Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Because she knows that she will not experience so many thrilling things with another person, nor will she experience so many happy things with another person, nor will she take out her boundless trust to wait for a person

Lucifer's eyes looked at Ye Qingcheng, at her low head, her long hair hanging down, and the lines of her side face were beautiful but angular

"If I haven't waited for your accurate answer in a week, I'll hold the wedding directly in another week. I can wait for you, Qingcheng, but I don't want to wait for you so long. What I don't have is not called love."

Lucifer walked over, put his hands in his pockets, and came to the door of Ye Qingcheng. Ye Qingcheng stood in front of the door. When he walked over, he stood in front of Ye Qingcheng, looked down, looked at Ye Qingcheng's uncomfortable and depressed expression, and his heart was full of pain, like a cut in his heart, and then blood kept floating out, Cold water poured in

This pain is the most terrible... And the most lasting.

The thin fingers of the leaf city tightly clasped the doorframe. Lucifer had a strange smell on her body. The Oriental Oriental silk is different from the Oriental world. The oriental tobacco is always familiar with the smell of tobacco, and the fragrance of its perfume on the mixture makes her feel at ease.

Lucifer has only a faint smell of sandalwood and mint

His eyes are like an abyss, but they are not as good-looking as Dongfang Shijin. When Dongfang Shijin looks at her, there seems to be a sea of stars in his eyes, which only reflects Ye Qingcheng's face

When he looked at her, an endless cold ice would suddenly melt a pool of spring water in the city

That kind of warmth can't be replaced by anyone

Lucifer just took a deep look at Ye Qingcheng and went out from her side.

When he went out, there was a faint smell of sandalwood and mint in the air. Until Lucifer left, ye Qingcheng stood at the door, holding the door frame in his hand, and didn't react for a long time to close the door.

"Click -"

After the door was closed, ye Qingcheng's body finally slid down along the door panel. She squatted on the ground. This huge bedroom is an ancient Roman building. The wall facing the outside is a landing glass window, and the outside is a wall of ancient Roman carved columns. There are white lace curtains floating on the glass window, through the looming white lace curtains, You can see the ancient Roman carved columns standing straight outside. The sunshine is beautiful golden. The flowers outside are rich and dense. The green plants stand in the wind, gentle and beautiful. Especially this layer of golden sunshine, the beauty of this afternoon is not true.

But ye Qingcheng fell to the ground and leaned against the white door to look at the beautiful and exquisite scenery outside, but he didn't look happy at all. On the contrary, he was even very sad

Perhaps it is because of the deep yearning that ye Qingcheng can always vaguely see through everything around him and think of all the things related to Oriental world brocade

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