Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"In fact, it's all right," Ye Qingcheng turned his head. Just at this time, a street artist sprinkled a bunch of rose petals from the high hat, and then a copper man who was just thinking suddenly got up on the road, the music sounded and began to dance tango

Just be with your lover

The artist's voice attracted the applause of passers-by around

"Just be with your lover." Ye Qingcheng raised a smile and looked at the serious side face of Dongfang Shijin, as if there was a faint light in his heart.

“……”

Dongfang Shijin also had a faint smile on his lips. He held the steering wheel with one hand and slipped down with the other hand, holding Ye Qingcheng's hand.

In fact, some characteristic snack streets in London are not so different from those in China, but there are more shops.

The food here is exotic, perhaps more fresh. At 12:30 noon, many tourists stroll here.

Ye Qingcheng took the hand of Dongfang Shijin and walked in front, cheese shrimp, fried steak, Latin fruit (a Spanish snack, crisp and golden in appearance, stained with chocolate sauce)

Dongfang Shijin frowned slightly. Ye Qingcheng was pregnant and couldn't eat some of these things, but considering that she came out only once, Dongfang Shijin didn't say anything.

One of the snacks, which ye Qingcheng found very interesting, was Turkish ice cream.

The shopkeeper is a young Turkish brother in his 20s. Wearing simple flower underpants and polo shirt, he set up an ice cream with a long clip, dug an ice cream ball from the bottom and handed it to Ye Qingcheng. Ye Qingcheng took it. Unexpectedly, the little brother's hand turned slightly and the long shelf stretched out. Ye Qingcheng only got the ice cream cone.

Then the little brother smiled and chose another flavor from the ice cream box next to him. The long shelf turned and handed it to Ye Qingcheng. She didn't know that she had not touched the ice cream. The ice cream fell straight down to the ground. Ye Qingcheng was startled. At this time, the little brother's long clip turned slightly and caught the ice cream very skillfully

Ye Qingcheng couldn't help laughing, especially when there were some girls around.

Repeatedly, ye Qingcheng failed to get the ice cream.

"Oriental world..."

Ye Qingcheng thought it was very fun and exciting. He was about to turn his head and look at Dongfang Shijin. He didn't know that a handsome face of Dongfang Shijin was extremely cold

"Give her the ice cream." shit, dare to flirt with his woman in front of him!

Dongfang Shijin's face was cold, as if others owed him money, and even there was a little anger beating in the bottom of his eyes

"Wife, husband?"

Little brother's English is not very fluent. With a strong tone, he looks at Ye Qingcheng with a smile. He just sweats a little on his forehead. This man's aura... Why does he feel like pulling a gun at any time?

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