Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Seeing Dongfang Shijin nodded slightly and didn't say anything, the horse understood the master's meaning.

It is not a pressing step by step, but an enough distance.

Not far, not near, just like prairie wolves preying on prey, approaching, observing and ambushing.

Instead of suddenly jumping in front of the prey.

It's not close to the prey to scare it.

In the Obsidian eyes of the Oriental world brocade, there is a trace of strange light fluctuating and demonizing.

Ye Qingcheng hurried out and followed the wooden primary color spiral staircase. There were many corridors and rooms on the second floor. They were all decorated with white carved flowers.

It's very retro in Europe.

Each column of the spiral ladder is carved with different patterns.

Angels in Greek stories, exquisite and enchanting roses, and the virgin of the middle ages.

Lifelike, the relief of each column is unique, without any repetition.

There are also many retro strokes hanging on the wall.

The hall on the first floor is mainly light colored, and the crystal chandeliers on the ceiling are bright.

It seems that every item in this villa is priceless and shining with luxury.

Ye Qingcheng walked straight forward. A carved door looked like a church. Ye Qingcheng pulled the door hard, but he couldn't open it.

The housekeeper stood at the door.

"Do you need a key for this door?" Ye Qingcheng turned his head and checked around the door. He was surprised that he didn't see the lock hole.

"It's a fingerprint lock."

The housekeeper replied.

damn!

I knew it wasn't that easy to get out!

Damn man!

Ye Qingcheng's anger rushed up again.

"Why not stay for dinner?"

The clear and pleasant male voice sounded not far behind. Ye Qingcheng clenched his fist angrily and turned back.

I really want to slap this hateful man! Ten slaps don't relieve Qi!

However, before the city approached, the two bodyguards behind him had taken a step forward to protect the master.

"You're here to be a guest. Of course, you'll enjoy your dinner."

The face of the Oriental world brocade is filled with laughter, which charms all sentient beings, as if it were the most exquisite treasure in the world.

"This is a nutritious dinner specially prepared for you," Dongfang Shijin stepped forward. The black gold inlaid robe exposed half of his chest and looked wild and domineering.

He doesn't often live in this villa, so he hasn't equipped a cook yet.

The food of Dongfang Shijin is always cooked by specially assigned personnel. After being tasted by their subordinates, they can be served to the table. The process is extremely strict.

So all these feasts tonight were packed and delivered after being prepared.

"This is the way you treat guests?" Ye Qingcheng shook the scar on his wrist angrily, "imprisonment?"

"We can discuss this matter after you have enjoyed dinner." Dongfang Shijin still has a smile on his face, but the smile doesn't reach people's hearts, but it's more alienation.

Such people are usually two faced, cold and fierce.

No regard for human feelings.

It seems that ye Qingcheng has no choice.

"Besides, if you don't have enough to eat, how can you walk well? You haven't eaten for two days?"

Indeed, since the day she left, she only had some snacks on the plane.

Xu is a matter of mood. In addition, she has been sleeping these days. She seems to have lost her ability to perceive hunger due to physical and mental fatigue.

If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it's going to be out of shape.

Ye Qingcheng frowned and thought for a minute, so he had to turn back.

The maid standing aside immediately led her to the restaurant.

The Oriental world brocade is always hanging on the corner of his lips, which makes people unable to understand his thoughts and feelings.