Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"OK." Ye Qingcheng breathed hard. The air here is very cool, but very fresh

"Wait patiently. The young master will appear unharmed."

Gina and ye Qingcheng are standing in an open space. Not far away is a gurgling river. The water flow is very stable. Tonight, the breeze is slight, and the river ripples layer by layer

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The Oriental world brocade walks in front, and the long and narrow corridor is constantly turning and winding.

The horse is behind the Oriental world brocade.

The forest is naturally for him to lead the rest of the forest knights to guard the corners of each corridor.

The figure of Dongfang Shijin has disappeared in the field of vision. As long as tonight, Turin can start his life. He can not worry about his life and the safety of his wife and children every day.

Just after tonight

The old Turin no longer exists. He can also give Angelina and her two children a peaceful life

Even, can you smooth the gap between their husband and wife?

You see, he gave up everything

Turin thought so, he even ignored the footsteps coming from the corner, but his innate instinct made him subconsciously defensive, immediately stopped, his hand had touched the sharp sword around his waist, and waited for him.

"Patter -"

"Patter -"

"Patter -"

It was the sound of some cold steel stepping on the ground, dull and clear.

Turin's eyes hidden under his helmet narrowed. With his intuition, this man should be

I saw a foot wearing steel boots from a corner of the corridor, and then neat and consistent steel armor, but the man didn't wear a helmet.

One of his cheeks was disfigured, some ferocious scars wound half of his face, and the messy curly half long hair hung down, but on the burned face on the left half, his hair was a little sparse, and he looked like a monster from hell

His figure is not much different from that of Turin.

It's Gondor.

"Why here?"

Turin's voice came out through his helmet, with a dull aftersound, cold as a statue.

"I-never-thought-there-is-a-triator-in-our-house."

Gondor stood there against the light, and his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to those of Turin - yes, they were brothers, but their competitive character and soft waxy made their lives go on different tracks.

Du Lin, who was competitive, was naturally loved and cared for by the family since childhood, and even almost spoiled. At that time, Gondor was thin and timid. No one had beaten him since childhood. Of course, he had to grab all his brother's things, even for a toy. To be exact, it was Gondor's birthday. His mother gave him a brown pony, Being favored by Turin, Gondor naturally won't give it away because he normally protects his rights and interests. On the day of his birthday, Turin pressed his face into the burning brazie