Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Didn't you drink yesterday...?" Ye Qingcheng moved aside without a trace.

"Well, I've drunk, because I want to come back with you, so I've woke up." Dongfang Shijin held her and leaned over, as if to let her check, "if you don't believe it, look, there's no smell of wine."

"......." Ye Qingcheng certainly knows, but her voice is a little sour unconsciously. "Mu Enron sobered you up?"

"No, I arrived in Inverness at 4:15 yesterday and wasn't with her - I mean, we didn't go together. I stayed until 7:00 and bought food for you. I sobered up on the way."

"Are there any sobering drugs in your plane?"

"Everything, just without you."

“……”

Ye Qingcheng's heart was slightly moved, as if his own place was stirred by him, sour and astringent.

She took a deep breath and squeezed out a smile. "OK... Let's go and go out?"

"You are still unhappy."

He was sure that he could easily see the fake behind Ye Qingcheng's smile.

"But even if I said... There is no way to stop it?"

Ye Qingcheng feels bitter. The marriage between Dongfang Shijin and Mu Enron is like that and will be held as scheduled.

"My marriage with her?" Dongfang Shijin took the mobile phone in her hand. Sure enough, he looked at the call record and saw the recent call record, may.

"Yes."

"What do you think?" Dongfang Shijin bar threw his mobile phone aside and looked into Ye Qingcheng's eyes. "Do you think I will marry her?"

"Will it?" she was really not sure, even... 95% thought it would happen.

"Yes?" Dongfang Shijin repeated her words, "Qingcheng, things that won't happen... Even if you think 99% will happen, here, you are ye Qingcheng. You are the 1% possibility that makes me refuse all 'will happen'."

"..." she should have felt warm, but she couldn't laugh.

Dongfang Shijin stopped worrying about this problem with her. He got up first and opened the nearby wardrobe. "There are not so many suitable clothes here... But the size should be similar to you. Go and try one?"

"...." Ye Qingcheng didn't speak. He looked up. In front of him was an ordinary wardrobe. There were many clothes hanging in it, but the styles were decades ago, very retro and beautiful.

Presumably... These clothes were originally made by Bai Jingmo, right?

Did Dongfang Shijin not know what happened here, or did he do it on purpose?

Although, he has no intentional excuse.

Ye Qingcheng watched him take a white cotton linen skirt with a retro doll collar and a loose waist, which was very suitable for her.

"This?"

"OK."

Ye Qingcheng has no objection. Take it here. There are no men's clothes here. Dongfang Shijin just slept naked.

She's going to the bathroom to change her skirt.

"Qingcheng..." his voice was dumb.

"Huh?"

Ye Qingcheng was slightly stunned with his skirt.

"..." Dongfang Shijin leaned against the wardrobe and looked at her like two dull thunder.

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