Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"But I really don't have an appetite," said Ye Qingcheng suddenly with heartache and dumb mouth. Anyway, at least Lucifer was suddenly angry. Ye Qingcheng really woke up - she always thought Lucifer was insidious and unscrupulous, but these days, she has been taken care of by Lucifer safely without any danger, Ye Qingcheng also knows that Lucifer is here every day

Ye Qingcheng's heart is at least warm and grateful.

"I have no appetite to eat," Lucifer took a deep breath and looked at Ye Qingcheng's fragile appearance. At least now, she was willing to say something

Lucifer pushed the small plate in front of him. There was a dessert that ye Qingcheng used to like, shufrey

In fact, how could Lucifer know that ye Qingcheng likes this dessert because of the Oriental world brocade.

Ye Qingcheng looked at the exquisite shufrey on the plate. She felt bitter. She still picked up the knife and fork next to her, slightly cut shufrey, and the rich chocolate flowed out.

Lucifer's heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief - at least Ye Qingcheng began to eat.

He felt that he was really humble in love.

But he had no choice.

Sometimes, falling in love with a person is really humble to the dust.

Ye Qingcheng ate it in small bites. The taste of shufrey was still the same as that in his memory, slightly sweet, and the taste of chocolate in the middle was very strong.

"I was just angry with you not because of what you did wrong... But because I couldn't bear to see you lose weight day by day," Lucifer sat opposite Ye Qingcheng, watching Ye Qingcheng lower his head and silently eat shufrey on the plate. He felt bitter and uncomfortable. He raised his hand slightly and poured a cup of hot orange juice to Ye Qingcheng from the side, "Do you know that sometimes when you treat yourself like this, it really makes people around you feel the most uncomfortable... Especially one who loves you."

“……”

Ye Qingcheng cut shufrey on the plate and felt very uncomfortable. As she chewed shufrey in her mouth, she suddenly felt that the bitter taste seemed to be amplified, "Lucifer, you shouldn't... I... you know that I may not come out of his... All my life..."

"It can't be your remaining 70 years."

“……”

Ye Qingcheng knows that she will never miss it with her remaining 70 years, but at least in the short term, ye Qingcheng can't come out at all, can she?

"I don't know..."

Ye Qingcheng shook his head and lowered his head to eat his own food. As a result, Lucifer opened his mouth. When he was about to say something, a bustling voice suddenly came from the door of the hall on the first floor, which seemed to be quiet for a few seconds.

Ye Qingcheng subconsciously saw that their position was closer to the door of the hall. The huge rotating glass door at the door clearly reflected the drunkenness on the outside deck,

And on the beach outside, a long row of black cars suddenly stopped, a full dozen.

The sky outside is more or less gloomy. Ye Qingcheng narrows his eyes slightly and always feels that the models of those cars are familiar, but ye Qingcheng also knows that maybe he thinks more

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