Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Qingcheng, our children will be very beautiful," Dongfang Shijin gently sniffed her shoulder, "Dongfang Qingcheng. Dongfang Qingguo. There are beauties in the north. Look at Qingren city and then Qingren country."

“……”

Ye Qingcheng's chopsticks hand paused slightly, and his lips unconsciously took a faint smile.

The meal was very warm, 5 dishes and 1 soup.

Dongfang Shijin did not know where to find three glass candles. When they were lit, they fainted and dyed a faint light.

The dim light of the living room.

The food was covered with a light golden glow.

The tea table is right in front of the sofa. Sen's tablecloth and Sen's sofa are covered with a thick carpet on the ground. Ye Qingcheng sits on the carpet, casual and comfortable.

There are several plush toys scattered nearby.

"Qingcheng, if one day..."

Dongfang Shijin filled her with a bowl of chicken soup and said something at the beginning. It seemed that she didn't know how to go on, "forget it."

"Say," said Ye Qingcheng, eating glutinous rice, "what's the matter?"

"If one day... Would you like to be with me all the time, even if I have nothing?"

"Yes, do you want to?" Ye Qingcheng looked at him strangely. "Did you forget what I said before... I'm all over you. You can fall at any time, you jump, i-jump."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

"Won't you regret it?"

"Of course not," Ye Qingcheng turned sideways. "I'll be where you are... But why do you ask? What's the matter?"

"No."

"In fact, Dongfang Shijin, I hope you can get what you want here and stand in the position you want most. I can do anything for you. If you really want to go to that step, I'm ok..."

“……”

"I'm all right with you, as long as I'm all right with you," Ye Qingcheng stretched out his hand and held his hand. His warm touch seemed to be a ray of warm light pouring into the heart of Dongfang Shijin.

Ye Qingcheng turned his head and his eyes were bright, "but don't you think Dongfang Shijin? A man only has power..."

"Good."

Dongfang Shijin didn't hear her finish. He took a piece of beef and put it into Ye Qingcheng's plate. "It's enough to have you."

"Yes."

Ye Qingcheng didn't notice anything unusual. He smiled and cherished today's time very much.

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At night, long lost, ye Qingcheng lay down in the arms of Dongfang Shijin. Her heart was still very clear and tangled - Xilin would come here to pick her up early this morning.

If Dongfang Shijin has a rest here, what about Xilin?

Do you want to tell her that after Dongfang Shijin leaves?

In the dim light, ye Qingcheng was held in his arms by Dongfang Shijin.

"Why don't you sleep?"