Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng added some soup to the noodle bowl and carefully fed Dongfang Shijin. He could only see the slightly drooping eyes of Dongfang Shijin. His slightly long bangs were wet with sweat and hung in front of his forehead. He could not see the expression or eyes on his face. He could only feel that Dongfang Shijin had some abnormal weakness?

Dongfang Shijin felt that his eyelids seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, as if a voice was calling him invisibly——

[Dongfang Shijin... Sleep...]

[sleep...]

[after falling asleep, tomorrow is a new beginning...]

[sleep... Oriental brocade...]

[Dongfang Shijin... Go to sleep...]

His strength seems to be slowly being pulled away. A little, he doesn't even have the strength to open his eyes

The noodles in his mouth seem to have no taste at all. Only he is swallowing mechanically, and he is still semi forced, because at the moment he doesn't even have the strength to control himself to swallow

Ye Qingcheng handed over the last piece of noodles, but found Dongfang Shijin with his mouth closed and his hair hanging slightly. It seems that he... Fell asleep?

I was just eating. Why are you... Asleep now?

"Oriental brocade...?"

Ye Qingcheng put down her bowl and tried to wake up Dongfang Shijin. She stretched out her hand. Just when her hand touched Dongfang Shijin, Dongfang Shijin lay down towards the head of the bed - obviously, Dongfang Shijin fell asleep?!

Ye Qingcheng felt incredible. She subconsciously touched the breath of Dongfang Shijin. His breath was very stable, but there was a little sweat on his forehead.

How tired was he before he could fall asleep?

Ye Qingcheng sighed and covered Dongfang Shijin with a quilt. He quickly solved his dinner on the nearby sofa before he went over again and changed Dongfang Shijin's clothes. It was the only set of changed pajamas left in the wardrobe.

Dongfang Shijin seemed really tired. Ye Qingcheng tried his best to change his clothes, and then wiped his body with a warm towel. Dongfang Shijin didn't feel like waking up at all.

I don't know if it's because of pregnancy. Ye Qingcheng always feels tired easily. After she finished her work, she sat next to the big bed and raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead.

At this time, it happened that a spray fell on the boat, the boat body shook slightly, a crystal chandelier inlaid on the ceiling moved slightly, the light shook, there were a little traces of spray on the small round window, and then disappeared quickly.

The wind outside is obviously a little strong. You can see some restless sea, but the room is very quiet. There is no noise at all. Only the lights are quietly on, and Dongfang Shijin is so calm and asleep.

Ye Qingcheng turned his head sideways and pulled the quilt for Dongfang Shijin. His handsome face was still handsome when he slept, like an angel in the sky and always cold, just like a prince in a fairy tale.

How much she expected to live a quiet and peaceful life with him, only the two of them. Now, this life is about to come true, but ye Qingcheng's heart is a little calm.

Very simple, because ye Qingcheng dare not think too much.

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