Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

But compared with Dongfang Shijin, it would be dangerous or have nothing. She would rather make these sacrifices.

It's better to be sad than to be miserable.

"Get out - speak calmly to you while I can have patience."

Ye Qingcheng took a deep breath. She looked at Dongfang Shijin. She deeply understood that if she left now, Dongfang Shijin would do something to hurt herself.

Look, now you can guess what Dongfang Shijin said.

"Do you have anything to eat now? I'll make it for you now." as the last thing she can do.

"I want you to disappear in front of me now."

"I remember you like western food?" Ye Qingcheng said abruptly.

"Unfortunately, Miss ye, you really don't have me in your heart and answer wrong." he used to like western food, but after meeting Ye Qingcheng, he was accommodating her in food, so the preference of Dongfang Shijin naturally became Chinese food.

This is a subtle change.

Dongfang Shijin looked at her and her eyes were cold again.

"OK, I'll try my best to make some... There may not be any ingredients here." Ye Qingcheng moved his lips and always felt as if something was stuck.

She turned and walked out.

Dongfang Shijin's eyes are tightly locked on Ye Qingcheng there. She wants her to go and leave very much - Mingming doesn't love him so much. What does it mean to be here now?

But he couldn't say anything about letting her go.

He just looked at Ye Qingcheng walking towards the outside, as if a heavy fog suddenly appeared in his heart, making him unable to find his direction

At the moment Ye Qingcheng closed the door, she raised her hand and tightly covered her mouth. A big tear fell down. She was really sad

[I read you wrong.] is this a denial of their feelings?

[ye Qingcheng, you are really a selfish woman...]

But at this time, she doesn't choose to be selfish. Does she have to watch Dongfang Shijin have nothing?

Ye Qingcheng breathed heavily. It seemed that there was an invisible knife in his heart. His eyes were sore and uncomfortable.

She looked up at the pale light on the ceiling and forced her tears back.

You can't cry anymore, ye Qingcheng. It'll be all right after today.

She comforted herself, raised her feet and walked towards the opposite room. The ward of Dongfang Shijin is a large room with its own bathroom and kitchen, and even a mini balcony, just like a home.

Ye Qingcheng raised his arm, wiped his eyes, pushed open the next door and turned on the light here.

Warm color home lamp, tassel design, simple and atmospheric luxury.

There is a small stove, next to a half person high mini refrigerator, washstand, gas stove and so on.

Even next to it, there is a small dining table with simple style. On it is a white vase with sporadic light colored flowers in season, which plays a decorative role and makes the ward look less pale.

Although the small kitchen is only more than 30 square meters, it has complete things. The shelves on the wall are very rich in ingredients and all kinds of seasonings.

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Warm section. Today's 0:00 is delayed a little. I update it in the early morning, MEDA