Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

He'll be busy... It's about the wedding.

Ye Qingcheng's heart was suddenly blocked.

But she can't say anything, because if she talks about this topic, what can she bring except silence and sadness... What else can she have?

"Then you remember, take good care of yourself," Ye Qingcheng said softly, but his nose was sour.

"OK, you should also remember to eat on time." Dongfang Shijin held her hand slightly. His palm was thick and dry. He was wrapping Ye Qingcheng's little hand well, and his soft kiss fell on Ye Qingcheng's hair top. "Don't lose your temper because I'm not here, otherwise what will Dongfang Qingcheng do?"

"I know."

The candle light was beating. Ye Qingcheng gently raised his head. The air was quiet and quiet. There were 36 candlesticks on the Iron Chandelier on the ceiling, but only the middle candle was burning.

This room is not very big, more than 20 square meters, an iron double bed, two small bookshelves and a small desk.

It seems more or less crowded, but under the rendering of this candle light, the dark light has a strong warm feeling.

The chin of Dongfang Shijin is firm, and his long eyelashes are curled and thick.

At this time, the king's spirit of his body slowly weakened and became as gentle as a family man.

Ye Qingcheng gently moved her body, slowly sat up and leaned against the arms of Dongfang Shijin. She gently raised her hand and stroked the cheeks of Dongfang Shijin.

"Dongfang Shijin, do you remember..." Ye Qingcheng's nose suddenly felt uncomfortable, a burst of fog surged up in front of him, and suddenly his face became a little fuzzy. "What you told me before... You will give me the future? Will you forget?"

"No," Dongfang Shijin didn't take her hand, and his eyes were as vast as ever, "I will do everything I promise you..."

"For example, in four months, what about our wedding?" Ye Qingcheng suddenly choked. Five days, to be exact... There are four and a half days left for his wedding with another woman.

The last time it was just a wedding party, she was sad to death and felt that the whole world had collapsed.

If it was a wedding, it would be more grand than the last one, but after a long time in the castle, ye Qingcheng and Ben saw the outside. Must have started to prepare?

It must be grand

There was a sudden fear in the leaf city. He was afraid that he had promised that she had expected so much that she had become a bubble.

"It will be held as scheduled." Dongfang Shijin lowered his head, looked at Ye Qingcheng's tearful eyes, released a hand and gently lifted Ye Qingcheng to wipe his tears.

"Keep your word."

"Count," Dongfang Shijin held her hand, picked it up, put it on her lips and kissed, "before I met you, I never thought about getting married. After I met you, I just wanted to marry you alone."

“……”

Ye Qingcheng gently leaned against his arms, "you probably... Will be very busy these days?"

"I'll be busy for about three or four days, but as long as I have time, I'll call you. When I'm away, you're not allowed to take good care of yourself because you can't see me." Dongfang Shijin told her, pulling up the quilt for her. "Think about five days later, I'll take you back to China."