Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

She raised her head and looked at the clock on the wall. "Now it's 5:26 p.m. and your dinner will be delivered in four minutes. You can see it then. If you don't like these tastes, you can shake the bell on the basket, and naturally someone will replace it for you - but I don't think you need this service, because the young master knows your preferences very well."

“……”

Ye Qingcheng stood in place and wanted to collapse. She said she wanted to see Dongfang Shijin, but Gina was obviously helpless.

"Can you see him?"

"Maybe? Not sure."

"If you can see him, I ask you to tell him... Let him see me."

Ye Qingcheng closed his eyes slightly, "thank you."

"I try my best."

Gina said that, then she went to the side of the fence, took out the key from her pocket and inserted it. Next to the fence, a super invisible one person high door was immediately opened. Then she went in and the elevator started slowly.

Gina's figure slowly disappeared into the field of vision.

Ye Qingcheng stood in the same place as if she were in a mess. She fell down on the sofa and her hair was messy.

Her heart is in a mess now. She didn't expect that Dongfang Shijin brought her here. What's the reason? Ye Qingcheng doesn't know.

And that day, everything was fine in the morning. Did Dongfang Shijin wake up so suddenly?

Ye Qingcheng's heart is not without doubt - for example, she can think of meeting Mu Enron this morning. Don't look at Mu Enron as quiet and gentle, but this kind of woman is usually fierce, and no one can be on guard.

Is it Mu Enron's trick?

Because she really can't think of it. If it's Dongfang Shijin, Dongfang Shijin has no reason to knock her out and drag her here.

What's more, Dongfang Shijin didn't mean to wake up that day.

Ye Qingcheng leaned down slightly, his fingers inserted into his long hair, and there was a mess in his head.

"Jingling bell -"

The small bell beside the fireplace rang slightly. Then, ye Qingcheng looked up and saw a small basket. Sure enough, it was falling slowly, and then where was Luo.

Four minutes. It's 6:00

Ye Qingcheng walked over and didn't want to eat at first, but she also knew that there was a child in her stomach. The child was really wronged in her stomach.

She used to take down the basket. The basket was only tied with a rope and could be easily taken off.

She took the basket to the side of the tea table and opened it. There were several small lunch boxes in the basket. There were simple flavor eggplant, sour and sweet, sweet and sour ribs, a bowl of chicken soup stewed with ginseng, and a fried vegetable in the other lunch box.

Various collocations are very rich and nutritious, which is indeed in line with the practice of Oriental Shijin.

But it may also be mu Enron. After all, she is pregnant now, which is well known.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes turned slightly. There was a silver candlestick next to her. She walked over, washed the candlestick, and then put a small tip of the candle into the meal for a minute.

The candle did not turn black.

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