Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng's hand touched the cold wall and lowered her head slightly, but her tears fell uncontrollably. She bit her lower lip tightly

The distance less than 1 meter can really be as far away as the universe

The door of the balcony opened. Ye Qingcheng didn't have to look back. He also knew that Lucifer came in. Suddenly, ye Qingcheng woke up - you can clearly hear the voice next door. If ye Qingcheng spoke here, Dongfang Shijin will hear her voice.

Ye Qingcheng woke up and almost subconsciously turned around. Before he saw Lucifer, he turned sideways and went out next to him.

Lucifer was about to ask her if she had anything to eat. Before he spoke, ye Qingcheng had left.

Lucifer was a little surprised and almost subconsciously followed Ye Qingcheng out.

Ye Qingcheng's heart beats flustered. She always feels that Dongfang Shijin is not far away. If she is not careful, Dongfang Shijin will find her

She never thought about what it would be like after meeting... It should be said that ye Qingcheng never thought of meeting Dongfang Shijin again in this scene, at this time and under this situation.

Ye Qingcheng's heart was so blocked that he immediately flashed into the bathroom.

Lucifer looked at Ye Qingcheng's hurried steps, and he could guess what it was because. He slightly frowned and accelerated his steps. Chen said that ye Qingcheng had just flashed in, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to the door.

“……”

Ye Qingcheng didn't expect it. Almost the next moment, he turned around, didn't turn his head and hid behind the semi open door of the bathroom.

"You go out. I want to stay here for a while."

Ye Qingcheng was inexplicably fragile at this time. Although he was exerting restraint, ye Qingcheng's heart was still tight, and even his voice trembled.

"What's the matter?"

It must be Dongfang Shijin that can make ye Qingcheng cry, but before coming back, Lucifer had made a detailed investigation. Dongfang Shijin could not be here... If Dongfang Shijin were here, he would never come to the party.

"Nothing," said Ye Qingcheng, with his back to him. He took a deep breath towards the wall and let his sour throat swallow. His voice still trembled faintly, but it was much better. "The wind outside is a little strong... A little cold, nothing."

"Really?"

Lucifer's voice was heavy and seemed to be blocked by irreducible emotions.

"Well, it's okay."

Ye Qingcheng closed his eyes and turned his head. The water light in his eyes was no longer obvious. It looked like everything was very good.

Lucifer's eyes stared at her deeply, as if to see through everything, but there was only a little light in Ye Qingcheng's eyes, and there was no other special place

He had to stop questioning.

Ye Qingcheng went to the washstand, washed his hands, and then left Lucifer. At the moment she was about to turn around and go out, Lucifer gently stretched out her hand and grabbed her wrist.

“……？”

Her wrists were cold and his hands were warm and dry.

"Promise me to relax today, will you?" Lucifer's voice was a little low, and it seemed that he could hear a low mood in it.