Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Dongfang Shijin, promise me... Promise our baby to wake up within 3 days..." Ye Qingcheng's eyes are bitter, but pretends to smile, as if Dongfang Shijin can hear, "Shijin, listen, our baby will talk to you again - Daddy, wake up quickly, mom misses you so much..."

“……”

"Dongfang Shijin, did you hear... My baby and I miss you very much..."

"Jingling... Jingling..."

Ye Qingcheng's voice sounds endless bitterness.

A string of shell wind chimes hanging on the window made a slight sound, jingling, jingling

Quiet, long, clear, clear, clean

Ye Qingcheng's heart was also sour. He raised his hand slightly, wiped his wet corners of his eyes, and took up the basin to think about the direction of the bathroom.

"You can't go in... Miss..."

"Not today..."

"You know our young master needs a rest now... We really need to be quiet..."

"Why can't I go in? I swear I won't make any sound..."

"No... no, miss..."

Just as ye Qingcheng walked to the bathroom door, he heard a woman arguing with the horse and other bodyguards.

She was wondering when the door was suddenly opened.

Mu Enron was wearing a long blue gray dress. It looked like the morning in Britain. It was foggy and gave people a depressed and cold feeling.

Her long hair was still in a regular way, pulled into a high bun, a square necked coat, and her chest and slim waist set off very beautifully.

Ye Qingcheng holds a basin and looks at Mu Enron who pushes the door. She can also clearly see some repressed anger on Mu Enron's face - obviously, Mu Enron is used to showing people with a friendly and gentle appearance, so her anger is very unnatural.

Ye Qingcheng could clearly feel the sharp aura emanating from her.

"You are not welcome here." Ye Qingcheng, holding a basin, coldly pushed open the door, walked into the bathroom, poured a basin of warm water into the wash basin, then wrung out the towel and hit the shelf next to him.

The bathroom is very small, just a few square meters. There is only a wash desk, a small sitting toilet and a shower room separated by a cloth curtain.

It's stuffy and hot here.

"The person who should say this should be me, not you!"

Mu Enron looked at Ye Qingcheng. There was an undisguised anger on her exquisite face - yes, she was trying to suppress it just now, but now her face is pale - this is what Mu Enron would look like when she is very angry.

“……”

Ye Qingcheng stopped slightly when she turned around. She was just ready to wash here.

"I've been dealing with some family affairs in Inverness for the past few days, and I can't get away... I heard that Aubrey lit the castle, and I don't believe it... I don't believe Aubrey's employment rumors - there is a servant next to Aubrey, who fell to me because of our marriage - I don't believe it, but I don't have anything right now There are other reasons not to believe that he did it for you... "