Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Lucifer stood there and looked at Ye Qingcheng's body shaking slightly. Then suddenly, ye Qingcheng's body shook and fell to one side 6

"Bang -"

The sound of the body hitting the floor is very clear, slow and heavy

It seems that the surrounding scenery is covered with a layer of gray white at this moment, and all become static

[Bang...]

[Bang -]

[Bang -]

When ye Qingcheng fell, special effects seemed to be added. Slowly, bit by bit, there was only that heavy sound left in the surrounding space

Lucifer opened his eyes, but only saw that when ye Qingcheng fell, the blood under his body had gathered in a small beach

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Seven days later.

Damp.

There is water mist everywhere. The room is as hot as an airtight steamer

There is no light in the super luxurious European suite. The Dark Brown Satin curtains fall down, and a little gap can see the thick night outside. There are several large palm trees, which are particularly quiet in the night.

The large round bed in the room is covered with some rose petals. A layer of thin white yarn on the ground falls disorderly on the ground. Some glass candles are lit in the corner. The fire is burning quietly and very calm.

Three or five small glass candles were also lit at the head of the bed.

On the big bed, a woman was sleeping on it. Her face was beautiful. She was wearing a semi transparent white lace cardigan and long nightdress, and her dark curly hair was shining slightly in the fire light.

The fire beat and outlined her slim lines.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly. There were some beads of sweat on the bridge of her small nose. Her delicate and beautiful thin lips moved for a while, which seemed to be thirsty.

Her hand gently clutched the silk quilt, as if she was grasping something hard. Seeing her slightly frowned forehead, it seemed that she was struggling in a nightmare. It should be something bad.

A pair of bony hands holding a dark blue handkerchief gently wiped the sweat on her forehead, and carefully brushed away the messy hair soaked with sweat on her forehead.

She is so beautiful that even her sleeping face is like an angel.

Suddenly, the woman's eyelashes finally moved. Her hand gripped the sheet and suddenly opened her eyes. There seemed to be a thick fog in those eyes. When she opened, the confusion and emptiness inside were very clear

She's not sure where she is.

Ye Qingcheng opened his eyes and looked at the white gauze hanging from the ceiling and the warm and quiet glasses and candles around him. For a moment, he thought that the Oriental world brocade would appear in the next moment.

Oriental world brocade

Ye Qingcheng's heart was suddenly stabbed for a moment. She tried to gather the light in her eyes and looked around. She only saw a man sitting by her bed. His hand was holding a handkerchief and his hand was still stretched out. It seemed that she was still wiping her sweat.