Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

On the sofa, ye Qingcheng was half lying on a magazine in his hand. It seemed that he was asleep, and the magazine was covered on his chest.

Dongfang Shijin gently opened the door. There was a thick carpet on the ground. He took off his shoes and walked over.

Ye Qingcheng really fell asleep, his long hair pressed under him, his eyes closed slightly, and he was very quiet.

Ye Qingcheng ate only half of the dishes on the table in case Dongfang Shijin didn't eat - in fact, Dongfang Shijin didn't eat either.

Dongfang Shijin glanced, but he still couldn't bear it. Although there was a faint anger in his heart - Ye Qingcheng didn't explain what happened this morning.

But he was still distressed to see her sleeping here. For a man, after a busy day, his beloved woman was waiting for him here until he fell asleep. There were some meals on the table, which made him feel soft.

Dongfang Shijin bends down slightly and wants to hold Ye Qingcheng up. However, people in love always have a sharp heart. Before Dongfang Shijin's hand touches Ye Qingcheng, she has opened her eyes.

"Are you back now?" Ye Qingcheng subconsciously raised his head to look at the clock on the wall. It's already 11:30. "Have you eaten yet?"

"Yes."

Dongfang Shijin was a little stiff. He didn't expect Ye Qingcheng to wake up suddenly. His answer was a little cold.

In fact, he didn't eat.

But he didn't know why he said that - maybe it made Ye Qingcheng sad.

He knew Ye Qingcheng was waiting for him to eat.

"So you...?"

Ye Qingcheng raised his head in surprise.

"There are still some things to do," said Dongfang Shijin. She sat down on the sofa opposite her. Her slender legs overlapped, which seemed to be a long-term comfort and relaxation.

"Are you tired?" Ye Qingcheng stood up and looked at Dongfang Shijin sitting half on the sofa. "I'll make you a cup of honey water?"

"No, you have something to say now. I may have to go later." Dongfang Shijin deliberately said so. He wanted to see what ye Qingcheng would say about it.

"Well... In fact, it's nothing," Ye Qingcheng sat down opposite, feeling that the atmosphere seemed a little awkward. "I just want to ask you... The door of the study..."

"The door lock has a history of 269 years and is in disrepair for a long time. When I opened the door today, the door lock broke, so I asked someone to change it." Dongfang Shijin looked into Ye Qingcheng's eyes and tried to find something. However, ye Qingcheng sat there with his hands on his knees like a pupil, and his long hair fell down, just covering half of her face, "So, what's the matter?"

"Nothing..." Ye Qingcheng bit his lip and looked down. He didn't intend to say that, especially Dongfang Shijin now... Emotionally, he couldn't hear anything.

"I just want to go to the study to read books. There are many fairy tale books and so on... I'm very bored here..."

Ye Qingcheng raised a hand and tucked his long hair behind his ears.

“……”

When ye Qingcheng finished, he raised his head, but saw that Dongfang Shijin was sitting on the sofa, his face was deep, and he couldn't see any emotion.

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