Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng sat down on the bed and listened to his words. Suddenly, there was a burst of helpless pain in his heart.

"Dongfang Shijin, if you say I'm not sensible... Yes, I really have nothing to refute. If I'm really sensible, I should leave with Lucifer that day. Anyway, you still have medicine. Three or five are enough for you to support the next days. I have to come back and take care of you here," Ye Qingcheng looked at him, A sharp knife was inserted into my heart, "I blame my ignorance."

“……”

Dongfang Shijin stood at the door, holding the door handle, "I will try my best to find time to see you every day."

“……”

Ye Qingcheng sat on the big bed and watched Dongfang Shijin become... A little indifferent, even a business tone. Her heart was very uncomfortable.

"Oriental world brocade, do you really have to do this?"

She sat on the bed with a little despair in her voice.

"If you really have something... I'd rather wait for you outside. Dongfang Shijin, can you take into account my feelings?"

“……”

Her voice did not have many fierce disputes, but a calm silence that could not be calm, but the little despair in the voice could not be concealed.

This silent but sad voice is the most painful.

Dongfang Shijin stood there with his hand on the door handle. He just turned his head slightly, "Qingcheng, do you believe me?"

"I......" Ye Qingcheng's voice trembled. "I really want to believe you... But why don't you tell me anything? Do people in love... Don't I even have the least right to know?"

She turned away and a tear fell quickly. She raised her hand to wipe it and dried it quickly when the tears didn't fall.

“……”

When Dongfang Shijin stood there, he suddenly felt a little depressed in the air. He raised his head slightly. The room was not so luxurious. From the corner of a certain place, the Victorian architectural style, the milky white wall, and even a small piece of spider web connected with the web.

Dongfang Shijin feels that the air seems thin.

Behind him came Ye Qingcheng's whispered cry, which she tried hard to bear.

After all, emotion defeated his reason.

Dongfang Shijin still couldn't bear it. What blocked his heart most was Ye Qingcheng's appearance. He clearly wanted to cry, but he bit his lip and tried to bear it without making any cry.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the clock next to him, 11:45

Finally, Dongfang Shijin raised his feet and walked towards her.

Ye Qingcheng was sitting on the big bed by herself, biting her lips tightly, but her eyes fell down, and her eyes were blurred by tears.

The warm and hard embrace appeared beside her on time, gently hugged her shoulder and held her in her arms.

Ye Qingcheng raised a hand over his lips and suppressed his uncomfortable cry.

Dongfang Shijin's hand gently hugged her, and the other hand patted her back.

"Dongfang Shijin..." she couldn't tell why. It seemed that those grievances that had been suppressed to the extreme gushed out at the moment. It was terrible, "can you take me out? I really don't want to be here..."