Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

She sat there, an oval mirror with fine carvings on both sides, as well as relief virgin and angel.

Her face was clearly reflected in the mirror, her eyes were slightly lowered, her lips were red, quiet and holy.

When Lucifer walked past, the makeup artist just stood up and finished the whole simple makeup - in fact, ye Qingcheng's facial features were very beautiful and exquisite, especially her temperament was very elegant. She didn't need to spend much makeup at all, but her face color was not very good, so she had to correct it properly.

The makeup artist nodded slightly, saw Lucifer behind him, packed his makeup bag with his assistant and left.

Ye Qingcheng raised his eyes and looked at Lucifer coming from the mirror. He suddenly remembered that one day, Dongfang Shijin was going to take her out. At that time, she was full of thoughts about how to leave. When Dongfang Shijin pushed the door in, the sun was extremely warm that day. He stood there against the light and came over, Ye Qingcheng's heart beat suddenly a little disorderly.

Dongfang Shijin casually took a lipstick from the side. One hand slightly raised her chin. She stood in front of the dressing table. Dongfang Shijin slightly lowered her head and painted lipstick for her.

His eyes were clear, serious and deep, and only reflected on her face. She covered up well that day. In fact, she was a little flustered, but in his eyes, there was only her slightly raised Chin

There was a sudden contraction pain in his heart. Ye Qingcheng took a slight deep breath and forcibly suppressed the pain spreading from the bottom of his heart.

"Very beautiful," Lucifer stood in front of her and paused slightly. Ye Qingcheng's eyes were a little lax. Needless to say, she could know that her mind was not here at all. Lucifer stood there and stared at her, as if to keep her appearance in mind, "let's go."

Ye Qingcheng didn't say anything, but his steps finally moved. The cold feeling on the whole person was like clear ice.

Bishop thought Ye Qingcheng wouldn't go either. When he came out from the outside, he just saw Ye Qingcheng coming out from the inside. Her hair was slightly loose and pulled, and the line of her chin was smooth and like an elegant white swan.

Bishop has been with Lucifer for so many years and has seen many beautiful women, but there has never been such a woman who looks so elegant and cold, but her body is clearly clear with a kind of clarity that does not eat human fireworks.

There were eight black cars parked outside. A bodyguard had already opened the door for ye Qingcheng.

Lucifer sat next to Ye Qingcheng. There was a small distance between them. Ye Qingcheng looked at the scenery outside the window like that. The whole person was silent.

Lucifer suddenly did not know what topic to look for.

Fortunately, after more than an hour, the car finally stopped. It was a place near the sea. Dense palm trees stood tall in the afterglow of the sunset. The sky was light blue. The sun hung on the tail of the last point of the sea level. It was light orange.

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