Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

When the maid led Ye Qingcheng to the restaurant, ye Qingcheng was a little surprised.

The restaurant has a low luxury palace style, light golden walls, and an arched design at the connection between the restaurant and the living room.

The long table, the dark red tassel tablecloth and more than a dozen silver covers are listed neatly.

Flames leaped on the golden candlestick.

Although her childhood conditions are not bad, she has never seen such treatment.

The maid opened the silver covers one by one and the food

The smell of immediately spread.

The exquisite meals brighten people's eyes.

Ye Qingcheng's stomach grunted.

Before she sat down, the man fell into a hug and raised his head. It was that hateful handsome face again!

Don't you even let her eat?!

"Eat well, maybe I'll let you go." the tall bridge of the nose of Dongfang Shijin rubbed against her ear, as if breathing her fragrance.

What magic does this woman have.

Ye Qingcheng was angry. His arm was right in front of her. She couldn't take it off.

"If you let go, I'll have a good meal myself!" Ye Qingcheng said coldly, his tone full of repressed anger. "Besides, if you hold me like this, I can't eat comfortably at all."

"Then you can choose to stay hungry, or..." his big palm began to do whatever he wanted, "let's do something interesting..."

The ambiguous breath heats up rapidly.

Ye Qingcheng was shocked. There were bodyguards and several maids around. How could he be so obscene?

But the bodyguards don't seem to see it. They are used to it.

The maid just stood with her head down. Ye Qingcheng could obviously feel that the little maid's face was also unnatural!

"Clang -"

Ye Qingcheng simply threw down the tableware he had just picked up, and the sound was a little harsh.

"I won't eat!"

"Oh? So you mean, you're not hungry for the time being?" Dongfang Shijin picked her eyebrows, put one hand around her and tucked a strand of her broken hair behind her ears.

She is as soft and charming as a doll.

Coupled with this female ~ servant ~ system ~ service, it is an unspeakable attraction.

Make any man crazy.

Hands all the way down, across the clothes, his palms were hot, he felt his hands

"You...! stop!" Ye Qingcheng's face turned red. There were people around. How could he be so presumptuous!

"Eat well?"

"I eat -" Ye Qingcheng gnashed his teeth, picked up the tableware he had thrown on the table and just cut off a piece of beef——

"Hey, I --"

However, Mingming was about to reach the knife and fork in Ye Qingcheng's mouth, and was forcibly turned in another direction.

Ye Qingcheng watched the beef enter the mouth of Dongfang Shijin with his own eyes.

She was so angry that she really wanted to turn her knife and fork into a kitchen knife and chop up this well-dressed beast!

Seeing this, the horse behind him brought a new plate of steak and put it in front of Ye Qingcheng.

"This is the master's."

Ye Qingcheng is cold. What do feelings regard her as?

Don't let me go, don't let me eat, and wait on the young master to eat?

She was so abused by him that she had to feed him?

Ye Qingcheng was even more annoyed and knocked the knife and fork in his hand down on the table. "Who you like to serve? It has nothing to do with me. I don't want to eat this meal. Please let go, sir!"

Dongfang Shijin stared at the little woman in front of him with great interest. The way he was angry still made people feel cute.