Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Her bare arms are elegant and beautiful lines.

But looking up, her delicate and beautiful face was thin and clear-cut, and her beautiful eyes were a little empty. She stared at a place like that.

"Who is that woman?"

"The young master brought it back a few days ago... I heard that the young master went out to sea a few days ago. Did he bring it back from an island?"

"Maybe, but it's so beautiful. I don't know where girls can be so beautiful..."

"But you see, it's been more than ten days. She still looks like she's sitting there every day... Isn't she mentally ill?"

"Don't say... How do I feel a little? She has been here for more than ten days. She has been looking at it foolishly every day and doesn't know what she's looking at..."

"Stop talking, young master, come here!"

Just as the maids gathered together to discuss in a low voice, a woman came hurriedly with a small pottery pot on her head.

The waitresses walked in different directions one after another, pretending that nothing had happened.

Neat footsteps came from the end of the cobblestone road and saw Lucifer wearing a long black windbreaker coming from there. The double-layer stand collar black windbreaker was slightly open, the gold button was pinched, and a V-neck black sweater was sleeved inside.

His hair was a little messy by the slight wind.

Bishop followed him.

Lucifer raised his eyes and looked at the pavilion. Handsome eyebrows wrinkled slightly, which was obviously a little unhappy.

He went forward, took off his black leather gloves, and Bishop immediately picked them up.

"Why are you sitting here?"

Lucifer opened his mouth displeased, and the sound line was slightly cold, but he could still vaguely hear the concern inside.

He asked, stretched out his hand and touched Ye Qingcheng's bare hand. It was really cold without any temperature.

Lucifer's heart was inexplicably cold. He still took off his coat and put it on Ye Qingcheng, but with his warm coat, the woman didn't change her expression and still sat like that.

Autumn in Britain is still very cold, especially when people living in China suddenly come here, they will feel cold. It is obviously autumn, but in China, only a thin sweater is enough, but in Britain, they must wear a thicker coat.

Ye Qingcheng sat there foolishly, his eyes always staring at a cluster of flowers in the distance. In that dense green rose, there was only one rose growing there alone, which was very inconspicuous and even lowered the branches, as if he was afraid of being found by others.

In a trance, ye Qingcheng seemed to see that when she was in Holland, Dongfang Shijin personally trimmed a heart-shaped rose bush for her. He trimmed those roses himself

And their house

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It has been replaced. It can be seen normally ~ meimoda