Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

She will smile, sit under the sun, the whole person is gentle and beautiful, just smile and wait for him to come back

And now, it's all broken

Complete rupture.

It's like a crystal house, broken a little under the sun

The fragments are still shining and disappear little by little

He always thought that ye Qingcheng was always by his side in such a difficult environment, even her blood - Dongfang Shijin never knew this!

What darkness and pain did she experience

Dongfang Shijin can't even imagine. It hurts when you think about it

13 days, 13 days, even 7 days, there was no news of Ye Qingcheng at all!

Suddenly, Dongfang Shijin even felt that all his strength seemed to be hollowed out. The whole person's temples suddenly jumped and hurt, and the whole person's strength collapsed. After all, he just woke up and couldn't help such tossing

Even if he is the Oriental world brocade

Standing on the spiral ladder, even if it is so far away, Ma Zai can feel the strong sadness and pain emanating from the Oriental world brocade.

But he can't help it, and he won't say anything.

He has made up his mind.

Probably since meeting Ye Qingcheng, Dongfang Shijin has become more and more reluctant to think of himself. Now he stands in front of the door. The whole person seems to have emptied his soul and faded his pride, like a wounded lion.

"Young master, you can't go out until you stay here for half a month... You're under house arrest. It's better to take advantage of these times to recover..."

Ma Zai still can't bear to see Dongfang Shijin standing here.

"Get out."

A cold and thin word, not loud, but with a cold spirit.

Ma Zai wanted to say something, but Dongfang Shijin stood there like that, as if he had no feelings

When the horse gets to the mouth, he swallows it back.

At this time, apart from ye Qingcheng, what else can make Dongfang Shijin sober up?

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In such a flash of time, a week has passed.

Today's weather is good. The sky is blue and there are large clouds floating in the sky.

The Byzantine back garden has ivory carving poles. On each carving pole, there is an angel shape, or the virgin. The floating White Tulle is slightly loosely pulled up, and a beautiful bow is pulled up with white lace.

The plants in the back garden are very dense. There are large clusters of western green plants everywhere, as well as hanging green Luo flower pots. The green Luo winds down, which is particularly elegant.

The narrow gravel road is flanked by these delicate flowers.

The maid in a white one shoulder dress walked over with a tray.

A woman was sitting in a pavilion in the garden. She was wearing a silk skirt with suspenders and a beige blouse outside. She was loose and shrouded, but she could vaguely see her thin lines.

Her bare arms are elegant and beautiful lines.