.

Ye Qingcheng didn't allow herself to cry any more. She closed her eyes tightly and let herself go to sleep.

She comforted herself that it was a good thing to leave Dongfang Shijin. He could live again and change back to the Dongfang Shijin that should be the king, rather than the weak man now.

After she left, Lucifer said that this child can be born... At least in the Lu family, this child is still free and happy, at least not to face so much darkness.

Around Dongfang Shijin, they either killed their children or gave birth. From then on, the mother and son lived an underground life

Men should struggle, while women need a stable marriage.

So... Leaving is the best choice.

Ye Qingcheng moved, pulled up the quilt, covered his head and put it in the stuffy quilt.

"Bang -"

"Ah --"

"Young master -"

Just as ye Qingcheng was stuffy in the quilt for two minutes, when the tired sleepers were about to come up, he suddenly heard a loud and chaotic sound in the corridor.

With the sound of people kicking something, mixed with the sound of breaking things, and all kinds of screams

Ye Qingcheng frowned, subconsciously sat up and turned on the bedside lamp next to him.

In the gap between the window and the shutter on the floor near the door, she saw a man standing there, shaking, as if looking for something. Doctors kept pulling his shadow around

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